Good Morning Marshal: Adorable Rabbit Sweet Wife Attacks

At the same time, a young man wearing an army green camouflage uniform suddenly came from the living room of the luxury villa on the top of the mountain, "If your Excellency is interested in Miss Mu, why didn't you just agree to her and save Madam Mu for her? A favor?"

Quan Xiao squinted at Qing Yan beside him, "And then? Wait for Mrs. Mu to recover, and watch the Mu family and Sikong's family rebuild their old relationship?"

Qingyan was taken aback, but he didn't think about it. It's not easy for a man as handsome, rich and prestigious as Marshal to chase after a woman?
"Your Excellency, are you thinking too much? According to my subordinates, it won't be long before that Miss Mu will be obedient to you, and she will secretly agree with you."

Quan Xiao rolled his eyes back, "Yummu head, you don't understand even if I say it."

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Back at Sikong's house, it was already six o'clock in the morning, and the driver who brought her back, Xiao Lin, parked the car outside the Jinxiuyuan villa complex, got out of the car and opened the door for Mu Jiaren.

"Miss Mu, you're home."

With the support of the driver, Mu Jiaren came out, but her face turned slightly pale.

Home?

She used to think that Sikong's family was her second home, because sooner or later Sikong Jin would become her husband, but now, she no longer dared to hope.

She sighed, and slowly walked into the villa area. Many wealthy old ladies and gentlemen in the community had already come out for morning exercises. Seeing Mu Jiaren walking by them, they all cast strange glances.

"Hey, why does that little girl look so familiar?"

"You don't even know about this? Qin Aizhen's prospective daughter-in-law who hasn't married yet!"

"So it was her? I heard that her family went bankrupt, her father committed suicide, and her mother was seriously ill. If something like this happens, can the marriage contract between the two families still come true?"

"That's right, Qin Aizhen also has a headache recently..."

Qin Aizhen is Si Kongjin's mother, she has always liked to run around, and all the old men and women in the community are her poker friends.

Mu Jiaren was upset when she heard those talkative old men and women talking about her. If it wasn't for the fact that they were elders, she might have lost her temper on the spot.

Sure enough, in this world, there are few people who give charcoal in the snow, and many people who fall into trouble, and the rest are people who stand on the sidelines and make sarcastic remarks.

Enduring all the way, he finally arrived at Sikong's house.

The gate of the villa was closed tightly. It seemed that even though she disappeared overnight, no one in Sikong's family cared about her safety, but she was used to it.

Mu Jiaren took out the key from the bag she was carrying and inserted it into the lock.

"Squeak" sounded.

The door of the villa popped open, the living room was pitch black, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of smoke.

She couldn't help frowning, the servants of Sikong's family are really getting lazy, don't they know how to open the windows to ventilate the smell?
She stepped on the high-heeled shoes under her feet, walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window with a "da-da-da", pulled open the floor-to-ceiling curtain, and opened the floor-to-ceiling window. The sky outside the window penetrated into the room, and the morning breeze blew slowly. in one breath.

The moment he turned around, he suddenly exclaimed, "Ah!"

On the sofa behind him, there was a man sitting silently. He was still wearing the dress from last night, his shirt was messy, his tie was loose, and he held a nearly burnt cigarette between his fingers.

He didn't know how long he stayed there, but the ashtray on the coffee table was already full of cigarette butts, pale ashes fell on his shoes, and even his feet were full of cigarette butts, densely scattered on the pure handmade gun-stitched European-style carpet.

"Where were you last night?"

A cold voice came.

Mu Jiaren took a step back, because Si Kongjin's back was facing her, so she couldn't see his expression, but she could still hear the suppressed anger in his tone.

Mu Jiaren used to be very afraid that Sikong Jin would get angry, as long as he got angry, he would definitely neglect her for several days, that was something she couldn't stand.

But now, in addition to being afraid, she also felt a little strange. Before he took her to the dinner party last night, he told her that he told her to catch men and make money with her skills, and now he is questioning herself again. Where did you go last night.

Is not this contradictory?

Mu Jiaren clenched her lips and fell silent.

But she didn't know how lethal her silence was to a man.

Sikong Jin's face was already extremely cold, last night he almost searched the entire hotel, he searched for her like crazy all night.

But what about her?
Not even an explanation?

"Please speak!"

With a roar, the emotions that had been restrained for a long time finally broke out in this wordless silence. Sikong Jin suddenly stood up from the sofa, and when he turned his head, he was suddenly stunned.

The morning sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows and shines on Mu Jiaren's long chestnut hair. She is dressed so plainly, but it also makes people's eyes shine. Sikong Jin narrowed his cold eyes slightly. At this moment, when he was so angry, He actually felt that this woman was a bit dazzlingly beautiful.

She is his.

When this cognition flew through Si Kong Jin's mind, his expression was slightly dazed.

As if to prove something, he strode towards Mu Jiaren.

But the girl seemed to be frightened and retreated hastily, "Brother Jin..."

She retreated, and he advanced, until she stood up stiffly against the wall, and Si Kong Jin stopped half a step away. It's almost about to stick together with Mu Jiaren.

Such a short distance, in the past, Mu Jiaren's face flushed with excitement, and then turned the last half-step distance into zero distance.

But at this moment, her immature face was as pale as paper, and her clear and bright eyes were slightly widened, with a frightened expression on her face. She looked at him, but there was no previous affection in her eyes.

