She is the world's thousands of styles

The prosperous palace-style crystal chandelier emits crystal clear and brilliant light.

Lin Daier's eyes widened in despair, looking at the crumbling crystal lamp, as if it was a fate she could not control.

Shen Mochuan's kiss is very in line with his own domineering, arrogant, like a tornado that wants to destroy everything.

She was involved in it by an irresistible force, which gradually engulfed and tore her apart...

Gradually, he held Lin Dai'er's thin and soft hand with his big hand, wrapping it completely, just like an adult holding a child's hand.

Lin Dai'er felt a stabbing pain in her palm, and she couldn't help frowning.

Shen Mochuan touched the wrapped gauze, and realized that something was wrong. He rubbed it with his fingertips, and penetrated through the gaps between her fingers.

It hurts!

Lin Daier's willow-leaf eyebrows almost wrinkled into a caterpillar.

Depend on!
That bastard Shen Mochuan kissed her forcefully, and kept pinching her wound. He must kill her, right?

He opened his eyes and met Lin Dai'er's watery peach blossom eyes, with angry little flames jumping inside, just like a little fox being cornered.

It looks fierce, but it is actually harmless.

His gaze moved up and landed on Lin Dai'er's right hand, her palm was wrapped in circles of gauze.

Bright blood seeped out, staining the white gauze red.

In an instant, Shen Mochuan's black eyes flashed a bone-piercing light, and he slowly let go of her and asked, "Are you injured again?"

Lin Dai'er glanced at Shen Mochuan like a knife, gritted her back teeth and said, "It's all thanks to Mr. Shen."

Shen Mochuan tidied up her messy clothes a little, picked up her injured left hand and played with it carefully.

His fingertips gently rubbed against her slender fingertips, and scratched with a strong provocation: "Did someone in the family hurt you?"

She withdrew her hand dissatisfied: "It's none of your business."

Shen Mochuan squeezed Lin Dai'er's palm tightly, holding her hand firmly, not allowing her to escape from his grasp.

With too much force, the blood oozes out thicker and thicker.

Lin Dai'er struggled a few times, but she couldn't break free. Instead, her hand hurt even more, so she stopped struggling.

Shen Mochuan held her hand quite satisfied, lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand lightly, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"Mr. Shen, in fact, if you want to kill me, you can order it directly."

Lin Dai'er gasped several times in pain.

Shen Mochuan's fingers were stained with a little blood, which was sticky. He lowered his brows in disgust: "Don't talk about killing, death, etc., it's too rude."

"Mr. Shen, are you considered an elegant person?"

"What do you think?"

"Elegant people don't force other people's fiancées to do that kind of thing in other people's homes."

"Then what do you want?"

Shen Mochuan picked up a wet towel to wipe the blood stains in his hands, with an indifferent and noble expression.

When he's not crazy or perverted, he really looks like a gentleman.

Lin Dai'er just wanted to leave Fu Sinian's house as soon as possible, so she sat up and took Shen Mochuan's arm: "Can't we do it here?"

Anyway, she knew she couldn't avoid it, so she had to settle for the next best thing.

Originally, she wanted to say some soft words, but Shen Mochuan replied quite straightforwardly: "Okay, go to my place."

The next second, Shen Mochuan forcefully dragged her to the villa next door, and threw her directly on the carpet.

This villa is less than ten meters away from Fu Sinian's villa, she stared blankly at Shen Mochuan: "Your house is also here?"

Songshan Villa is the most expensive real estate in Yancheng, not one of them.

Shen Mochuan narrowed his eyes, his eyes filled with danger.

He looked condescendingly at Lin Dai'er who was lying on the carpet: "Is it okay here?"

Lin Dai'er licked the corner of her lips and said nervously, "It's better for us to go to your villa, it's more spacious and more..."

"Actually, I think Fu Sinian's villa is the most suitable, why don't we go?"

Shen Mochuan's voice was clear and cold, without any emotion.

But his palm rested on her waist, and the hot temperature of his palm penetrated through the thin clothes and imprinted on her skin, making her whole body tense.

Lin Dai'er was burning with anger all over her body, but she had a coy smile on her face: "Actually, it's pretty good here, the environment is quiet, and there are birds chirping and insects singing..."

Shen Mochuan was too lazy to listen to her nonsense, so he simply and rudely pushed her to the ground and approached her from behind.

