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

From the moment she entered, Su Shijie's eyes did not fall on her face, he casually picked up the napkin and spread it, and asked the servant to greet the dinner.

The hot quilt was served, and the steak, roast goose and other food were also carefully cut and arranged in different categories.

A servant opened a chair for Chanel, leaning against Su Shijie, where Wen Wanrou usually sat.

Chanel did not take a seat, but chose the farthest seat to sit down.

Su Shijie didn't say anything, just got up lightly, went to the bathroom, and when he came back, he pulled away from the seat beside Chanel.

Chanel wondered if he did it on purpose?

In short, after he sat beside her, she felt a little restless.

Besides, her right hand was injured when she hit the door, and the hand holding the chopsticks was shaking a little, but now that he was sitting next to her, her hand was shaking even more.

Simply put down the chopsticks and eat with a spoon.

This meal was extremely quiet.From the beginning to the end, Chanel's attention was on the meal, trying to ignore the people around her.

Fortunately, Su Shijie did not say or do strange things.

He was as usual, calm and cold, as if what happened in the morning had never happened.

Maybe he really can't remember anything, Chanel said to herself.

After eating, Chanel sat on the terrace to rest.

Usually after a meal, Chanel will rest for about half an hour, then wash up, go back to the small miscellaneous room to read a book, listen to music, and then go to bed.

And within half an hour, if Wen Wan and Su Shijie went to the second floor, she would go to the sofa in the living room; if they were on the sofa in the living room, she would go to the terrace;

Anyway, the meaning is obvious, Chanel will never stay in the same space as them.

It's rare that Wen Wanrou is not here today, Su's house is extremely quiet, without her delicate and noisy voice.

Su Shijie sat on the sofa as usual, savoring the tea the servant made for her.

And Chanel sat on the terrace as usual, watching the night outside...

The weather is really cold, and it will be November soon. There is no star or moon in the sky.

At this time, the sound of the patio door being pushed open made Chanel subconsciously look back, it was Aunt Li.

She held a medicine box in her hand and put it on the table next to Chanel.

"Young Mistress, don't worry about your hands. Master let me look at the injury for you."

hand?

Chanel thought of the wound on her hand bone, which she cut when she hammered the door hard.

It hurts to hold chopsticks while eating dinner.

"It's all right."

Thinking that it was Su Shijie's order to come, I felt angry, and refused to accept the bandage no matter how Aunt Li tried to persuade me.

Aunt Li had no choice but to go into the living room and report to Su Shijie.

After a while, the patio door opened again. Chanel thought it was Aunt Li again, and waved her hand: "I said that my hands are fine, and I can just apply some medicine myself in a while."

His wrist was grabbed in mid-air.

Chanel doesn't need to look back, she also knows who that person is——

With a wide and strong palm, her slender wrist, in his hand, seemed to break if it was slightly bent.

Chanel struggled to pull her hand away, but in vain.

Su Shijie grabbed her with one hand, and took the medicine with one hand to clean her wound...

Her hands were cold, the skin on the back of her hands was worn out, and because of the cold wind blowing for too long and not treating it in time, the wound was swollen very high.

Pain is inevitable. !!