My villain's style is wrong [Quickly wear]

Chapter 82 The Child's Father Is the President (24)

 Xia Yanran is still innocent and well-behaved, wearing a pink knee-length dress, her hair is softly attached to the sides of her white cheeks, her dimples are sweet, as if the girl sitting on the opposite sofa is not Rivals in love are girlfriends.

Well, can you pretend it well?

"Thank you." She thanked Jian Meng for the cup of tea, and frowned slightly, "Miss Jiang, what can I do if you invite me over? Ah, do you want me to help you talk in front of my aunt? Good thing? Auntie is very stubborn. I have never seen anyone she hates so much. "

Want to use Mrs. Zhou to beat her?

She is not the original owner who wants to repay her gratitude and easily feel inferior.

Jian Meng said calmly: "It's a coincidence, I don't like her very much."

Xia Yanran was obviously a little surprised, and then smiled and said: "Miss Jiang is really joking, don't you love your brother? Otherwise, how can you say that you hate him? What mother said? If he heard..."

"What if he heard?" Jian Meng took her, "Anyway, since he is willing to break with Madam Zhou for me, isn't it obvious where he is standing?"

Xia Yanran forced a smile: "Miss Jiang, you don't want to make your brother embarrassed. He has always been filial. He must be uncomfortable in his heart for you and auntie to fall out."

"Uncomfortable is uncomfortable." Jian Meng laughed. The deputy

looked favorably and proudly, "I'm happy." Xia Yanran stared at her, the smile on her face gradually faded, her voice couldn't hold back, and she became cold: "A person like you is not worthy of him at all. Love."

Jian Meng: "It's really no way, he just likes me like this."

Xia Yanran: "My brother is just a momentary fascination. When he sees your true face, he will kick you away."

"...this I'm afraid it can't be what you want." Jian Meng slowly put the marriage certificate on the table.

Xia Yanran's breathing suddenly stopped, her face pale.

"What is this?"

"You know what it is."

"No, it's impossible."

Xia Yanran was in a trance and excitement of "He can't marry a pariah like you", waiting to see the marriage certificate clearly. After the photo and name, she just sat there and didn't move, with her head lowered, her hair blocked her expression, and her whole body revealed a sense of depression.

Poorly look.

It really... makes her look like a vicious female partner.

Jianmeng coughed and was about to persuade her to say something like where there is no fragrant grass in the end of the world, but she suddenly raised her head, and said with erratic eyes: "How do you feel about marrying your brother?"

It is conceivable that if she says that she has no feelings, the little girl will definitely blow up her hair to blacken. For the sweetheart who is so fond of her, she should cherish her no matter what she means.

Therefore, Jian Meng replied very seriously: "It's the feeling of happiness floating in the clouds."

Xia Yanran looked at her thoughtfully: "Oh, clear, your purpose is to not pester my brother, right?"

Jian Meng: "Yes."

"Since you are already married." Xia Yanran said coldly, "What else can I do? Turn around."

Jian Meng: "...?"

Xia Yanran's eyes were red and her nose was red. It was flushed, and he looked like he couldn't help crying.

"Don't look at me!" she yelled, as if angrily.

Jian Meng stared at her for a while, and seemed to really consider her face, and turned away from her.

Then, after a moment of silence, a fruit knife pressed against her neck from behind, and her cold voice was in her ear: "What about you married? His bride is destined to be me."

Jian Meng sighed helplessly. Tone.

From the fact that the system didn't prompt to complete the task, she had already guessed that Xia Yanran must have other actions, and she had no other way other than scheming.

Probably, only if she tried her own hard work, she would understand that feelings can't come.

...

Xia Yanran made a call with Jian Meng's cell phone.

"Tangtang? What's the matter?"

His voice could be so gentle.

Xia Yanran's hand holding the phone tightly: "Brother, it's me."

Look, as soon as he heard it was her, he became so indifferent, and the disgust in his tone could hardly be concealed.

"Xia Yanran! What about Tangtang? What did you do to her?"

Xia Yanran smiled softly: "Don't worry, you can still see her... the living one within half an hour."

After speaking, she snapped off. No need to keep listening to the phone, she could also imagine how much he wanted to strangle her at the moment.

In fact, Xia Yanran saw him in the living room without waiting for half an hour.

"Xia Yanran!" He looked angrily about to ask the teacher.

After he spoke, she stretched out her hand to cover his lips, and in his disgusting, sharp eyes, she smiled as bright as a flower: "You are so terrifying! Do you want to pinch my neck to force me? Did I let her go? Women's jealousy is very terrible..." Her expression was cold, "If I don't want to let her go, then it's useless if you kill me, so you better be gentle with me. Some."

Zhou Zhiyuan stared at her: "Where is Tangtang?"

"Tangtang! Tangtang!" Xia Yanran said loudly as if excited, "Is there nothing else we can talk about besides her?"

Zhou Zhiyuan did not speak.

Xia Yanran stared at him for a long while, as if she had been defeated: "Well, you can talk to her if you want, you know, I always have nothing to do with you."

Zhou Zhiyuan: "I want to see She."

Xia Yanran laughed, mockingly: "Yes, but why should I let you see her? The person who knows you first is me, and the person who knows you best is also me, and the person who suits you best is me. "

Zhou Zhiyuan frowned and looked at her. After a while, he said: "But the person I love is her."

Xia Yanran's expression was gloomy, and she sneered and said, "Really? Then...what can you do for her? How far is it?"

Zhou Zhiyuan: "I can do whatever you want, let her go."

Xia Yanran said quickly, "Marry me."

Zhou Zhiyuan refused without hesitation: "Impossible."

Xia Yanran Her eyes fell cold: "If I kill her..."

