Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"I think the young mistress is going to die of anger!"

Chanel was really going to die of anger.

No one was beaten in the face and could remain indifferent.

She didn't wear most of the clothes Su Shijie bought for her.Unless he went out with Su Shijie on weekends and he insisted on letting her wear it, she always wore the clothes she bought from the Internet.

It's not that she is reluctant to part with the price of those clothes, and she doesn't want to fight for steamed buns...

The breath nestled in his chest, pressing her tightly like a hand.

But Wen Wanrou kept dangling in front of her, blocking her sight.

Chanel closed her eyes and wanted to sleep on the sofa for a while. The weather is cold these days, and she always wakes up many times in the middle of the night. The quality of sleep is not good at all.

Music started playing in my ear!

If it weren't for the baby in her belly, Chanel would fight her desperately!

The most important thing about a star is that face, she will definitely tear up her gentle face!

After finally staying up at night, Su Shijie came back, and rushed towards him in a gentle and joyful manner, and gave him a sweet kiss as soon as he entered the door, and sat on the sofa with Su Shijie's arm, chatting affectionately.

When Chanel heard the news of Su Shijie's return, she had already left the hall first and walked to the terrace.

Knowing that as soon as he comes back, they will get tired of putting on a show of love together, you follow me, watching it makes people bruise.

At this moment, the patio door opened, and a servant walked in, calling softly, "Young Mistress."

Chanel was lying on the chair and was squinting. Hearing the sound, she looked at her suspiciously.

The servant was about seventeen or eighteen years old, short, fair-skinned, and quite cute.

She took a dress from a black bag and handed it to her:

"The weather has turned cold recently, you are wearing too thin..."

Chanel looked at the coat she handed over, her expression was startled, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

The servant looked at the living room and said in a low voice, "I just left this when Miss Wen wasn't paying attention, but it's a bit thin... I can't hide it if it's thick, lest she see it. You can wear it for now, don't let it She knew it was in the unburned clothes."

Chanel's eye sockets suddenly became wet, and she felt that the tip of her nose was a little sore.

This is the first time I have come to Su's house for so long, and I feel the warmth of home.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, young mistress has to take good care of her body!"

Chanel nodded and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

"Because I am Rabbit Ya, everyone calls me Little Rabbit." Saying that, Little Rabbit showed her pair of Rabbit Teeth, which looked very cute.

Chanel couldn't help laughing.

"My young mistress has a very pretty smile. I like to see her smile the most. That afternoon, when I saw you sitting in the yard, I thought you were a match made in heaven. You were so well matched... I couldn't help but take pictures!"

Xiaotu's eyes were full of longing for love, and soon, his eyes flashed sadly again:

"But, I didn't expect the young master to change his mind so quickly, to be so ruthless towards the young mistress..."

It was only then that Chanel remembered that Xiaotu was the servant who took pictures of them.

"Young mistress, don't be sad. I always believe that there is true love in this world. The young master treats you badly, maybe it's because he is not your true son..." Xiaotu comforted sincerely, "Will you still love me?" Meet the better one!"