作者: Joe Mai 機械翻訳
"You don't know him? " Dongfang Mo raised an eyebrow as a mocking smile tugged at the corner of his lips He looked at the woman in his arms and said, "Xi Muru, I advise you not to use such an old-fashioned method to avoid reality. Since you've been caught by me, listen to me obediently. If you think that acting crazy and acting stupid will help you in any way, then continue acting crazy and acting stupid. I don't mind watching your ability to act crazy and act stupid, but it's far inferior to your painting skills. "
Yan Ru almost vomited blood when she heard this. This d * Mn Dongfang Mo, he really had always maintained his true colors. Five years had passed, and he still hadn't changed at all. He was still as cold and domineering as ever He was still as brutal and domineering as ever.
However, Dongfang Mo definitely didn't know that he had remained where he was for the past five years. However, she had changed a long time ago. She was no longer the Xi Muru from five years ago, and she was no longer the Xi Muru that he could easily control.
Hence, she stared coldly at the man who had already carried her and walked downstairs With a cold and distant expression, she said, "five years ago? " Oh, I remember now. We did know each other five years ago, but I'm sorry, you still have the wrong person. My Name is Xi Muxue, not Xi Muru. Five years ago, I was supposed to marry you, but then my sister, Xi Muru, married you, so she is your wife, and I...". "... "..."
Dongfang Mo carried the woman in his arms down the stairs, followed by a few bodyguards in black. Along the way, he was still ordering the bodyguards to do things. He did not pay attention to the words of the woman in his arms, or to be more precise.. He did not want to listen to her long-winded words at all.
Dongfang Mo was a person who had decided on a certain fact and followed his own wishes. He had never liked to talk too much, so the words that Xi Muru kept saying were nonsense to him And nonsense did not need to be listened to. It could be completely ignored. He treated it as a sparrow that kept chirping non-stop.
Yan Ru saw that Dongfang Mo did not respond and almost died from anger Hence, she could not help but raise her voice by a few decibels and shouted, "Young Master Dongfang, My name is no longer Xi Muxue. My name is Yan ru? I'm a painter. If you like my paintings, then I'm very happy. Of course, young Master Dongfang is a rich man, so you definitely don't need Yan ru to give you a discount. However, Yan Ru will definitely gift another painting to Young Master Dongfang... ... ..."
Xi Yan ru had been talking the entire time because she hoped that Dongfang Mo would be a little more rational and not mistake her for Xi Yan Ru. This was because the former Xi Muru had long been replaced by someone else.
Unfortunately, very soon, yan ru realized that everything she had just said was said and heard by herself. or it could be said that she had heard it in the air, but Dongfang Mo, this F * Cking Man, probably did not listen Because he did not respond to her at all.
This d * Mn Dongfang Mo, the F * Cking Dongfang Mo, not only did he not respond to her, he did not even look at her. He just carried her horizontally and walked forward, as if he was carrying a parcel He did not treat her as a person who had thoughts and thoughts at all.
She was so angry that she wanted to use all her strength to break free from his embrace. However, she soon realized that her struggle was futile. Moreover, Dongfang Mo's arms were like iron pincers, and she could not struggle at all.