"Ok?"

She was like a soft and sticky quilt, and was held in his arms directly.

Listening to his strong heartbeat, Lu Shiwan felt a little guilty.

"How do you make up for it?"

She felt the breath in her ears getting hotter and hotter, making her shiver uncontrollably and close her eyes in shame.

The man bit her soft ear gently, "If I don't favor you today, you won't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is."

"Ah." Lu Shiwan exclaimed.

The cold thin lips brushed across her sensitive skin, making Lu Shiwan clutch his nightgown tightly.

A certain man began to burn the flame little by little with ease.

His hot kiss fell, and the touch of cool skin was overwhelming.

Lu Shiwan twisted her body slightly, and her blurry and sleepy eyes made Mo Qitian obsessed.

The next moment, the heroine took the initiative, stretched out her slender hands, hooked her arms around his neck, and climbed onto his body.

"Mo Qitian, you are used to fighting on the battlefield, but I'm afraid you have never met an agent like me, right?"

"I just went out to save someone. I really didn't go looking for prostitutes!"

Although Mo Qitian didn't understand what an agent was, he finally understood that this little girl wanted to gain the upper hand.

"If you don't check, how do you know if he's promiscuous?"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the candlelight on the table was extinguished instantly.

At this time, the sky outside was slightly brighter, shining into the house, and there was an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere.

Every time she challenged him, Mo Qitian wanted to suppress her directly.

This little devil, after going out, has become more and more daring...

The two figures slowly merged together bit by bit...

They both slept until noon.

At this time, shocking news came from the Guan Mansion.

Guan Muling is dead!

The Guan family is holding a funeral!

The maids and servants in Guan's mansion were kneeling all over the floor.

"My daughter, my poor daughter, I have searched all over the world for famous doctors for you. Why can't you wait a little longer? Maybe a miracle doctor will come to you."

Mrs. Guan hugged Guan Muling and cried bitterly, but the woman had already died.

Mr. Guan stood aside, supporting Mrs. Guan, who was almost collapsed, and his body suddenly looked ten years older.

"Yue Niang, don't cry, let the child go."

"Master, Ling'er is so miserable. She lost her mother when she was young. I treated her like my own daughter. Now I have finally raised her up. We have a mother-daughter relationship, but now..."

"Sister, sister, why did you leave?"

A girl about thirteen years old stood beside the bed, her eyes red from crying.

"We agreed that when you get better, we'll go fly a kite together. Why did you leave me behind?"

Master Guan walked to the door crying, unable to bear to look at his daughter on the bed again.

"Someone, put the young lady in the coffin."

As soon as Master Guan finished speaking, the servants and maids present burst into tears. Lu Ru stared at Madam Guan not far away with her crying eyes.

Mrs. Guan paused in her crying and felt an inexplicably fierce gaze. She raised her head and looked around, but didn't see who it was, so she continued crying.

"No, no, my daughter, my daughter, my poor daughter, why does she have such a miserable life..."

"Ling'er, Ling'er, wake up."

Madam Guan was held back by her maid Qiaoxiang, and the servants carried Guan Muling's body and put it into the coffin.

When no one noticed, a tear flowed from Guan Muling's eyes.

"Carry the young lady to the ancestral hall." Master Guan closed his eyes in pain.

Mrs. Guan was stunned, and walked to his side tremblingly, "Master, please accept my condolences."

"Ling'er is a girl and has not yet married. How can she enter the ancestral hall?"

"This is absolutely unacceptable."

Mr. Guan was heartbroken, but the person in front of him was his own daughter.

The Guan family has no sons, and the same goes for daughters.

"Madam, what about my daughter? She is a member of my Guan family in life and a ghost in death. Even if she breaks through the secular world, I will let her be buried in the ancestral hall!"

"Master!" Mrs. Guan cried out in grief.

"Have you ever thought about Xier? Xier is also your daughter. Do you want to be ridiculed by others and have Xier unable to get married in the future?"

"Madam, if that's the case, then that man is not a good match. Besides, Xi'er is only thirteen years old now, and it will take three years for her to get married."

After saying this, he shouted loudly without caring about Mrs. Guan's attempt to stop him.

"Carry it to the ancestral hall!"

"Yes, sir."

Mrs. Guan cried and shook her head. She had never thought that her husband, who loved her so much, would go against her because of Guan Muling.

It seems that he has never forgotten that bitch after all these years!

She left Guan Muling's yard crying.

With uncontrollable anger in his steps, he ran back to his residence.

As soon as she stepped into the house, her anger erupted like a volcano. She suddenly lifted the quilt on the bed, as if she wanted to overturn all the unhappiness and depression.

As the bedding slid down, a huge dark room appeared before his eyes.

She walked down the steps, releasing the pent-up anger in her with each step.

In the dark room, dim light flickered through the sparse oil lamps, and the air was filled with a stale and damp smell.

She walked angrily through the dark corridor and finally came to a closed door.

The emotions that had been accumulating for a long time reached a peak at this moment, and she kicked out suddenly.

With a loud bang, the door hit the wall with a heavy echo.

In the room, a woman in red suddenly appeared in her sight. Her limbs were tightly bound by cold iron chains, making her look helpless and desolate.

The woman's hair was disheveled, covering most of her face, leaving only her lowered forehead and furrowed brows.

"Bitch!"

She picked up the wicker beside her and hit the woman hard. The woman seemed to be accustomed to her actions and looked at her with a mocking smile.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"What's wrong? Did he make you angry?" The woman's voice was hoarse after a long period of silence.

Mrs. Guan was so angry that she yelled, "It's all your fault, you bitch!"

"You're obviously dead in his heart, why can't he let it go? Why!"

She hit the woman over and over again until all her clothes were torn, and then she stopped!

"Yue Niang, even if you beat me to death, it won't change the fact that the master has me in his heart. He and I are childhood sweethearts. We grew up together."

"He is the son of a marquis, and I am the daughter of an earl. We are a perfect match."

"Bitch!" Mrs. Guan's eyes were bloodshot. She glared at the woman viciously and stretched out her hand to pinch her neck fiercely.

"I have good news for you. Your daughter...is dead."

"Hahahaha...you miss your daughter so much, so today I will let you meet in hell!"

The woman heard this.

His eyes suddenly shrank and his head went blank as if he had been struck by lightning.

"What?"

Mrs. Guan grabbed her neck so hard that she couldn't make a sound.

She uttered “ah” several times.

She tried to break free, but no matter how hard she struggled she couldn't.

"Don't worry, your husband will be the next one. I will be merciful and let your family be reunited. By then, the entire mansion will belong to our family of three!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"No...no." The woman used all her strength to let out a cry from her throat.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like