Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 478 Su Jiu, You Should Like Me
Su Jiu ignored Rong Zheng, packed up the dishes, and went to the small kitchen alone.

After washing the dishes, she wandered alone in Rong Zheng's yard, but happened to find Rong Zheng's study.

The study is unguarded.

She pushed open the door, and the room was filled with the fragrance of books and ink.

The walls are covered with portraits, and in the portraits is the same dancing beauty.

One of them is the clearest. The beauty is wearing the costume of the Kingdom of Jin, spinning on a big drum. The flying skirt and her smiling eyebrows are extraordinarily glamorous and alluring.

Because the cuffs are short and narrow, she can be seen wearing a gold bracelet of stars and moons on her wrist.

Su Jiu suddenly remembered the painting that Rong Zheng drew for her in the Peach Blossom Forest.

She thought that the girl bending down and dancing under the peach blossom tree was her, but now it seems that all the girls in Rong Zheng's portraits are the girl from the Kingdom of Jin.

he to her,
Not even the slightest liking.

"What are you looking at?"

A weak and smooth male voice sounded from outside the threshold.

When Su Jiu turned his head, Rong Zheng was wearing a snow-white robe, leaning on the door frame with one hand, looking at him with a smile.

The wide silk sleeve slipped from his wrist, and Su Jiu saw that on his wrist, he was wearing the golden chain of stars and moons.

She said softly, "Young Master Rong's favorite is this Jin Guo beauty, right? Since you don't like me at all, why should you keep me in the mansion?"

Rong Zheng slowly took off the gold chain around his wrist.

He threw the gold chain outside, "I used to like her, but many years have passed, and the love of my youth has long since faded. Sister Su, I only have you in my heart. What about you, do you like me?"

Before Su Jiu could speak, the man approached with a smile, "Let me answer for you, you don't have me in your heart at all. On the day of your wedding, you were rejected by the Rong family. I saw it clearly from the tall building. Back at Duke’s Mansion, you never questioned me, never blamed me...because you don’t like it, so you don’t blame me, right?”

Su Jiu frowned lightly, and slowly backed away.

Rong Zheng approached her step by step, "Now that you have discovered these paintings, you know that I approached you to treat you as a substitute for other women, but your emotions are still very calm... because from the beginning to the end, you are absolutely Never liked me."

He cornered Su Jiu.

The girl lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Rong Zheng suddenly grabbed her wrist, "In the eyes of outsiders, your Su Jiu's sedan chair was rejected by the Rong family. They pity you and sympathize with you, but they don't know that it is me who should be sympathized! You want to use me Avoiding Xiao Tingchen, I am completely, from beginning to end, being used by you..."

In the end, his voice fell silent.

A man who has not recovered from a serious illness, but his strength is terrifying.

Holding Su Jiu's wrist tightly, like iron tongs, pinched her wrist bones to pieces!

The girl couldn't get away from him, and she didn't want to play with him anymore.

She said in a deep voice: "You and I are the same, there is nothing to settle this debt! But it is true that your Rong family framed my father, Rong Zheng, after all, you are the one who is sorry for me!"

Rong Zheng raised his eyebrows.

she,
Is this an admission that he was used?

The man she hides in her heart is Xiao Tingchen after all, right?
Rong Zheng didn't think he was inferior to Xiao Tingchen.

In terms of appearance, background, and talent, he completely surpassed that man.

He pushed Su Jiu against the corner of the wall, pinched her chin, his eyes were serious, "Su Jiu, you should like me."

Su Jiu didn't want to see his face.

She simply closed her eyes.

Rong Zheng's eyes became more hostile, he lowered his head and kissed her lips!
Su Jiu sensed something was wrong, opened his eyes, and suddenly slapped him across the face!

Rong Zheng covered his cheeks.

He stared at this new little prey condescendingly, his lips curled up, "Don't you like me?"

Su Jiu clenched his fists tightly and stared at him stubbornly.

Rong Zheng smiled warmly, stroked her long hair gently, "It's okay, I will make you like me."

After he left, the fan in the study was locked from the outside.

Su Jiu was wondering what he was going to do when suddenly a maid appeared outside the window holding a thick stack of letters.

In the silent courtyard, the maid began to read the contents of the letter with a crisp voice:
"See if you believe me: try out a new fragrance today, it smells like fresh rain from an empty mountain, very suitable for Mr. Rong..."

Su Jiu was stunned.

Those letters were written by her to Rong Zheng...

Now, when someone reads a sentence aloud, it sounds extremely embarrassing to her!
"To shut up!"

She was cold.

The maid remained expressionless and continued to chant aloud.

Su Jiu covered his ears, but he couldn't stop the voice at all.

The 63 letterheads were recited by five maids in turn, and the bits and pieces of the past echoed in Su Jiu's ears repeatedly.

She got under the desk, but still couldn't get rid of those voices.

From noon to dusk, the courtyard lights were lit.

The maids were eloquent and recited the epistle.

Su Jiu's mood was about to collapse, and even reciting Buddhist scriptures silently was of no avail.

The night is getting darker.

In Rong Zheng's courtyard, the sound of the maids reciting letters still echoed.

The man dressed in white snow was standing alone under the eaves, looking at the study with a blank expression.

The servant said softly, "My lord, what do you mean?"

Rong Zheng stroked his wide sleeve lightly, smiling gently, "This is the proof that she likes me. I will imprint these proofs in her mind one by one until she memorizes them all and memorizes them all."

The boy swallowed.

He felt that such a son was a bit scary.

When Dongfang appeared pale and full of sleep, he came to the study room refreshed.

He opened the fan and found Su Jiu under the desk.

The delicate and well-behaved girl curled up into a ball with a haggard look, which showed that she hadn't slept all night.

He caught her out and gently embraced her, "Sister Su, did you remember the letter you wrote to me?"

Su Jiu was in his arms, trembling all over.

She is not afraid of being beaten.

Because of the physical pain, I endured it and it passed.

But what Rong Zheng gave her was mental torture.

She looked up at the man in white, her moist and dark round pupils were full of fear.

"Why is sister Su's face so white? It's so distressing..."

Rong Zheng wiped her face pitifully.

Su Jiu's voice was hoarse, "You and Xiao Tingchen are actually quite alike."

"Where is it like?"

"Same pervert."

Rong Zheng stopped wiping her face.

After a long time, he said with a smile: "Sister Su loves to joke. I grew up reading sage books, how can I compare with that kind of cruel person? I gave you a whole night to think about it. Sister Su, have you thought about it before choosing Xiao Tingchen?" , or choose me?"

"On par with him..." Su Jiu smiled suddenly, "You deserve it too?"

Rong Zheng's smile froze instantly.

He let go of his hand, and stepped out of the study with a blank expression, "Continue reading."

The maidservants should be respectful.

Su Jiu sat on the ground blankly.

The voice of the maid reciting the letter was like a magic voice, pouring into her ears word by word, causing her unparalleled pain.

After all, she underestimated Rong Zheng.

(End of this chapter)