Loved by billions: Warm married wife is a bit sweet

Zhong Wannian carefully opened the door and led Jiang Xiqian in.

As soon as Jiang Xiqian entered the door, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The decoration of this room is not as luxurious as the outside, the furnishings are simple, but it reveals a feeling of depression everywhere.

The valuable paintings of famous masters mounted on the walls are also in dark colors without exception. The black, white and gray of the whole room also give people a strong hint of abstinence.

After walking a few steps, Zhong Wannian signaled Jiang Xiqian to stop.

He himself walked forward steadily, walked to the side of the man, bent over, "Fourth Master, Miss Jiang is here."

When Jiang Xiqian entered the door, he deliberately ignored the strong presence of the man, but now he had to face it squarely.

At this moment, the man was turning his back on her.

To be honest, his back line is very nice.

He is tall and tall, about 1.9 meters tall by visual inspection, wearing a well-tailored iron-gray suit, exuding a natural and powerful aura, like a high-ranking emperor.

Jiang Xiqian recalled the conversation between Xu Manyun's mother and daughter, and was speculating from the man's back, what kind of embarrassment this man would have.

The man turned around abruptly, and told her with practical actions how unbearable he was.

Even though Jiang Xiqian had a strong heart and had made countless guesses about him, the moment he turned around, Jiang Xiqian gasped in shock.

His appearance is ugly, it is not enough to describe his appearance!
The left half of his face seemed to be burnt, with countless layers of distorted red marks like earthworms, and the right half of his face had layers of strange bright white wrinkles, whether it was due to disease or other reasons.

Only those eyes, fierce and sharp like a falcon, seemed to be able to pierce a person's soul in an instant, making all falsehoods invisible in front of him.

After a brief shock, Jiang Xiqian didn't pay much attention to that extremely ugly face, but instead smiled kindly at the man.

The man's heart fluttered slightly, and an imperceptible gleam flashed across his cold eyes.

He naturally recognized her, and last night he mistook her for a cowherd, a drunk with whom he had a fling!

It's just that the turmoil in his heart has nothing to do with the love between men and women last night.

Although he had to admit, her taste was damn good!
In his past life wearing a mask, in the past 15 years, no one has ever shown such a clear and sweet smile on such an ugly face.

Gu Ting's cold and sharp eyes were still staring at Jiang Xiqian's face.

It seemed that he wanted to search her face, whether she was really different from those women in the past.

Jiang Xiqian's scalp tingled from being stared at by him, like a glow on her back, but she met Gu Ting's cold eyes full of oppression without changing her expression.

The atmosphere once condensed to a stalemate!

"Fourth Master." Zhong Wannian had never seen a woman who dared to confront Fourth Master like this. He was afraid that if Gu Tingshen was upset, he would strangle Jiang Xiqian to death.

"Get out!" Gu Tingshen, who was wearing a mask, was really irritable. He turned his eyes and shouted coldly at Zhong Wannian, his voice was low but full of coercion.

Zhong Wannian gave Jiang Xiqian a very sympathetic look, and was about to bow his head to leave, when he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Fourth Master, do you still need to bring the miscellaneous hair?"

"No need." There was a cruel sneer in the corner of Gu Ting's deep mouth, his distorted ugly face was extremely terrifying, "Order people to surround the hunting ground, it will come in handy tonight."

Zhong Wannian's expression changed instantly when he heard the words "hunting ground", "Fourth Master, this."