Sikong Jin's heart twitched violently, subconsciously, there was a sense of crisis, but he couldn't grasp what the crisis was.

He stared at the girl coldly, and said word by word, "Mu Jia, answer the question I just asked."

Mu Jiaren didn't expect a man to be so vicious that forcing her to sell herself would not count, but also trampled on her last self-esteem.

Her pale pink lips parted, she swallowed, and made a sound with difficulty as if she was dying, "Sikong Jin, why do you ask questions knowingly?"

Knowingly ask?

Sikong Jin was taken aback for a moment, looking at that thin and beautiful face in disbelief.

Did she really sell herself?Has she really been robbed of her virginity?

Under his fiery gaze, Mu Jiaren turned her head uncomfortably, clenched her palms tightly, and subconsciously wanted to escape. As she walked, there was a burst of cold fragrance, which was the smell of shower gel.

That breath stimulated Sikong Jin's nerves, causing a sharp sorrow to flash through his heart, as if he had suffered some great humiliation.

He took a sudden step forward, stretched out his hand to grab her, then yanked her fiercely, and threw her onto the sofa from two meters away.

Sikong Jin was furious, his cold and handsome eyes gleamed with a cold light, he grabbed Mu Jiaren's neck almost uncontrollably, the voice was as dangerous as coming from hell.

"Why are you so mean? You used to pretend to be innocent and cute in front of me, but it turned out that it was all fake? For you, can anyone do it?"

Sikong Jin's strength is great, Mu Jiaren was originally petite, she was dragged by him so much that she knocked to the coffee table, her leg was bruised a lot, the sudden suffocation made her shrink her pupils in horror.

"Brother Jin, let me go..."

She blushed from holding back and struggled desperately under his hands.

"Let go of you? I want to strangle you to death with my own hands right now!" He said with cold eyes, in a tone as if he wanted to peel her skin and cramp, close to her ear.

"You still know how to take a shower before you go home? Do you still know how to change clothes? Do you think this will wash away your filth?"

"Mu Jiaren, don't forget, you are still my fiancée, Si Kongjin! Do you want to embarrass me?"

Mu Jiaren's eyes widened suddenly, looking at Si Kong Jin's face so close at hand, she suddenly felt that this man was so unfamiliar that she didn't know him at all.

He didn't care who took her away last night, how much she was wronged, and whether she was afraid, but felt that she had been ruined without breaking the engagement with him, and that he, Si Kongjin, had lost all face.

This guy, is he still human?

The air in her nasal cavity became thinner and thinner, and Mu Jiaren felt that if she didn't do anything else, she might really be strangled to death by Sikong Jin.

She clenched her small fists tightly, her voice trembling almost broken, "Brother Jin, you...you misunderstood me, I didn't act like you thought, I didn't do that kind of thing, I'm innocent..."

Suddenly, a gust of cold air entered her lungs, and Sikong Jin finally let her go like a charity. She gasped for breath, coughed, and backed away in horror, nestled into the corner of the sofa, and curled herself up into a ball.

"You really didn't do that?"

"No...no..."

Mu Jiaren turned pale and shook her head desperately.

Si Kongjin still didn't believe it, and looked at her coldly, "Then who took you away last night?"

"Yes... yes..." Mu Jiaren was afraid in her heart. If she said that Quan Xiao took her away, Sikong Jin would definitely think wildly again, "Yes... it's Mrs. Quan!"

She suddenly had a quick wit. By the way, the big boss behind Qingcheng Royal Hotel is the Quan family, so it is reasonable for Mrs. Quan to take her away.

"Madam Quan?"

"Yes, look, Madam Quan lent me these shoes." She stretched her trembling feet, "There are only two pairs of these shoes in the world, one pair is with the President's wife, and the other pair is at Quan's house."

She looked up at him, her small face was as pale as paper, Si Kong Jin squinted her eyes to look at this Mu Jiaren, it was still the familiar face, with the same cautious expression, but there was something, it seemed to be different.

Slightly blocked in his heart, he suddenly felt a little regretful, he was too emotional just now, seeing the five obvious red marks on her neck, Si Kong Jin asked in a slightly awkward tone, "Are you not hurt?"

He asked such a question because he was worried about her, but Mu Jiaren couldn't take his words as concern.

Her body was still trembling, but she felt sarcasm in her heart, "You...do you hope that I get hurt, or that I don't get hurt?"

As soon as the voice fell, the man's face suddenly became colder.

I hope she won't get hurt, Si Kong Jin didn't know how to say it before, and he can't say it now either. He reached out for a cigarette in agitation, but took out an empty cigarette case from his pocket.

With his big hand clenched, the cigarette case was crumpled up and thrown into the trash can. He sneered, "Would you still go around in circles with me? It seems to be fine. Your good sister Jiang Ling'er slapped me because of you, so I Ask about your safety for her."

Mu Jiaren was taken aback, Ling'er actually beat Sikong Jin yesterday?
But then, self-mockery welled up in his heart, Mu Jiaren, Mu Jiaren, you have failed too much in life, in Si Kongjin's mind, your status is even worse than Ling'er.

She felt her heart go numb, and it took a long time before she struggled to get off the sofa. Her hands and feet stopped shaking, and she seemed to really let go this time.

In the past ten years, I have completely let go of my obsession with this man.

Sikong Jin, the man she thought she would love forever, finally made her dare not love any more, and her heart was exhausted...