False love of rich sadomasochism

Chapter 32
While she was in a daze, Han Junling sneaked into the room from the open door, still in the image of a cynical swinger, pouted and said with some dissatisfaction: "You are really cruel, I think you haven't eaten all night , I was worried that you would be starving, so I went to the kitchen to make you fried rice with eggs, but you just let me stand outside the door, and didn't even give me a chance to enter!"

"You said, egg fried rice is made for me?" Smelling the delicious smell, Mo Xiaozhu admitted that her taste buds were indeed seduced, but suddenly remembered that in the hall just now, she saw Han Junling and Yan Anni hugging each other In the scene, she could not help but suggest with some worry:
"Actually, I'm really not hungry. It doesn't matter if I don't eat. The egg fried rice you made looks very beautiful. Why don't you take this opportunity to give it to the second lady? I think if she sees this unique surprise, she must Will be very happy."

"Why do you mention her when you are so good? You ate so much tonight, how can you still eat fried rice with eggs?" Said, Han Junling directly handed her the chopsticks, as if he was bound to watch her eat them all, and then A firm look that will leave.

Mo Xiaozhu seemed a little embarrassed. To be honest, her stomach was indeed so empty that she needed nourishment, but it was Yan Anni's fiancé who brought her this nourishment. It was so late now. If they stayed alone If others know about what happened together, then not only Yan Anxun will be furious, but even Yan Anni will be suspicious together, right?
Frowning hard, she looked at Han Junling, and finally compromised: "Okay, I promise you will eat this egg fried rice, but can you go out of my room first? I don't want others to misunderstand, Although we are all innocent."

"If that's the case, what are you afraid of?" Every time Han Junling saw her, he felt heartbroken. He stretched out his hand to gently cover her hand, and said in an uncommonly gentle tone, "An Xun doesn't have you in his heart." , even if I don’t need to remind you, you must have noticed it a long time ago, so why do you hang yourself on this tree? Have you ever thought that you might feel distressed if you do this?”

His body temperature is the first time Mo Xiaozhu felt the warmth in Yan's villa, just like when he met for the first time, he accurately judged that she was injured in Lin Wanjin's room, and avoided everyone's eyes , sneaked to the attic to help her heal.

She also admitted that he only appeared careless and dissolute on the surface, but in fact he was a very dependable man. That night she called him for help late at night. She had warned herself more than once to keep an absolutely safe distance from him, even if it wasn't for her own innocence, it was because Yan Anni had helped her many times.

She withdrew her hand as if getting an electric shock, not looking at the disappointment in his eyes, lowered her voice, and warned, "If Doctor Han, you came to me tonight just to say such things, then I advise you It's better for you to leave my room quickly and bring the egg fried rice you made, I don't think it suits my appetite."

She had to do her best to make her words more painful. Perhaps only in this way could he wake up and know how to cherish Yan Anni's goodness, instead of hurting Yan Anni like Yan Anxun hurt himself again and again.

"I'm kind to you, you really don't feel it at all?" Han Junling still asked patiently: "You know my words are not malicious at all, I am just worried that you are not doing well here, how did Yan Anxun humiliate you , anyone with eyes can see it tonight!"

"Even so! I'm still An Xun's wife! And you, his best friend, are you willing to betray him for a woman?" Mo Xiaozhu stayed away from him calmly, she was very nervous now. Weak, weak really want to find a shoulder to lean on.

Just like what Han Junling said, Yan Anxun brought Mu Qianzi here tonight for a very clear purpose, to humiliate her, seeing her embarrassed face, it is true that she is obsessed with him, but he repeatedly Her true feelings trampled on the ground, trampled on ruthlessly, how could this not make her sad?

However, in complete contrast to him, Han Junling is gentle and considerate. He helps her desperately, takes care of her, and even moves into Yan's villa to protect her. He treats her well. She is not blind. Come out, however, they are absolutely impossible!
"I never thought I could get you. I just want to gain a chance to stay by your side." While speaking, Han Junling showed a wry smile on his bohemian face.

Mo Xiaozhu wanted to say something else, but before she could say it, she heard a piercing scream coming from the hall downstairs, which seemed extraordinarily weird in this quiet night.

"Stay here, I'll go downstairs and have a look." Han Junling said this, he didn't want Mo Xiaozhu to be involved in danger, even if it was just a little bit.

"Yeah." She seldom obeyed like this, but the screaming downstairs really scared her, and she had some bad premonition in her heart, but seeing Han Junling leave, she really didn't have the courage to call him back.

Obviously, the two of them were not the only ones who were frightened by the screams. The hall was soon surrounded by daylight-like lights, and even the guards patrolling outside rushed in after hearing the sound In an instant, Yan's villa became a mess.

