The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

Sure enough, people can't be impulsive, once they are confused for a second, they can do stupid things that make everyone dumbfounded.

Su Jin lowered her head with a guilty conscience, the matter has developed to the point where there is no room for turning back, she can only bite the bullet and continue to pretend to be stupid.

Thinking of this, she directly knocked away the man who stared at her silently as if intending to kill her over and over again with his eyes, picked up the bag on the shelf, and ran up to the second floor in a hurry.

With a bang, the sound of closing the door shook the villa.

Sheng Liting sneered, the space that was already cold enough seemed to drop to zero at this moment.

Su Jin hid in the room and even locked the door, as if afraid that he would catch up after reacting.

"Damn, that's all you can do." Su Jin couldn't help giving herself a slap in the face, and even stomped her feet dumbfounded.

Do you know how much trouble you got into?

Su Jin bit her lip, fearing that she was really dead.

In the early morning, the sun is like a bath, and the blue sky is like washing.

The huge villa is as quiet as if there is no one there.

Wearing a sweater, Su Jin cautiously poked her head downstairs, she wasn't sure if the noble man was up or not.

"Miss Su, are you up?" Lin Ma hurriedly asked when she saw a figure looking around for something as soon as she entered the mansion.

Su Jin withdrew her body, coughed lightly, and asked round the corner, "It seems to be very quiet today."

"Little Fourth Master went to the company early in the morning." Mama Lin put on her apron, "I made dumplings, do you want some?"

"He went to the company?" Su Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, do you need to find him? I can help you contact Assistant Jiang."

"No, no, no need." Su Jin quickly shook her head, "I'm fine, I'm fine with nothing."

After saying that, she trotted back to the room.

Lin Ma looked at this Miss Su who was behaving quite strangely, and didn't dare to guess anything, and continued to be busy with the cleaning work in hand.

Su Jin went back to the room and let out a long breath. When he was silent, it was really frightening.

"Knock knock knock."

Su Jin was originally in a state of wandering in the sky, but when the knock on the door sounded, she was really startled.

Jiang Fen stood outside the door, with that formulaic and hypocritical smile, he said: "Miss Su, please come for me."

Su Jin asked suspiciously, "Where is Assistant Jiang taking me?"

Jiang Fen led her into the study room, pointed at the stack of books at least one meter high in front of him, and smiled like a flower, "Master asked me to prepare pre-exam counseling for you."

"..."

Jiang Fen was very proud to introduce, "They are all written by famous teachers and professors. Every book can benefit Ms. Su a lot. As I said, if you read one book a day, you can't finish it. You can only stay here. You can't go anywhere in the study."

After speaking, he took out a key and waved it in front of her.

Su Jin hadn't finished digesting his words when she saw the other party leave the study, and then there was the sound of locking the door.

She tried to open the door in disbelief, but as expected, it was locked.

Jiang Fen said with a smile: "Miss Su, hurry up and read the book, the master said, as long as you keep your mind busy, you won't think about those inarticulate things all day long."

"..." What is an inconspicuous thing?

Although Jiang Fen didn't understand the boss's implication, as long as the ancestor didn't run around, he felt that the boss's decision was very accurate and meaningful.

Su Jin turned her head and glanced at the mountain of books. She could memorize every book in it backwards, so why should she continue to waste time looking at the knowledge that she has memorized by heart?
What is the difference between this and college students going to kindergarten?
Jiang Fen stuck to the door and listened to the movement inside. It seemed very quiet, and it seemed that he was working hard to study hard.

He took out his mobile phone very satisfied and reported the situation here.

Sheng Liting was sitting on the chair, resting his forehead with one hand, listening to the ringing of the mobile phone, without even looking at the number, he directly pressed the answer button.

"Master, Miss Su has obeyed her orders and has started to read books honestly." Jiang Fen said.

Sheng Liting suppressed his voice and said: "Don't let her go out."

"Yes."

Sheng Liting put down his phone and stayed up all night, but he was tireless, as if he was still shocked by the ridiculous scene last night.

Sure enough, he indulged that little girl so much that he let her do whatever she wanted to the point of belittling him!

It seems that what Jiang Fen said is correct, she was watching that kind of unscrupulous movie, and then tried to use the old tricks on him.

She can really be whimsical.

Is he the kind of man who is so superficial that he can be tricked away with a piece of candy?
It's really overpowering!

Sheng Liting raised his forehead again, and he couldn't give her another chance to be proud.

……

The sun was getting worse, and the snow outside the window began to melt drop by drop.

Su Jin stood in front of the desk, writing ink absent-mindedly. No matter how she guessed, she couldn't figure out what the ancestor was thinking. He knew that he was plotting something wrong, so why didn't he deal with her?
After finding so many books for her, don't you plan to torture her physically and try to break her down mentally?

After reading a book a day, there are so many, I really want to read it, and I don’t want to go out in three to five months.If it is an ordinary person, it is indeed possible to be tortured to the point of insanity.

As expected of the fourth master, his methods became more ruthless every time.

Su Jin put down the ink table, and had to say that Sheng Liting's study was really full of treasures.

This is a masterpiece of Ming ink. Cheng Junfang made Wuchi ink. The ink is hard, dark and smooth, with vivid and elegant patterns. It is almost out of print.

Unexpectedly, it would appear in Sheng Liting's study, and it was placed so casually.

This guy doesn't understand what it means to cherish at all.

Su Jin picked out a brush. At first glance, she thought it was just an ordinary soft brush, but when she took a closer look, she was surprised. The Shuxin brush is a representative of the ancient brushes of the Song Dynasty!

This guy, just put it on the table so casually, is that a treasure that can be placed casually?
What a waste of money.

Su Jin picked it up carefully, looked at it carefully, this pen, this ink, this paper, she swiped the pen.

With a bang, the study door opened.

Su Jin shook her hand, and a drop of ink splashed on the rice paper.

Sheng Liting looked at her slightly stiff movements, then noticed the things in her hands, and said, "What are you doing?"

Su Jin coughed, feeling as if she was caught by her parents and didn't concentrate on her studies.

Sheng Liting walked over in three steps at a time, looked at the somewhat abrupt ink dots on the paper, and said, "Writing?"

Su Jin still maintained the posture of holding the pen, feeling guilty for a while.

Standing behind her, Sheng Liting suddenly held her hand.

Su Jin subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand.

Sheng Liting held her hand, and the tip of his pen fell on the paper, forming the word '成' in one stroke.

Atmospheric and majestic, it seems to have the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.

He leaned against her ear and murmured softly, "Don't think too much, I just don't want you to waste my ink and paper."