Chapter 1667: The lowly heart storage container
Translator: 549690339
“Are you surprised to see me in one piece?
Ruan Mengmeng sat on the deck chair, her almond-shaped eyes raised slightly as she smiled at the drenched woman standing in front of the door.
Zhou Jiaojiao: ” you … How could you … How could you … How could you … How could you … How could you … How could you …
“What do you know, huh?” Ruan Mengmeng adjusted her sitting position and turned her body slightly to the side. She rested her chin on her hand and looked at her calmly.
“Yingluo, why are you living such a comfortable life? why didn’t young master mo lock you up?” Zhou Jiaojiao was indignant. She was deeply indignant.
There must be a mistake, there must be.
“Of course it’s because he doesn’t want to lock me up. Don’t you already know who we are? he and I are blood-related, so he can’t bear to treat me badly.”
Ruan Mengmeng’s beautiful almond-shaped eyes glowed with a charming luster under the sun.
His eyes flickered slightly, and he seemed to be smiling yet not smiling, making it hard to see.
no, that’s impossible … Young master mo captured you to make you give your heart to miss Jia ‘er. You’re just a lowly human heart container. How could he be good to you? ”
Zhou Jiaojiao screamed in anger. If she was not afraid of ruan Mengmeng’s ‘brute force’, she would have rushed up to ruan Mengmeng and torn her mouth apart.
She thought that by coming over, she could trample ruan Mengmeng under her feet and deeply humiliate her.
However, things did not go as she wished. Ruan Mengmeng, who was not cuffed up, was not someone she dared to approach easily.
However, Zhou Jiaojiao had an evil thought and was about to go downstairs to call a few of Zhou Zhengji’s guards to break ruan Mengmeng’s wrist.
She wanted to take revenge for being humiliated by ruan Mengmeng at the banquet at the presidential palace. A low and cold voice came from behind.
“What are you doing?
He did not know when Zhan mo had returned, when he had come up, or how much he had heard.
At that moment, he was standing at the corner of the second-floor corridor, his whole body shrouded in a layer of shadow.
“MO Qianqian, young master mo Qianqian.” Zhou Jiaojiao’s voice trembled when she saw Zhan mo.
She knew that it was a taboo for people to enter without permission in the war desert.
Zhou Jiaojiao’s back broke out in a cold sweat as she watched Zhan mo approach her with a cold expression.
She was afraid that Zhan mo would not like her because of this, and even more afraid that he would punish her severely.
Even Zhou Zhengji, who had been through a lot, felt that the methods young master mo used to punish people were cruel.
young master mo, come and see … Ruan Mengmeng, ruan Mengmeng isn’t drugged. She’s fine. I saw the window upstairs open when I was downstairs. I was afraid that she would escape, so I rushed up to Xuxu.
Before Zhou Jiaojiao could finish her sentence, she saw Zhan Mots expressionless face sink.
He quickly brushed past the drenched Zhou Jiaojiao and walked into the bedroom.
When Zhan mo saw that not only did ruan Mengmeng not run away, but she had even changed into a comfortable nightdress and was sitting obediently on the recliner, looking at him calmly.
His tightly furrowed brows could not help but relax.
It was good that he didn’t run away.
Fortunately,
young master mo, this b * tch! Zhou Jiaojiao saw that Zhan mo did not take any further action after seeing ruan Mengmeng and she hurriedly followed behind him to remind him.
“You can go back first.”
Zhan Mo’s tone was cold as he asked him to leave.
What?
In disbelief, Zhou Jiaojiao used her hands to push away the wet hair that was stuck to her forehead.
“Young master mo, but she just tidied up the basin.”
“I don’t want to say the same thing a second time,” Zhan Mo’s voice was low and cold, filled with an unapproachable chill.
Zhou Jiaojiao’s legs trembled from the low voice and she almost fell to the ground.
However, ruan Mengmeng’s weak voice was suddenly heard. “Wait, don’t let her go.”
[I’m sorry, there are only two chapters left now. When I finished writing old Wen and then wrote this book, I started to have a fever. Ran ran took a day off today and will continue tomorrow – I’ll try my best to read my abilities.. I can’t guarantee that I’ll be able to do two chapters a day, so I’ll try my best
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