Zhou Zhiyuan: "I'll die with her."

Xia Yanran was startled, her eyes looked at him in disbelief, anger and sadness: "You are willing to go for her. Death? What about me? What's wrong with me?"

Zhou Zhiyuan said lightly, "You are not good

anywhere ." Xia Yanran: "You finally tell the truth, you just look down on me, hate me, and despise me!"

Zhou Zhiyuan Seeing that she didn't speak, and forbearance, she still didn't tell her. In his eyes, she didn't have any sense of existence at all. At best, she was a pronoun of trouble. Who would have the spare time to look down on her.

Xia Yanran took his silence as a default. No matter how humble, she still has self-esteem. She knows that she loves face. Moreover, she has a sense of superiority that exceeds that of ordinary people. She was angry and hated for a while and gritted her teeth and said, "Okay! You are not." It's rare for me to be the only man in this world!"

Zhou Zhiyuan didn't make any comments about this, and he said: "She is..."

Xia Yanran looked at him with a somewhat self-deprecating smile. She was really in vain to make herself so humble and ugly, but he still missed other women.

She wiped away the tears that were about to overflow from the corner of her eyes, and said calmly: "If you want to see her, kneel down and beg me. If I'm happy, let her go."

Why is she alone as humble as dust?

Anyway, I can't get him anyway, so let the proud and outstanding prince who has always been so arrogant and outstanding from childhood to crawl under her feet, how shame, struggle, and pain he will have in his heart, think about it... it's really... refreshing Woolen cloth!

But what made her sense of accomplishment was that he did not hesitate to kneel down and looked at her calmly and said, "Then, what do you want me to do?"

"..." Xia Yanran looked at him in shock, "How can you say kneel and kneel?"

Zhou Zhiyuan frowned: "You didn't want me to kneel? You want to go back?"

Xia Yanran only felt a little disillusioned: "Where is your arrogance? Your self-esteem What? What about your face?"

Zhou Zhiyuan was serious: "Feed the dog."

She didn't hear his obvious scolding, but she said loudly, "Do you still have any shame." Heart? That arrogant brother once would not kneel for any woman!"

Facing her excitement, Zhou Zhiyuan just said two words calmly: "Really?"

Xia Yanran: "You have changed! The elder brother I like will never lose his dignity and pride! How can you do this! I will never see you again!"

She grabbed the bag on the sofa and wanted to run away crying, Zhou Zhiyuan was busy She grabbed her wrist and just said the word "Tang...", she already pointed in the direction of the bedroom unbearably: "There! She's there!"

......

Jian Meng was tied up with her hands and feet and threw it into the dark closet, and became a nonexistent crowd eating melons. This God unfolding is almost going to scare her melons away, okay?

Just as Xia Yanran left, she heard the reminder that the mission was completed.

She was mentally prepared to shed blood and sacrifice, but she didn't expect...the matter would be so lightly...is it over?

It can only be said... Zhou Zhiyuan has an unusual talent for how to get rid of a woman.

Look, how much Xia Yanran avoided him when she left? Where is the energy that had previously wished to stick to him?

She couldn't help but think of the woman who had torn the check to pieces when he first met, and couldn't help but smile.

At this moment, the door of the wardrobe was opened, and fresh air and bright light poured in. Before she could raise her head, she was already hugged by the other party.

"Fortunately, you are okay." In the

light, shining sunlight, his deep eyes also melt into the light, which is very beautiful.

He took her out of the closet, untied the rope for her, looked at her red wrist, he rubbed it distressedly: "Does it hurt?"

Jian Meng shook her head.

He pulled her into his arms: "You won't be in danger again in the future." The

task has been completed, and she should leave. Jian Meng's mood is a bit complicated, she pushes him away, and speaks indifferently. "You stay away from me, I won't be in any danger."

Zhou Zhiyuan was startled: "Are you angry with me?"

Jian Meng: "I'm not angry, I'm just tired, I don't like you, fuck Why are you in danger because of you? Just forget it this time, and I hope you don't approach me again in the future."

Zhou Zhiyuan's expression stiffened: "Tangtang, even if it is angry, this kind of remarks..."

Jian Moe interrupted him: "It's not angry, I know what I'm talking about."

She didn't even look at him, she just wanted to go outside.

At this moment, Zhou Zhiyuan suddenly rushed over and grabbed her wrist: "I'm not allowed! Come and leave if you want, what do you think of me? Don't you remember it, wherever you go, you You have to take me!"

"You let me go!" Jian Meng's wrist was pinched very painfully.

While struggling, a red book fell on the ground with a "click".

Zhou Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, released her, bent over to pick it up, but suddenly heard Jian Meng's eager voice: "Don't open it!"

But-he had already opened it.

Zhou Zhiyuan looked at the two people on the marriage certificate with a hard expression: "I... amnesia?"

Jian Meng wanted to die: "..."

Zhou Zhiyuan slowly raised his head and looked at her with a smile but a smile. "Otherwise... Why don't I remember when we got the certificate?"

Jian Meng: "...I can explain it."

Zhou Zhiyuan muttered, "No wonder Xia Yanran suddenly went crazy. So you used this to stimulate her on purpose? "

Jane Meng almost choked on her saliva: "...No, I just want to help you get rid of people you don't like. Don't you say that we are friends? It's normal for friends to help out. Well."

In his meaningful sight, her voice became less and less emboldened.

Zhou Zhiyuan smiled: "Oh, I thought you couldn't wait to marry me."

Jian Meng's eyes widened: "I don't have one!"

Zhou Zhiyuan touched her head, and said, "Well, you No, I have."

Jian Meng: "..."

He didn't believe it at all.