revenge beauty wife please love me

49, the poppy that invades your bones and blood

Di Xinran didn't think too much, and quickly picked out a suit to put on, and then chose a small white lace dress. Looking at herself neatly dressed in the dressing mirror, she regained some sense of security.

She did not touch the leather shoes placed under the wardrobe. She knew very well how much these clothes, shoes, and leather bags were worth. She only took the clothes she urgently needed, and she did not want to touch the rest.

Even if she knew that these were prepared for her, she didn't want to touch them. He prepared bathrobes and clothes for her. What did he think of her? Is the golden house a hidden beauty?

She knew that she was sold to him, but she didn't want to make herself so embarrassed. Even having a penny relationship with him made her feel uncomfortable. At least in his heart, she didn't want to make herself so embarrassed. She knew that in his heart, she didn't want to make herself so embarrassed.

She could never be noble in front of him, but she was stubborn enough not to let herself be looked down upon.

Gong Xuechou stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, slowly smoking a cigar. He did a good job, didn't he? This time, even when he looked at her body, even when he was in contact with her skin, he no longer wanted her uncontrollably.

Well done Gong Xuechou. He said to himself. She is just a pawn of yours, a tool for your revenge. His dark eyes were deep and bottomless, but there was something hidden at the bottom of that depth that he didn't want to admit.

s things.

Di Xinran walked out of the room gently, because she didn't even have time to put on the slippers that he had just brought in. A pair of white jade-like feet stepped on the brown solid wood floor, making them look even whiter. Her toes were as long and as watery as onions.

Gong Xuechou turned around and saw this scene, his eyes instantly narrowed, "Why don't you wear shoes? Put on your shoes!"

His tone was not good. Di Xinran didn't know how she had offended him. But she still walked to the door obediently and put on her slippers.

She saw a Steinway piano at a glance in the oversized living room. This one was different from the one in the villa. That one was made of bleached ebony, while this one was completely jet black.

Di Xinran looked at the piano in bewilderment. He loved playing the piano so much. Why was there a piano placed everywhere?

"Do you like it?" A man's voice sounded beside him.

Di nodded happily, then quickly shook her head. What does his piano have to do with her, and why does she have the right to like it?

"If you like it, play it."

"No, I don't like it. It's time for me to leave." The last time he touched his piano, he almost didn't eat her. She didn't have the habit of humiliating herself, so it was too late to hide.

She wiped her head and left. Gong Xuechou grabbed her collar, but he didn't want to touch the hard tag. His brows sank, he took out the tag and dragged her towards the kitchen.

Di Xinran grabbed his hand and shouted, "What are you doing! Let me go!"

Gong Xuechou found the scissors from the kitchen without any explanation and cut off the tag with a wave of his hand.

Why was she keeping the tag? Was she going to return it again, or was she planning to return it to him? The more she tried to tell him clearly, the angrier he became.

"Girl, you and I cannot be separated by one piece of clothing. Since we are destined to be entangled, we don't need this piece of clothing."

They were indeed tied in knots that they couldn't figure out in this life, but the complexity and entanglement were far beyond his expectations at this time.

It was not until many years later that he understood that some desires cannot be transferred by human consciousness, such as love. Its coming and going will not be controlled by you.

Di Xinran was so angry that she didn't want him to force it on her. How could a few clothes buy her dignity?