The next wife encounters a diamond man: forced to marry a wealthy family

Chapter 389 Maybe It’s Not Possible Anymore 1
Su Mitao rubbed the red hands held by him.

He didn't see a trace of pain passing quickly from the bottom of his eyes.

"If you're tired, take a good rest."

He said flatly, and opened the bedroom door for her.

"Wait a moment--"

Watching him turn to leave.

Su Mitao hurriedly called him to stop.

"Are there any other rooms?
There should be other spare rooms in the villa, right? "

She really didn't want to live in it.

She didn't want to listen to those disgusting whispers through a wall in the middle of the night.

"There won't be a next time.

You have a good rest. "

Chuchen glanced at her, then kept walking outside.

He actually saw through her mind.

Su Mitao had no choice but to go into the room.

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The familiar smell on the bed has been lingering on the tip of the nose.

Su Mitao still couldn't sleep well all night.

She got up very early.

Summer mornings are the coolest time.

She became interested and wanted to go for a walk in the garden.

By the way, bask in the mildew on your body.

Just after leaving the gate of the villa, I met Chuchen who had come back from Xiaobailou.

It turned out that he slept there last night.

He was sleepy and looked haggard.

Su Mitao didn't care about what happened to him.

She only explained her whereabouts to him lightly.

"I'm going for a walk in the garden."

"Wake up so early?"

He looked at her, and asked in a wrong way.

Not much speculation.

Su Mitao had nothing to say.

He just answered and walked to the garden.

Behind him, Chuchen pondered.

But he watched her for a long time.

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The garden of the villa is huge.

It is summer, and more flowers are blooming.

Su Mitao breathed in the rare fresh air.

The depressed mood was relieved a lot.

When I came, pots of brightly colored roses were placed under the bath of the morning sun.

When we got back, the sun was getting thicker.

Over there in the rose garden.

A girl struggled to carry pots of roses to the shade.

(End of this chapter)