The Secret Pet of the Wealthy Family: The Little Stubborn Wife

Chapter 135 Let You Free (2)

"Don't even think about it!" Dongfang Tong suppressed the surging desire in her body. She stretched out her hand and pushed away the young master who was hugging her with all her strength: "Others say that the most poisonous woman's heart, I think you men are , I, Dongfang Tong, have no grievances or enmities with you, yet you are plotting against me like this!"

"No injustice, no enmity? What you said is really sweet." The young master was pushed away, got up and stood by the bed, looking at Dongfang Tong with a pair of cold eyes: "Because of your appearance, the entire Min family has lost its balance. As long as you As long as you live, the Min family will be destroyed by your hands sooner or later."

"Min Qi, you really think of me!" Dongfang Tong sneered, and gave the young master a bitter look, and finally his eyes fell on the second young master who had been lying on the bed without saying a word: "I'm dead!" , and won’t let you succeed.”

"If you want to die, you have to ask me first."

Before Min Qi finished speaking, Dongfang Tong quickly grabbed the dagger that the second young master cut his chest just now, but because of too much force and feeling uncomfortable all over, she took the dagger and rolled under the bed.

Holding the dagger, she grabbed the edge of the bed and slowly got up.

Her face was flushed because of the invasion of desire, and her hand holding the dagger trembled slightly because of anger.

"If you die now, the Snake Demon King will be buried with you. He has saved you several times. Do you really have the heart to ruin his ten thousand years of practice at your hands?" The young master's handsome face was very calm.

Dongfang Tong was stunned, she really didn't expect this, and she also didn't believe it.

The young master thought he saw her doubts, so he continued: "The Snake Demon King's consciousness is already in the same body as yours. You can separate if you destroy your consciousness, but he can't, unless he breaks away from your consciousness first, otherwise ...But he was seriously injured in order to save your primordial spirit, so he has no ability to break away from you now."

Dongfang Tong only felt sad in her heart, it turned out that she had been plotted step by step until now, but sadly she still thought that these young masters would become partners with her in the future.

Her innocence hurt herself once again.

"But in today's society, who wouldn't protect themselves first. If I were you, I would definitely commit suicide and find another body to be resurrected. Why should I care about others? There are not many ungrateful people like you, and no more than you." After the young master finished speaking, he smiled sinisterly.

The young master's laughter pierced Dongfang Tong's heart. In fact, she had thought about it just now, but after the young master said this, she felt that there was no way to give up the Snake Demon King so ruthlessly. Although he also used her, but after all Still saved her!
suicide?Or not to commit suicide?

Dongfang Tong hesitated.

"If possible, I hope you don't give up this body, just beg you..." The fourth young master's voice emerged in Dongfang Tong's mind.

Thinking of the fourth young master, her heart ached. At some point, she had fallen in love with that man, but she didn't know until the end that he was just a substitute.

Just when Dongfang Tong was in a dilemma, the door of the Second Young Master's room was slammed loudly.

"Brother, something happened..." came the urgent voice of the third young master Min Jue.

The young master's expression changed, he ignored Dongfang Tong, he waved his hand at the door, and the door opened automatically.

The third young master walked in quickly, did not pay attention to the strange atmosphere in the room, panted and said: "Brother, the old man is gone."

"When did you see me?" The young master frowned.

"Just ten minutes ago, it disappeared directly."

"Just disappeared?" The second young master finally spoke. His voice was a little hoarse, and he sat up slowly and with difficulty. The wound on his chest had healed at some point, without leaving even a trace.

(End of this chapter)