She paced back and forth in the room, feeling as if someone was spying on her in the whole room, and her every move was within the scope of the other party's surveillance, and there was a gloomy and cold feeling of terror on her back, and her hands hanging on both sides of her body were tight. He clenched his fists, trying to control this indescribable feeling, trembling.

But at this moment, the door of her room was suddenly opened with great force. Without knocking on the door in advance, let alone adding any respectful address, she was forcefully dragged out of the room by two men dressed as guards.

When she arrived at the hall downstairs, she saw a bloody woman lying on her stomach in the middle of the hall. Her expensive silk pajamas were in tatters and her hair was scattered in front of her forehead. She suddenly widened her eyes. In other words, what was in front of her was Mu Qianzi, who was still domineering at the dining table and targeting her everywhere.

"Secretary Mu Qianzi, you seem to be injured!"

As she spoke, she subconsciously wanted to check on Mu Qianzi's injuries, but after hearing her voice, Mu Qianzi just kept stepping back, chanting and repeating: "Don't, don't come here, I know I was wrong, please stop torturing me, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Looking at Mu Qianzi's current state, she seems to have lost consciousness. All the words she said now seem to be dreams, and there is no trace at all.

"How long do you want to act!" Yan Anxun asked indifferently from behind.

acting?Mo Xiaozhu was a little confused. She was just brought to the scene by the guards. After seeing Mu Qianzi's injury, she wanted to check her injury and help bandage her. What is acting?
However, no one believed the doubts on her face at this time. Everyone, including Yan Anni and Mary, was looking at her with suspicious eyes. She clearly felt that those sharp eyes seemed to melt into a The sharp sword kept piercing her blood dripping heart.

"What happened? Can anyone tell me?" She looked at Han Junling, and saw some embarrassment on his face.

But compared to Yan Anxun, Han Junling chose to trust her. He tried his best to sound gentle, and explained slowly: "According to the guard, Secretary Mu Qianzi was found in the attic. Horrible things, not only covered in blood, but also blurred consciousness, just kept mumbling about you, about you..."

"What are you talking about?" Mo Xiaozhu was even more confused. She had never seen Mu Qianzi since she left the restaurant, and she didn't know how she would encounter any danger.The guards of Yan's villa have been constantly patrolling, and it is impossible to give those bad guys a chance. Who hurt her?

Before Han Junling could reply, Yan Anxun suddenly stepped forward and pushed Mo Xiaozhu to the ground, his hawk eyes burst into a piercing cold light, "Need I remind you one by one? Mu Qianzi personally said that you scratched her with a knife, You even pushed her down from upstairs, you still don't admit it?"

"I didn't! Secretary Mu Qianzi and I just met today, why did you hurt her?" She tried to make her thinking clearer, Mu Qianzi's injury was clearly confirmed on the skin, blood I won't lie, it means that she really encountered inhuman treatment after dinner, but why did she insist that the person who tortured her was herself?

Seeing that she still resolutely refused to admit her mistake, Yan Anxun couldn't help but angered Yan Anxun even more. He asked in an indifferent voice: "You still dare not admit it now? You are jealous of Mu Qianzi's closeness to me, and that she used to be in the I laughed at you at the dinner table, you held a grudge, so you first went to Wan Jin's room and stole her most precious hairpin, framed it on Mu Qianzi, and then tricked her upstairs to be tortured, didn't you!"

What a cruel question?She seems to have no chance to explain at all. All the mistakes that others believe belong to her. Even if she refuses to admit it, the final result is still the same!
She clenched her fists tightly, looking at those indifferent eagle eyes, she shot back: "An Xun, you kept saying that I stole the hairpin, blamed Secretary Mu Qianzi on it, and that I hurt her. It’s just your guess, do you have substantive evidence?”

"Evidence? Since you're so stubborn, I'll make you lose!"

After finishing speaking, he motioned for two guards to come forward, and saw that they were holding the slippers that Mo Xiaozhu usually wore and a sharp knife with blood in their hands, and said firmly, "Mr. Yan, we have followed your He ordered to compare the shoe prints with the shoe prints in the neighboring Miss Wanjin's room. The result of the comparison showed that this pair of shoes entered the room. In addition, this sharp knife was taken from the room when Miss Mo Xiaozhu was brought out of the room just now. Found under her bed, these blood stains should belong to Secretary Mu Qianzi."

"Yeah." Yan Anxun agreed indifferently, and threw the slippers and the sharp knife in front of Mo Xiaozhu, snorting coldly: "The evidence you want is already in front of you, do you still have an excuse to argue now?"

"These slippers?" Mo Xiaozhu will not admit it wrong, the slippers indeed belong to her, but these slippers have been neatly placed in the room, how could there be footprints appearing on the floor of Lin Wanjin's room inexplicably ?There is also a sharp knife, she has never even used a fruit knife, how could she touch such a sharp knife casually?

(End of this chapter)