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Chapter 2: There is plenty of time to play slowly

Young Master Song is a man of great wealth and power, and he is known for his murderous tendencies. He is not someone who is easy to talk to.

Wen Ruoci knew it very well from the beginning.

But even though she knew it clearly, she still couldn't help being disappointed.

After coming out of Song Chao's private room and walking in the corridor, I was accidentally bumped into by someone when passing a corner. I was wearing high heels and didn't check for a moment, so I stumbled and fell to the ground.

The other party said impatiently, "Don't you have eyes? You bumped into me."

When Wen Ruoci raised his face and looked at her with those whirlpool-like eyes, she was stunned. After a three-second pause, she spoke sarcastically,
"Oh, who was it? It turns out to be Mrs. He."

The affair between Wen Ruoci and He Ci was no secret. Although they all knew that Wen Ruoci was He Ci's wife, everyone knew that the person He Shao hated the most was Wen Ruoci.

After she finished speaking, she looked at He Ci who was standing beside her and said, "Mr. He, it turns out that your wife is also in this villa."

He Ci looked at Wen Ruoci who fell to the ground with an expressionless face, his fingers turning the ring on his left ring finger intentionally or unintentionally. This woman had an innocent face, as if they had bullied her, but fortunately, he would never forget the things she had done.

After a while, he raised his chin and smiled, but it was more of a mockery, "Why are you here? Did you know I was here and come to find me?"

Wen Ruoci stood up from the ground slowly, and even slowly straightened the wrinkles on the hem of her clothes, and said lightly, "If I had known that Mr. He would bring Miss Zhou here today, I should have avoided him a little, so as not to disturb your good things..."

Zhou Ying admires Wen Ruoci a little.

Even if her husband hates her the most, how many people can be so calm and make fun of their love rival and mistress?

He didn't seem to care at all.

He Ci sneered.

She is really no different from before.

Even if she was caught cheating in bed, could she still remain so calm?

Sometimes he really wanted to tear off her calm face and see the panic-stricken expression.

He Ci's expression was a little cold, and he looked at Zhou Ying, "You leave first."

Zhou Ying was stunned for a moment, not understanding why He Ci took out his anger on her, especially in front of Wen Ruoci. She was a little unhappy, so she put her arm around He Ci and said coquettishly, "Mr. He..."

He Ci looked at her coldly, a little impatiently, without a trace of emotion in his tone, cold to the extreme, "Do you want me to say it again?"

Zhou Ying paused. When this man was gentle, it seemed that he could pick all the stars in the sky for you, but once he turned against him, he was more ruthless than anyone else.

She couldn't really offend anyone. After all, all her resources now depended on Mr. He.

He restrained his expression, bit his lip and replied, "Yes."

Then he glared at Wen Ruoci unwillingly and left angrily.

After Zhou Ying left, Wen Ruoci had no intention of staying any longer and turned around to leave.

"Wen Ruoci." Before she was about to leave, He Ci grabbed her hand and did not allow her to leave.

"Let go!!!" The moment He Ci pulled her hand, Wen Ruoci's suppressed emotions burst out in an instant, and she wanted to shake off his hand with force.

Wen Ruoci looked disgusted, as if he was some kind of plague god. She reminded him of everything that happened in the past, and there seemed to be a tornado in his eyes. He raised his hand and grabbed her throat without thinking, "You don't let me touch you, do you think I'm dirty?"

Even though He Ci didn't use much strength, the action of pinching her neck represented ruthlessness, and Wen Ruoci's temper also flared up, "Yes, I just think you're dirty."

Hearing this, He Ci's hand that was pinching her neck suddenly tightened, and her voice seemed to jump out from her throat, "What qualifications do you have to think I'm dirty? The person in this world who has no right to look down on me is you. Have you forgotten what you did in the past? Do you really think you are so innocent?"

The more he spoke, the higher his voice became...

Wen Ruoci was choked by He Ci and her breathing became a little difficult. Her eyes became a little unfocused. She finally managed to gather her thoughts into one sentence, "Since you hate me so much, why do you still want to marry me?"

The man uttered a light "huh".

Just one word was enough to express his deepest emotions: indifference, boredom, and disdain.

Wen Ruoci's face had turned red. When she was about to suffocate, He Ci finally let her go, his lips pressed against her ears, whispering like a devil, "You destroyed me, and then you accompany me in hell. This is fair, isn't it?"

He Ci suddenly let go, fresh air poured into her mouth, and she started coughing violently.

He Ci quietly looked at her miserable expression and found it quite interesting.

"Wen Ruoci, we have a lot of time, we can play slowly. I know what you want to do, but I can guarantee that you will never succeed in this life, and the Wen family will perish little by little because of you."

After saying that, he sneered, looked at Wen Ruoci with contempt, and did not stay here any longer. He turned around and left the private room.

I don't know when it started raining.

Lightning flashed one after another from the night sky.

She stood in front of the window, her jade-white fingertips pressed against the cold glass. The raindrops fell densely along the glass, and the traces they left looked like the crying face of a sad person.

She knew why He Ci wanted to get married with her even though he hated her so much.

In this world, a marriage certificate is the most legal license for a man to possess a woman.

With this certificate, a man can do whatever he wants, and even if he has other women outside, it will be taken for granted.

But once a woman is bound by this marriage certificate, she will be condemned by all public opinion if she does anything slightly out of line.

He Ci just wanted to trap her in the position of Mrs. He.

There is no love, only hate!
lifetime……

No escape...

The rain never stopped. Wen Ruoci stood at the gate of the villa, thinking about how she should go back, when she saw a black G-Class parked on the side of the road.

The black G-Class is not uncommon, what is unusual is the license plate of this car.

It's six sixes.

She couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Through the rain curtain, she could only see a blurry profile of the man, but even if it was just a profile, she could imagine how noble and unparalleled he was.

The man seemed to be on the phone. She couldn't hear what he was saying, the only thing she could see was that he seemed to be in a good mood, with a slight curve at the corner of his lips.

Maybe it was because her gaze was too intense, but the man suddenly turned his head and looked at her.

Her gaze suddenly met those thin and indifferent eyes.

She couldn't make out what it meant.

next second.

The driver of the black G-Class suddenly got out of the car holding an umbrella.

He walked up to her and looked at her with a very formal smile, "Miss, it's raining heavily, do you need us to give you a ride?"

She was a little tempted, but felt it was unreasonable, so she refused, "No need."

The driver didn't force it and handed the umbrella to Wen Ruoci, "In that case, you can take this umbrella, miss. It's raining heavily, so you won't catch a cold."

For a moment, she suddenly wanted to ask if Quan Shijin had asked him to bring her an umbrella.

But before she could ask, the driver got back into the G-Class and drove away, leaving her with a trail of exhaust fumes.

(End of this chapter)