Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 311 Loving you is the most regretful thing I have ever done in my life (4)

Feng Yueming took a deep look at her, then went upstairs, "If you want to talk, come to my room."

Mi Yao quickly asked cautiously, "What are you doing in your room?"

Feng Yueming stood on the stairs and stopped, he glanced back at her, then sneered, "You don't have to come."

He went straight into the room.

Mi Yao was so angry that she was about to vomit blood, this man had nothing to fear, she had no right to choose at all.

There was no other way, she lifted her feet and went upstairs.

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After entering the room, Mi Yao heard the sound of "crashing" water coming from the bathroom, and he was taking a bath in it.

She took a look at the room and felt a sense of strange familiarity. After all, she had lived here for a while. Thinking of the past, she pinched her nails into her palms. The past was over, and she wanted to look forward.

This man is not worth it at all.

At this time, the door of the bathroom opened, and Feng Yueming came out with a gust of cool air. He was wearing a black silk nightgown, and his short hair was lying wet on his forehead.

"Feng Shuai, can we talk now?"

"What are you in a hurry for? Are you scared, afraid that Jian Chen will know that you are in my room?" Feng Yueming sat on the side of the bed and glanced at her with her eyelids raised.

"Jian Chen is different from you. He has quality and connotation, and he won't just keep those dirty things in his head."

"Heh." Feng Yueming laughed lowly, "Mi Yao, are you trying to scold me?"

"If you are in the right seat, then there is nothing I can do."

Feng Yueming wasn't angry either, he found a cigarette from the bed cabinet and pinched it between the two fingers of his right hand, he went to touch the lighter again, but couldn't find it.

"The lighter is in the cabinet behind you, get it for me."

Mi Yao stood still, "I'm not a servant here."

"Then who are you? Isn't the maid's daughter also a servant? Or do you prefer to say that you are my... Qing people?" Feng Yueming smiled ruthlessly.

Mi Yao felt that her blood was congealed, but she didn't say anything, but turned around and went to the cabinet to get a lighter.

"Here you are." She handed the metal lighter to the man.

Feng Yueming didn't pick it up, "Light a cigarette for me."

It is tolerable, which is unbearable, Mi Yao felt that she was going to explode, she sneered, "Since Feng Shuai is not sincere, then forget it, I will go first!"

She turned away.

But her slender wrist was suddenly clasped by a big palm, and the man pulled hard, and she fell directly on his strong thigh.

He clasped the small jaw with two slender fingers, and he forced her to look at each other, "Mi Yao, I let you go? You treat me as Feng Shuai's mansion, come whenever you want, and leave whenever you want?"

Smelling his man's body odor which was clean and fresh with a touch of bath fragrance, Mi Yao's whole head was about to explode, and she struggled immediately, "Feng Shuai, please respect yourself and let me go first!"

"Now you're talking about self-respect with me, why didn't you tell me when you slept in my bed before? Or are you now talking about self-respect as Jian Chen's girlfriend?"

"Feng Yueming, what on earth are you trying to do? Are you happy to humiliate me like this? No matter what wrong things my mommy did before, she is still my mommy. If you want revenge, come at me, don't target me Daddy, my daddy is not in good health, he can't hold on!"

Feng Yueming's narrow eyes quickly seemed to spill ink, deep and dangerous, "Okay, let's talk about your mommy now, do you know what your mommy did before?"

　ps: Add another update today, [-] words will explode when it goes on shelves on Friday, girls, where are your cheers?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)