He always wanted people very fiercely, and he punished people to death. Lin Dai'er's whole body's nerves suddenly tensed up.

Shen Mochuan's deep and shallow breaths filled her ears, with the wildfire that burned everything, and the kisses fell on the back of her neck and shoulders...

So tired, so sleepy, my body is so hot, so hot.

Her eyelids became so heavy, so heavy that she couldn't open them.

With her eyelids closed, Lin Dai'er's head fell to the ground with a bang, and she fell into a coma.

Shen Mochuan looked at Lin Dai'er who was lying motionless on the carpet, his face was extremely gloomy.

I haven't done this yet, the feeling of being on the string is the most tormenting.

Shen Mochuan violently raised his hand and patted her cheek: "Lin Dai'er, don't pretend to be me, or the consequences will be serious..."

Then his palm was hot, and he touched Lin Dai'er's forehead, which was unbearably hot.

This is not the body temperature of a normal person at all. He yelled a few more times, but Lin Dai'er didn't wake up.

Appears to be in a coma.

Shen Mochuan bent down and carried Lin Dai'er into the bedroom, picked up his mobile phone and made a call: "Rong Hao, come to Songshan Villa."

Rong Hao stayed in the crew for a month, bored to the point of mold, and immediately asked excitedly: "Is there a party?"

Shen Mochuan remained silent.

Rong Hao had already figured it out on his own, and shouted excitedly: "You have finally enlightened, and you also know how to enjoy the beautiful life of feasting, feasting, hugging left and right. I will rush over immediately, remember to leave me a beautiful woman."

About half an hour later, Rong Hao drove his flamboyant red Lamborghini to Shen Mochuan's villa.

As soon as I entered the door, I found that something was wrong.

With a displeased expression on his face, he kept staring at Shen Mochuan: "Where's the promised party, where's the promised beauty? If not, I'll go back."

With that said, he turned to leave.

Shen Mochuan folded his arms around his chest, and said expressionlessly: "She is sick, please help me take a look."

"Who?"

Rong Hao immediately stopped and turned around.

There was a joyful light in his eyes, and he started to gossip, and followed Shen Mochuan into the bedroom.

When he saw Lin Dai'er sleeping on the bed, the expression on his face was as colorful as a palette.

He was stunned for a moment, then puzzled, and finally sighed helplessly: "You want me to see Lin Dai'er?"
"It's inconvenient for others."

There was no ups and downs in Shen Mochuan's face and tone, making it impossible to guess what happened.

Rong Hao had no choice but to step forward, skillfully took Lin Dai'er's temperature, put on a drip, and helped her re-bandage the open wound.

When Rong Hao didn't enter the entertainment industry, he was a graduate student at Kyoto Medical College.Because he ran to become an actor, the old man was so angry that he severed relations with him.

After a while, he finished dealing with it, and looked back at Shen Mochuan worriedly: "Mochuan, what do you think?"

Shen Mochuan stood straight by the bed, and replied coldly: "She is just a plaything for me to pass the boring time."

"Can……"

Rong Hao swallowed his words again, walked over and patted Shen Mochuan on the shoulder heavily: "After all, she killed your brother, you can play, but remember to be modest."

Let alone the deep blood feud between Shen Mochuan and Lin Daier, even if there is no such thing, the two are not suitable.

In Yancheng, the Lin family can be regarded as a declining oldmoney, but Yancheng is too small after all, and it is not worth mentioning in front of the huge Shen family.

Shen Mochuan's eyes were deep and ice-cold, filled with hatred and anger: "Don't worry, I won't forget!"

"That's good."

Rong Hao picked up the windbreaker and put it on his arm, raised his eyebrows cynically: "A moment in spring night is worth a thousand dollars, so I'm leaving."

Beside the bed, Shen Mochuan's face was covered with frost, his deep black eyes contracted, staring coldly at Lin Dai'er lying on the bed.

She did kill his own brother!

Immediately, murderous aura was everywhere, he leaned closer to Lin Dai'er a little bit, stretched out his bony hands to pinch her thin and soft neck.

Her neck was so slender, thin, and fragile, and it was easy for him to hold her neck completely with his hands.

Shen Mochuan had bulging veins on the back of his hand, and as long as he exerted a little more strength, he could strangle her to death.

Lin Daier's breathing was not smooth, and her breathing began to become rapid. She frowned in pain, and hoarsely called out a person's name: "A Nian."

