Stand-in sex: domineering president loves addiction

"Okay, open the door and let all the guests in!"

Pulling the corner of her clothes, Zhang Ting returned to her previous sad mother's appearance, with a faint mist floating in her eyes, where there was still a bit of viciousness.

After the door opened, guests rushed in again, and no one noticed anything unusual.

The upper and lower spaces in the mezzanine were extremely narrow, and Ji Xiaoyou was trapped inside and couldn't move.It was dark, without any light, and I couldn't see it.

Moreover, the air was thin, and the combination of fear and depression made it difficult to breathe at this moment.

Rao Ji Xiaoyou's calm temper, she couldn't continue to be calm at this time, her expression was flustered, and her whole body was even more disturbed.

what to do?Could it be that he was burned alive like this?
No!She was not reconciled, absolutely not.Step by step to the present, she has never seen any kind of turmoil, let alone her father's revenge, she can't die.

but……

How could she escape?

Even if Fan Yihen came back and found that he suddenly disappeared, sending someone to look for him would not help.Because he would never have expected that he would be trapped alive in the coffin and be pushed to be cremated.

For a moment, Ji Xiaoyou's heart was about to sink to the bottom, it was so cool.

At this moment, she vaguely heard voices outside...

"Auntie, I found it." Fan Yihen held the bracelet tightly in his hand, and hurriedly rushed to Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting bowed her head, and while reaching out to pass the necklace, said calmly: "Yihen, thank you."

"You're welcome, Auntie, this is what I should do." Fan Yihen shook his head lightly, and at the same time, looked around several times with concern, "By the way, Auntie, why didn't you see Xiaoyou? She Where did you go?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ting's eyes flickered for a moment, and she said calmly: "Oh, she said she was a little tired, so I asked my servant to accompany her to the back room to rest."

In order to deceive Fan Yihen, she casually made up an excuse.

Fan Yihen frowned imperceptibly, and said in a serious tone: "Really?"

"Isn't that right, Yihen, don't bother her, just let her have a good rest first. Si Yin had a deep affection for you before he was alive, and I definitely hope you can send her off for the last time."

Seeing Fan Yihen's doubts, Zhang Ting's effort to maintain his composure loosened for a moment, and he spoke in a hurry after being confused.

Seeing this, Fan Yihen narrowed his pupils slightly, and could not help but take a deep look at her several times.

Not to mention whether Ji Xiaoyou is really tired, on this occasion, her status is special and embarrassing, based on his understanding of her, he will never be so rude to others, leaving the Du family and his wife with something to criticize of.

Here, what happened?

However, before he could think about it, the staff of the funeral home walked over quickly, came to Zhang Ting's side, and said with a sad face: "Ma'am, the auspicious time has come, Miss, she should be cremated."

Hearing this, Zhang Ting was distraught and could no longer control her emotions. She closed her eyes and raised her head. The tears she had held back for a long time finally fell down the corners of her eyes.

The moment of complete separation has finally arrived.

When she opened her eyes again, she choked up and nodded, "Okay!"

Immediately Zhang Ting turned her head to look at Fan Yihen, and after looking at him meaningfully, she suddenly said: "Yihen, Si Yin had a deep affection for you before, you go to see her, and then send him one last trip to fulfill her wish."

Fan Yihen no doubt had him answer: "Okay!"

Everyone is gone, and because of emotion and reason, he can't refuse her request.

Then, he raised his legs and walked towards the coffin.

Standing still, I saw that the coffin was opened at this time, and Du Siyin lay in it expressionlessly.

"Hey!" Looking at her, Fan Yihen sighed imperceptibly, feeling very dull in his heart.

What a fresh, what a beautiful life!If it wasn't for her being obsessed with it and doing wrong things over and over again, how could the situation have developed to such an out of control situation?

"Young Master Fan, hold on to the coffin and send Miss Du off for the last time!" While thinking, the staff member suddenly said.

Fan Yihen collected himself, and there was no abnormality on his face, "Okay!"

After the words were finished, several people, including Fan Yihen, supported the surroundings of the coffin, and walked slowly towards the cremation room amidst Zhang Ting's low and depressed voice.

At this time, although Ji Xiaoyou was tied up and couldn't move, and her mouth was blocked, her ears were still working, and she could hear the conversation outside clearly.

Suddenly, there was a "thud" in my heart, my face changed drastically, and I became flustered.

If she was pushed into the cremation room, I'm afraid she would really give a complete confession.

What should I do?
At the critical moment, Ji Xiaoyou suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and decided to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Although the hands were tied and pressed under the body and could not move, the legs could still interact with difficulty in the small space.Thinking of this, she vigorously moved her ankle and kicked towards the wall of the coffin.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The sound is very light, one heavy and two shallow, like the tone but not like the tone.

"Ok?"

Fan Yihen narrowed his pupils slightly, and frowned involuntarily.

