Hi, My Adorable Sweet Wife

Chapter 1709 Stop Acting, I Don't Need Your Charity

Zhan Mo's original intention was just to teach Ruan Mengmeng a lesson, so that she would never dare to tamper with Jiaer's things at will, let her realize that she was wrong, and take the initiative to ask him for mercy.

In fact, as long as Ruan Mengmeng took the initiative to apologize to him, he didn't even need to apologize.

She just needs to show a little coquettishness, showing weakness to him, he will be soft-hearted.

The long-term relationship with Zhan Jiaer has made Zhan Mo such a habit.

His inculcated concept from an early age is that he is powerful and the strongest tree.

The younger sister is a simple and lovely flower that grows under the tree and needs to be taken care of by the tree.

He needs to protect his sister.

Zhan Mo is used to this way of thinking.

He is strong and strong, not afraid of the wind and rain, and shelters the flowers under the tree from the wind and rain.

And Zhan Jiaer, even with tears in her eyes, still showed a trace of grievance, he would clear her all the obstacles that made her sad.

Getting everything she wants and killing everything she doesn't want to see, this has always been the life credo of Zhan Mo.

However, Ruan Mengmeng's appearance seems to break this.

The more he got along with her, the more he noticed her differences.

In Zhan Mo's impression, apart from her mother, women have always been divided into Zhan Jiaer and others.

Zhan Jiaer crying is pure, other women cry is contrived.

Zhan Jiaer laughs is cute, other women laugh is hypocritical.

The women he has contacted are not, compared to other women, only sisters who are simple, naive and pure.

And most other women, crying and posing, mostly have a purpose.

Until ... he met Ruan Mengmeng.

This illegitimate daughter, who was initially regarded as a container, was taken away by him and abducted without tears.

In the face of all accidents, she appeared so calm.

Her eyes glowed hot, and her eyes were firm and clear.

Compared with Ruan Mengmeng's eyes, sometimes Zhan Mo even felt that even Jiaer's eyes seemed to be compared, not so pure.

"I'm not ready to prepare the porridge for the lady, and when I'm done, I'll bring it right away." Zhan Mo didn't know what to say, but he could only suppress the mood and screamed at the chef kneeling outside with a cold voice.

When the fat cook heard the words of Zhan Mo, he even ran downstairs, kneeling and crawling, and didn't dare to delay.

Ruan Mengmeng saw this scene, but said indifferently, "Don't act ... I don't need your charity.

If it wasn't because I wasn't dead, I took a breath, and when that man wanted to cut my wrist, he cut off his wrist with his backhand. I'm afraid now, I'm already a corpse. "

"..." After hearing Ruan Mengmeng's words, Zhan Mo's face had never been so ugly.

His dark-colored pupils are full of complex emotions, and the deep features are even more tinged with cold colors.

I want to explain but I cannot explain it.

All this was not his intention, but it was a fact that Ruan Mengmeng was hungry for two weeks by his men.

And just now, she almost died.

Looking at the indifference on the woman's pale little face, Zhan Mo's heart appeared unprecedentedly dull and sad.

There is no way to explain it, then only the culprit will be severely punished.

The man sharply turned to the king steward who was kneeling on the ground.

It's a bold dog thing, even his people dare to abuse!

...

But for a while, the housekeeper, Wang, who had just broken one hand, had fallen to the ground, unable to twitch.

(End of this chapter)