Wrong Love Marriage: Sheng Shao's Mysterious Wife

"Young master, the little fool intentionally scalded Miss Jiajia, and the old lady ordered me to punish her properly."

"Tongtong didn't do it on purpose." Gu Xintong knelt and moved towards Sheng Jingrong, grabbed his trousers with her small hands, and said aggrievedly: "This most handsome brother in the world... Tongtong really didn't do it on purpose, Tongtong is so cold...it hurts...so I want to sleep."

Sister Jin stared wide-eyed: "Stinky fool, why don't you quickly remove your dirty hands from the young master's pants?"

Sheng Jingrong looked down at Gu Xintong at her feet, and could tell at a glance that she was really cold, hurt, and sleepy.

He waved to a passing servant: "Xiao Liu, come here!"

The servant named Xiao Liu heard someone calling him, and immediately trotted over: "Master, you called me?"

"Take Second Young Mistress back to the room to take a shower and change clothes."

Xiao Liu glanced at Gu Xintong on the ground, then at Sister Jin, and finally nodded: "Okay...Okay."

Sheng Jingrong didn't linger any longer, turned around and walked towards the house.

After walking a few steps, he saw Sheng Muhan standing inside the house at some point, paused for a moment and continued walking towards him.

"A woman who will do anything to marry into the Sheng family, why is the eldest brother treating her so well?" Sheng Muhan twitched with disdain.

"I'm doing this for your own good." Sheng Jingrong raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, leaving a sentence: "Because I don't want to run around like a headless chicken in a hurry because I can't find P-type blood."

Behind him, Gu Xintong, who was tortured to the point of weakness, secretly clenched the hands hanging on both sides of his body little by little, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Sheng Jingrong... She really is another cold-blooded and ruthless Sheng family!

Fortunately, she felt for a moment just now that he was a little bit kinder than the rest of the Sheng family.

As soon as her legs gave way, she finally fell down exhausted.

Xiao Liu was startled by her, and quickly squatted down to grab her hand: "Second young lady! What's wrong with you?"

Seeing her lying motionless on the ground, Xiao Liu raised his head and looked at Sheng Muhan asking for help: "Second Young Master, what's wrong with Second Young Mistress?"

Sheng Muhan originally planned to leave, but when he heard Xiao Liu calling him, he stopped and turned around, looking at Gu Xintong who was in a state of distress on the ground: "Probably he is dead, just drag him out and dig a hole to bury him."

Throw down this sentence, and walk away without looking back.

...

Gu Xintong had a dream, dreaming that Jiang Xin in a long white dress came from the depths of the night.

Jiang Xin's feet were bare, her face was pale, one hand pointed at her under the light, and the other hand held a shining fruit knife. Every time she took a step towards her, her face became more ferocious, and she complained to her in a tone full of despair and hatred : "Gu Xintong, didn't you say that I am your best sister? Didn't you say that you would avenge me? Didn't you say that you would cure my illness? Why did you make me wait so long? Why..."

Gu Xintong stepped back step by step, while shaking her head to explain: "No...Xinxin, listen to me...I..."

"You don't need to talk anymore!" Jiang Xin interrupted her angrily, shaking the knife in her hand at her: "You don't want to help me at all, and you don't have the heart to help me! Gu Xintong, have you forgotten? When you were young, every time you Who took you in when your stepmother kicked you out? Who took care of you for two months when your step-sister broke your leg? Who helped you pay your tuition when you had no money? You... "

"Xinxin...you don't need to say any more, I know, I know." Gu Xintong was still stepping back, shaking her head with tears streaming down her face and promised: "Believe in me, I will help you find out the truth , will help you heal your illness.”

"You liar! I will never trust you again!" Jiang Xin suddenly turned the point of the knife in his hand and stabbed it in the neck, and bright red blood immediately gushed out like a fountain.

"Xinxin—" Gu Xintong screamed, and sat up on the bed.