Flash Marriage Game: The First Lady of the Wealthy

"If it really doesn't affect you, why are you so angry...Su Mochen...you...you can't beat him."

"To shut up!"

His expression was ferocious and terrifying, with bulging veins on his forehead, and bloodthirsty eyes fixed on her eyes, "If you still imagine that he will come to save you, I advise you to stop thinking about it as soon as possible."

"It doesn't matter whether he saves me or not, I see... see you like this... I'm very happy."

"you..."

He withdrew his hand, and the raised palm almost fell on her face, but he stopped it abruptly, and said with a sneer, "Whoever loses wins, it's too early to say, Xiao Cai'er, Even if I lose everything, as long as you are still in my hands, I will be the biggest winner."

This time, he didn't stay for long and left soon.

In the following period of time, I didn't look at her every day, basically every other day.

Every time she came, her complexion became uglier, and Tong Caiwei's mood became better.

She knew that Ye Fan must have used some method, and Su Mochen obviously lost to him, and he lost more and more.

She could feel that his mood was getting worse and worse.

Sometimes when it came, I just stood by the bed and looked at her coldly without saying a word.

Hesitation and struggle gradually appeared in his eyes.

The little hope in Tong Caiwei's heart is gradually expanding. .

Su Mochen had already started to waver, and Ye Fan forced him to waver. . .

Perhaps, within a few days, he will not be able to persist and will let her go.

Because she saw hope, this period was the happiest few days since she was locked in the basement.

She ate cleanly the meals delivered every day.

Su Mochen must have seen through her mind, his eyes fell on the empty bowl, very gloomy.

Even so, he will still send three meals a day on time every day, and because her appetite has improved a lot, the meals delivered are more abundant than before.

The food was delivered by a woman in her 50s.

She always looked expressionless, and every time she put the food on the table, she left silently like a ghost.

She never said a word to Tong Caiwei.

Even if Tong Caiwei took the initiative to speak, she just looked at her and didn't speak.

Tong Caiwei always thought she was dumb.

When she was first locked in the basement, she begged this woman to inform her, or let her go.

but. .

If she could be easily persuaded by him, Su Mochen would not have sent her here.

So after a few tries, she gave up.

At some point, there was a sound of unlocking the door. She turned her head and saw a woman walking in with a basket.

She cleaned up Table Mountain before putting the prepared meals on it.

Su Mochen remembers her preferences, so the daily meals are what she usually likes to eat.

She glanced at the table and saw braised pork knuckles.

This dish is her favorite.

But today I don't know why, just looking at her makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

The aroma of the food floated into her nose, filled with a fishy smell.

The uncomfortable feeling became even stronger.

She frowned, endured the discomfort in her heart and said, "Did you cook fish today?"

The woman turned to look at her and nodded.

"Take it away. If I don't eat it, it will make me feel uncomfortable."