Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

His narrow eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't care about her coldness. He had plenty of time to grind away her sharpness and sharpness step by step. He won't let her go because she is Lin Youxian's daughter? Perhaps, more, he can't tolerate her blooming in the arms of other men?

The car drove into the residential area where Qi Aozhi's apartment is located. Qi Aozhi park the car. He quickly opened the cab door and got out of the car. He walked around the front of the car and came to the front passenger seat. He opened the door for her, only to find that the woman in the car was still.

His beautiful eyebrows wrinkled impatiently. He reached out, grabbed her by the wrist and dragged the woman out of the car rudely.

He pulled the woman out of the car and quickly let go of her hand. She was unprepared, fell to the ground, the body fell to the ground, raw pain.

He came over, looked at her condescending, cold voice: "don't toast, don't drink."

After that, he turned around and went straight to the elevator, not worried that the woman behind would not follow him.

Lin Yiwan stands up slowly from the ground. She looks at the back of the man walking into the elevator. Then the door of the elevator closes slowly. Finally, the cold face disappears.

A self mocking smile floated on her lips. She was not qualified to say "no" to Ben in front of him. Otherwise, his father will be sent to prison. With his body like his father now, such tossing will undoubtedly put him to death. Now she, in addition to compromise, in addition to let Qi Aozhi arbitrary, what else can she do?

What he showed her today was only a few thin pages of paper, but it broke all her ideas and plans for the future. Even though she knew that the abyss was waiting for her now, she had to jump down.

Although it was such a winter, her hair was a little wet. She brushed her hair behind her head and walked step by step towards the elevator.

The elevator is going up very fast. It will arrive soon. Lin Yiwan got off the elevator. This floor is the top floor of the building. Qi Aozhi is the only one.

She went to the door and rang the bell, but there was no response. She knew that Qi Aozhi had been waiting for him. He just wanted her to use the key he gave her.

The key was still in her hand. She wondered why she didn't get rid of the shame.

Her hand is a little stiff. She holds the key in her hand. When she inserts it into the lock hole on the door, she has not inserted it several times. Finally, the key inserted, gently twist, the door will open.

When she entered the room, she saw that he had taken off his coat and only wore a beige sweater with a high collar, which set off his whole temperament even more.

When he saw her entering the door, he raised a satisfied smile on his lips. He approached her: "yes, you will be the hostess of this room in the future. But only in this room. Isn't there a saying called Jinwucangjiao? This is the golden house I built for you, OK? How do you feel? "

His words reverberated in her ears. She was his charming girl in the golden house. How ironic. In the past years, she always thought that she would be his favorite wife.

He took the key from her hand and carefully put it into her pocket. He patted her face and said with a faint smile: "after that, he would cook, wash clothes and serve me here every day. Do you understand? "