Why is this voice so familiar?

Isn't it the two days before, when he and Ji Xiaoyou were lying in bed after making love, and chatting, Ji Xiaoyou unintentionally hummed a not-so-sounding tune?
At that time, Fan Yihen asked her what kind of tune it was, it was so ugly.

Ji Xiaoyou glared at him reproachfully, saying that she created it herself.There are only a few sentences for the time being, and she will slowly complete the whole song in the future.

Therefore, Fan Yihen was very familiar with this rhythm.

How could I suddenly hear this tune, and...

Fan Yihen raised his eyes and glanced at the others, only to see that the others didn't react at all. Could it be his own illusion that they were expressionless?
Unexpectedly, just as he was hesitating, the melody sounded again, "Boom, boom, boom... boom, boom, boom..."

This time, the sound was significantly louder than before.In addition, Fan Yihen deliberately increased his concentration, so he could hear clearly.

And, it seems to come from inside the coffin.

Thinking of this, Fan Yihen's heart skipped a beat, and he looked thoughtfully at the pitch-black coffin.

When he saw this bulky and special coffin earlier, he had the same thought as Ji Xiaoyou. While feeling strange, he also sighed that the taste of the Du family and his wife is really "special" enough!

Looking at it now, it seems that there is some kind of deep meaning hidden.

In addition, just before the cremation, Zhang Ting suddenly pulled herself away and intentionally left Ji Xiaoyou behind. After he came back, Ji Xiaoyou "rested" inexplicably.

After adding all these unusual things together, Fan Yihen's pupils trembled violently, and when a certain terrifying and daring guess flashed through his mind, he shouted violently without even thinking: "Wait!"

Everyone was taken aback, subconsciously stopped and looked at the man in puzzlement.

Zhang Ting lowered her head, her complexion changed again and again, trying to regain her composure, while suppressing the guilt in her heart, she raised the corner of her eyes and deliberately gave a glance to the person in charge of the funeral home.

The other party understood, looked at Fan Yihen and said with a distressed expression: "Young Master Fan, this auspicious time is coming soon, look..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Fan Yihen didn't speak, but his eyes shone coldly, like knives, directly covering his body.

For a moment, the pressure in the space multiplied, and it was out of control like an overwhelming mountain.

The person in charge of the funeral parlor trembled violently all over his body, his face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly lowered his head in fright, shrunk into a quail, and dared not speak any more.

Afterwards, Fan Yihen had to look at him one more time, and when he turned his head, his gaze fell on Zhang Ting with scrutiny.

Seeing this, Zhang Ting's heart trembled.

The hands on both sides of the body secretly pinched his thighs behind his back, trying to calm himself down.

"Auntie, I think we'd better wait a little longer! I'll send someone to call Xiaoyou back now, to get acquainted, and we, husband and wife, will see her off together."

After a short confrontation, Fan Yihen suddenly opened his mouth, and his tone of voice was somewhat negotiable.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ting immediately became anxious, "No! How can I do it..."

As soon as he blurted out the words, he saw Fan Yihen's cold and sharp eyes narrowed slightly, staring at her non-stop.Zhang Ting felt a "thump" in her heart, and immediately realized her gaffe.

In the panic, she quickly gathered herself together, pretending to be calm and said: "Miss Ji is not familiar with Si Yin, and besides, Miss Ji is unwell and resting, so how can I disturb others. Yihen, the auspicious time is coming soon, so don't waste time , send Si Yin to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss as soon as possible."

Fan Yihen stared at her, unmoved at all, "Didn't Auntie say that just now? Xiaoyou is just a little tired, her body is not tight, how can she not be on such an important occasion. Come, go and rest Invite the eldest young mistress back from the room."

While speaking, he turned his head and unquestionably ordered the person he brought.

"Yes!" The confidant ordered, and after giving Zhang Ting a cold sideways glance, he turned and strode away.

Looking at this scene with pupils shrunk, Zhang Ting immediately became anxious, rushed to the front of her confidant without saying a word, and blocked his way with both arms, and hurriedly blocked his way. "No! You can't go!"

The confidant was forced to stand still, and turned to look at Fan Yichen questioningly.

Although he didn't like Zhang Ting, an old woman, the master didn't speak, and he couldn't act rashly against her.

Fan Yihen stared at her like a leopard, his eyes darkened, "Why can't you go?"

Zhang Ting's behavior is different, anyone who is not a fool can see it.What's more, Fan Yihen is not only not stupid, but also "cunning and cunning", so smart that he seems to be a genius.

"Because...because..."

Zhang Ting's face was cloudy and uncertain, and she was in a cold sweat. She hesitated for a while, and she didn't know how to answer.

"Because...Xiaoyou is here right now, isn't it?" Fan Yihen's tone was low and creepy, and at the same time he ruthlessly said the terrible guess in his heart, he took a step in her direction with a strong momentum all over his body. .