The voice was broken, with the pain of not being loved.

Shen Mochuan stared fixedly at Lin Dai'er with downcast eyes.

Her palm-sized face is thin and small, her complexion is so white that you can see the tiny blue blood vessels, her crow-blue eyelashes tremble slightly, she is beautiful and extremely fragile.

Lin Dai'er opened her lips, which had turned purple from lack of oxygen, and called out sadly: "A Nian, please don't leave me..."

"Huh~"

Shen Mochuan's thin red lips evoked a mocking smile: "It seems that things are getting more and more interesting. If you kill you like this, it will be boring."

He slowly withdrew his hand, sleeping next to Lin Dai'er as if nothing had happened, and then stretched out his arms to wrap her arms around her slender waist.

The two were as close as an intimate couple, as if it was just an illusion that he wanted to strangle her to death just now.

But if you look closely, you will find that Shen Mochuan's black eyes are flashing with unfathomable calculations.

When the sound of heavy breathing came from her ears, Lin Daier opened her eyes cautiously, and opened her hands tightly.

She exhaled softly: "Huh~"

In fact, when Shen Mochuan strangled her neck, she was already awake and just pretended to be asleep.

Just now she deliberately called Fu Sinian's name, only that would arouse Shen Mochuan's desire to conquer in his bones.

These young masters are used to calling the wind and calling the rain, and they like to manipulate the fate of others. They will always be in turmoil only if they can't get it.

That way they want to conquer even more!

Now Shen Mochuan thinks that if he hasn't conquered her, he won't really kill her, otherwise with his perverted and paranoid temperament, he will really kill him.

Lin Dai'er wanted to pretend to be asleep, but she was too scared.

She was sleeping next to Shen Mochuan, and Shen Mochuan held her tightly, her back pressed against his chest.

This is tantamount to sleeping next to the tiger, who will swallow her as a snack at any time.

She tried to convince herself to sleep over and over again, but her mind was so excited that she couldn't fall asleep all night.

Until the stars fell, the morning light tore through the gray-black sky, and the sky finally dawned.

Lin Dai'er pretended to just wake up, stretched lazily, and turned around slowly.

When she saw Shen Mochuan's dark eyes, she was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out, and she instinctively exclaimed: "Ah!"

When did this guy wake up, it's really scary!
Shen Mochuan's thin lips twitched, and his sword eyebrows sharpened: "Surprised, didn't the etiquette teacher tell you what a lady is?"

She had satirized him back then, and now he also satirized him back. He really counted pennies and pennies, and he refused to admit defeat at all.

Lin Dai'er complained to herself, then stepped back suddenly with a look of real fear, and asked tremblingly, "Why am I sleeping here?"

Shen Mochuan lifted the quilt calmly, and looked at Lin Dai'er calmly: "Do you want to stay for breakfast?"

"That...that's not very good!"

Lin Dai'er pulled her face, revealing a hypocritical smile.

Immediately, she cursed in her heart: I don't want to have breakfast with the devil.

Shen Mochuan walked towards the bathroom with straight long legs, and said without looking back, "This is an order, not your opinion."

This is Shen Mochuan's style, which looks like an elegant gentleman, but in his heart is the domineering power of a predator.

"Then you still ask me."

Lin Daier beeped in a low voice.

After a while, there was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

Because of the frosted glass, Lin Dai'er can vaguely see Shen Mochuan's slender and sexy body, with well-proportioned and flexible limbs, smudged with a seductive hormonal aura.

She snorted coldly in her heart.

No matter how handsome Shen Mochuan is, no matter how rich and powerful he is, he can't obliterate his behavior of strangling himself to death last night.

At present, life is the most important thing.

She slowly got up from the bed, picked up the remote control to watch the news.

Yesterday, she was taken to a psychiatric hospital by the nurses. She lost her handbag and the cell phone inside, so she could only watch TV for news.

Sure enough, Lin's stock market has fallen to the limit, and it is not far from being delisted.

The shareholders took the lead in making a fuss. Lin Muqing thought he was capable, but in fact he was strong on the outside and only on the inside.

Human nature is like this, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, the more cowardly you are, the more the other party will take an inch and want to eat you alive.

Because today is Saturday, the stock market is not open, otherwise the situation will be more serious.

