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

Chanel took a cigarette butt and approached Wen Wanrou step by step, Wen Wanrou was not afraid, but her eyes radiated a vicious light like a wolf: "I will not let you go!"

"Roll up her sleeves."

Immediately, a bodyguard rolled up the sleeve of Wen Wanrou's arm.

Chanel took two deep breaths, not knowing where to start.

Closing her eyes, she lowered her hand, and a hand suddenly folded on the back of her hand.

Chanel raised her head in surprise——

Mu Xicheng pressed Chanel's hand on Wen Wanrou's arm, and the hot red cigarette butts imprinted on the fair skin, giving off a burning smell.

What a coincidence, it was exactly where she was hot on Chanel's arm!

"Ah!" Wen Wanrou gritted her teeth and cried out in pain.

Chanel subconsciously let go of her hand, and Mu Xicheng took her place, pinched the cigarette butt and pressed it harder.

Chanel looked at Mu Xicheng, his handsome side face was still gentle and gentlemanly.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

Wen Wanrou howled and yelled, "Xia Xin'er, about the fact that you eloped with Mu Xicheng secretly, as long as I live, I will tell Jie what kind of woman you are..."

"Miss Wen, it seems that you haven't tasted the bitterness yet." Mu Xicheng said in a clear voice, "Continue."

The bodyguard took out a cigarette and lit it again...

"Women care most about their faces?" Mu Xicheng curled his lips and asked softly.

"No, that's enough!" Wen Wanrou widened her eyes in horror.

Chanel was also shocked, is this what Mu Xicheng said?

"Let me go, Ian, I beg you..." Wen Wanrou cried, "You didn't recognize Xia Xiner's true face, she already has a husband, and she seduced you...she also seduced other men ..."

"Shut up," the tenderness on Mu Xicheng's face completely disappeared, "You are not allowed to insult her."

"Muxi City!" Chanel couldn't bear to look at Wen Wanrou's arm, "My revenge is over, let her go."

"..."

"Hatred doesn't suit you," Chanel reached out to grab Mu Xicheng's hand, "This kind of behavior doesn't suit you at all."

She was full of guilt, as if she had ruined an archangel.

"Xia Nai. I will never forgive anyone who bullies you." Mu Xicheng said firmly, "Absolutely."

"..."

"If one day Jieta bullies you, tell me, I will do whatever it takes to get you back to my side."

Mu Xicheng's flirtatious face flashed past the severe pain, and soon settled down again, looking at her gently.

Chanel opened and closed her mouth a few times, trying to say something...

Mu Xicheng held her hand and raised it.

The loose cuffs slid down naturally, revealing her fair arms.

When I just took a shower, the Band-Aid was soaked in water and was not sticky enough, and some of the edges were curled.

Mu Xicheng gently tore off the Band-Aid, revealing the burn on her arm.

"It's her, isn't it?"

A broken light flashed across Chanel's eyes, and he discovered it!

Mu Xicheng's pupils were pitch black, full of pain!

He knew that Su Shijie only smoked cigars, and when he found Chanel's arm had a burn, he wondered where it came from.

Until just now, when Chanel wanted to do the same to Wen Wanrou, he suddenly woke up.

It is gentle.

"Xia Nai, for so many years, you are by my side, how many days will I feel sorry for the slightest cut? Huh?"

She was pricked by a rose thorn, and he ordered the gardener to remove all the thorns.