The Evil Wife of the Rebirth of the Shang Family

Chapter 44 Follow Me
Wen Jingrong is taller than Meng Shuixin, because of the difference in height, Meng Shuixin obviously pushed Wen Jingrong against the cabinet door, but it felt a bit like throwing herself into the arms of a young man.

"Why did you come to the villa? Don't you have something to do?" Meng Shuixin's voice was a little hoarse because he just woke up, so this sentence has no deterrent effect.

"Student Meng Shuixin, can you swallow so much jasper and glass at once, can your body handle it?" Wen Jingrong asked lightly, looking at Meng Shuixin's pale face.

"I ask you, why did you appear there?" Meng Shuixin repeated.

"Student Meng Shuixin, I have the same purpose as you for the time being. If something happens to you, I will have a headache..." Wen Jingrong shifted his position, allowing the girl to support her in a more comfortable position.

Wen Jingrong's cooperative action made Meng Shuixin's subordinates relax: "What purpose?"

"Department." Wen Jingrong said lightly.

"Department..." Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong with dark eyes, his body hadn't recovered yet, and in addition to the tossing and tossing, his body was a little exhausted.

Meng Shuixin's body was unable to slide down, but the young man wrapped his arms around his waist.

"Student Meng Shuixin, you are really capricious..." Wen Jingrong shook his head helplessly, and with all his strength, he hugged Meng Shuixin horizontally, walked into the bedroom, and put the girl on the bed.

The boy's short hair brushed against his ears, and Meng Shuixin moved his face away awkwardly: "Wen Jingrong, Huang Zehe..."

"Student Meng Shuixin, you finally remembered that you disabled him..." Wen Jingrong covered Meng Shuixin with the quilt and shrugged helplessly.

"That……"

"Master..." At this time, Wen Shi, a young boy who had met Meng Shuixin a few times, knocked on the door, interrupting their conversation, "Second Master is here."

Wen Jingrong nodded: "Wen Shi will take care of you here, I'll talk about anything when I come back..."

Meng Shuixin grabbed Wen Jingrong's clothes: "Where are you going?"

Seeing Meng Shuixin's cold face, Wen Jingrong smiled instead: "Student Meng Shuixin, are you afraid that I will betray you?"

"Yes, you'd better sell me to be the chief's wife..." Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong's inscrutable smile, was suddenly taken aback, withdrew his hand, and said proudly.

"I'll try my best..." Wen Jingrong left with a smile.

Meng Shuixin rested for a while, got up and opened the door, Wen Shi was standing there, seeing his expression was very bad.

"Why are you going? The young master asked me to watch you!" Wen Shi said, blocking Meng Shuixin's way.

"Really?" Meng Shui put his hand on Wen Shi's shoulder, "How did I hear that he asked you to take care of me?"

Wen Shi saw the girl in pajamas getting so close to him, his face turned red, and he took two steps back.

Meng Shuixin pushed him away, who would have expected Wen Shi to come up to him persistently.

Meng Shuixin's expression darkened: "Why, Wen Jingrong is trying to imprison me?"

"Who said, my young master rushed back from Country M overnight for you, don't be ignorant!" Wen Shi said angrily.

"Oh? Country M?" Meng Shuixin ignored the previous night and only focused on Country M. Did Wen Jingrong go abroad?

Country M...

The Tang family...

How much does Wen Jingrong know about this matter?

"Don't worry, I'm not leaving, I'm just going to the balcony to get some air..." Meng Shuixin smiled and walked around Wen Shi.

Wen Shi covered his mouth with both hands, as if he knew he was talking too much, and he no longer stopped Meng Shuixin.

The balcony is half the size of the living room, surrounded by lush plant stands, full of spring, and next to it is a bird's nest-shaped hanging chair, with two magazines randomly thrown inside.

Meng Shuixin looked out, and there was a well-arranged garden outside. Looking down from a height, the garden was pruned into clusters of small flower buds, and the edge could not be seen at a glance.

"This is the Wen family?" Meng Shuixin picked up the magazine on the chair and flipped through it.

Wen Shi covered his mouth tightly with both hands, faltering, and refused to say a word.

Meng Shui couldn't help laughing, how could such a cunning Wen Jingrong have such a cute servant?
"Why don't you send me back to Meng's house?" Meng Shuixin looked at the scenery outside and imagined Wen Jingrong's mood standing here.

"Hmph! Do you think the young master doesn't want to send you back? It's because you have been holding on to the young master's hand, and our young master's innocence has been tarnished by you!" When this topic was brought up, Wen Shi, who had been silent until now, suddenly I became angry again.

Meng Shuixin suddenly grabbed Wen Shi's neck and said, "You should know that I'm not your young master, and I won't allow you to speak like this..."

"Wen Shi, you're talking too much..." Wen Jingrong stood at the door at some point, looking at Wen Shi, with an imperceptible chill in his eyes.

"Beauty, if I kill him, will you let me pay for it?" Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong's eyebrows and smiled charmingly.

Wen Jingrong came over, ignoring that the girl was kidnapping her little servant, and took a thin blanket from the sofa, and wrapped it around the thinly dressed Meng Shuixin: "Student Meng Shuixin, it's windy here, it's not good to be sick .”

It seemed that he had practiced the act of wrapping himself in a blanket thousands of times, and Meng Shui let go of his hands.

"Master..." Wen Shi whispered, with a little resentment.

"Go out and prepare the car, I'll come here." Wen Jingrong took Meng Shuixin's hands away from Wen Shi's neck, and wrapped them together in the blanket.

Wen Shi left with his head down.

But because he was too proficient, Meng Shuixin didn't feel the young man's intentions at all with his obviously warm movements.

You can't see through it, you can't understand it, even if this young man can pamper you to heaven one second, who said he won't drag you down to the boundless hell the next second?
"Student Meng Shuixin, I know, you won't kill him." Wen Jingrong wrapped Meng Shuixin up and gently pushed him onto the recliner, "What brand of clothes does Meng Shuixin like?"

Meng Shuixin watched Wen Jingrong's movements in silence.

The young man opened the closet. The position of the closet was ingenious, and the clothes inside could be clearly seen from Meng Shuixin's perspective.

There was a closet full of clothes, each piece was designed by a famous designer, but Meng Shuixin found that most of them were designed by Zhang Yi.

"That one..." Meng Shuixin pointed to a red dress, "Are you familiar with Zhang Yi?"

Wen Jingrong took off the clothes and handed them to Meng Shuixin: "Change first."

There was a door between the two of them. Meng Shuixin was leaning against the door with her skirt in her hand. The sound insulation effect of the door was not good.

Meng Shuixin could hear Wen Jingrong flipping through the newspaper in an orderly manner.

She took the skirt and walked to the mirror. The skirt fit her just right, as if it was tailor-made.

Looking at himself in the mirror, and then at a cabinet of clothes, Meng Shuixin suddenly realized something.

(End of this chapter)