The Internet is full of negative news about Lin's business. With this situation, when the market opens on Monday, Lin's game is over...

Lin Dai'er stretched out her hand and patted the back of her head, which was throbbing with pain, and began to seriously think about how to resolve the predicament.

Suddenly, a white and slender hand rested on her shoulder: "Does it look good?"
Lin Dai'er was so frightened that her soul flew upwards.

She patted her beating heart, and turned her head to stare at Shen Mochuan in displeasure: "You walk so silently, you scared me to death. If I stay with you any longer, I might get a heart attack soon."

Shen Mochuan had just taken a shower, and he had a fresh scent of shower gel on his body, as well as a faint scent of water mist.

He domineeringly circled her in front of him, bent over her ear, and the heat of his breath was blown into her cochlea.

She turned her head away, she still didn't like Shen Mochuan's closeness, no, she even said disgust.

Shen Mochuan's voice was low and slightly hoarse: "Are you becoming less courageous? Back then you killed my brother with a single knife, and even tried to smash me to death with an ashtray."

Lin Dai'er was most afraid of Shen Mochuan talking about her murder.She hung her head and said nothing.

Shen Mochuan didn't intend to let her go.

As expected, her body trembled slightly, which was the most sensitive part of her body.

Lin Dai'er really wanted to stand up, smash his handsome face, crush it under her feet.

But at this moment, she bit her lip to death, pretending to be gentle and obedient, and replied: "Even if the tiger gets along with Mr. Shen, it will become a docile kitten."

"Is this a compliment to me?"

"Of course, this is Mr. Shen's superb training method."

Shen Mochuan was quite satisfied with the answer, and he gently rubbed his cheek against her neck: "Do you want to wash it?"

Lin Dai'er felt goosebumps all over her body, and if she pulled it off, something would really happen.

She replied in a good voice: "No, I'm very hungry. Mr. Shen, shall we go down and have breakfast together?"

Immediately, she jumped away from Shen Mochuan.

Shen Mochuan didn't care, he turned around and opened the closet and dressed as if no one was there. The gray-black sweater was worn with white slacks, but it was no longer an all-black suit.

Qingjun and noble, there is also an indescribable elegance.

After changing his clothes, Shen Mochuan stretched out his long hand and wrapped it around Lin Dai'er's shoulder: "Let's go down!"

An oval mahogany table with shrimp toast rolls, chocolate oatmeal cups, pasta, yogurt potato salad…

The colors look very attractive, but she doesn't like any of them. She is an authentic Chinese, and she also has an authentic Chinese taste.

For breakfast, I like hot, warm steamed stuffed buns, vermicelli sausage, soy milk fritters, rather than cold Western-style breakfast.

Shen Mochuan helped Lin Daier open the chair in a gentlemanly manner, and then slowly took a seat beside her.

Lin Daier reluctantly ate the yogurt salad, and pretended to ask casually, "Mr. Shen, are you studying abroad?"

She once asked people to look up Shen Mochuan's information, but it was too mysterious to obtain.She tentatively tried to catch his words, knowing herself and the enemy and winning every battle.

Shen Mochuan didn't take it seriously, and ate the pasta slowly: "I grew up abroad."

"No wonder!"

"Ok?"

Shen Mochuan's dark eyes moved slightly, and he raised his head to look at Lin Dai'er in confusion.

She put down the knife and fork, put her left hand on her cheek and smiled, "No wonder you're pretending like that!"

Shen Mochuan's eyes were slightly narrowed, cold and diffuse, and they were as dark as the endless night ahead.

His cool voice reveals a hint of danger: "Did you know that Fu Sinian goes for a run at seven o'clock every morning?"

Lin Daier took a deep breath, suppressed the frenzy in her heart, and quickly flattered and coaxed: "I praised you for being strong, strong, you know that I am from the south, and my pronunciation is not very accurate."

"I remember you said you didn't like muscular men."

"You also said that I was too young to know the fun of it."

She kept holding Shen Mochuan in her arms, and a voice in her heart kept mocking her and despising her.

The villain said, Lin Dai'er, you are too boneless, you are Shen Mochuan's plaything now, you let him play with you and bully you.

Yes, she despised herself, but she had to.

Shen Mochuan took a sip of orange juice gracefully, and a treacherous look flashed across his black eyes.

His thin lips curled up slightly, and he said casually: "Then let's continue after breakfast!"