Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Xiao Jun stared at the so-called trace of red paint for a while, his eyes gradually became darker.

He has a serious obsession with cleanliness. When he paints, he stays in the study room. He will never bring any painting tools here. How could he get red paint on the sofa.

What's more, he used up all the red paint for a painting some time ago, and the new ones haven't been delivered yet.

So what are these traces?

Why did Ruomu say it was red paint?

Did she really think it was red paint, or was she lying?

If it was a lie, what was she trying to cover up?

In just a few tens of seconds, a gap seemed to open in his mind, and countless conjectures emerged.

Could this be... blood stains?

The night before Ruomu took the sofa cover to the laundry room for cleaning, he got drunk and slept on the sofa.

He had an extremely real dream, in the dream Ruomu came back to the room to see him, he pressed her on the sofa, she obeyed him with tears...

Xiao Jun has never done that kind of thing with women before, but he has the most basic physiological common sense, knowing that most women's first intercourse will fail.

But in the dream, he was so dazzled by lust that he couldn't care less about whether it was her first time, and the room was dim, so it was impossible for him to observe whether she was bleeding.

When he woke up the next day, he was eager to find Ruomu to verify whether the dream of the previous night was true or not. He never thought of checking the sofa for blood.

He doesn't even think that's what actually happened.

Now, this dark trace is in front of her eyes, is it her blood?

His hand was punctured that night by a splinter of a wine bottle, and it may have been blood from his palm.

But if it wasn't Ruomu's blood, there was no need for her to lie and say it was red paint, and just say that it was the blood from his broken hand?

"Master Xiao, I know you like to be clean. I'm really sorry. I should check it when I bring it over. I'll go and wash it for you..."

"No need to wash," Xiao Jun murmured, "You go out first."

"Alright, Master Xiao."

Sister Li probably got used to his eccentricity, she simply packed up her things and went out with a basket of clean clothes.

Xiao Jun looked at Sister Li's leaving figure, but his mind was already far away.

So that dream that seems to have happened in reality, did it really happen?

Did he really want her while he was half-drunk and half-awake?

In any case, what is certain is that he is about to leave here.

where to go?

Go back to Haicheng and find that silly girl.

So when Sister Li turned around to help him close the door, Xiao Jun came back to his senses and called out to her: "Sister Li, wait a minute."

Sister Li stood at the door with her head bowed, "Do you have anything else to order?"

"How much more do you need for your daughter's illness?"

Sister Li sighed, and said that 20 has been spent now, and she doesn't know how much more she will spend in the future...

She smiled optimistically again, and said, "If it doesn't work, let's sell the house. If it's not enough, we'll think of other ways."

Xiao Jun nodded, "Wait for me a moment."

He walked into the back room, and after a while, took a check to the corridor and handed it to Sister Li.

"Let's keep the house and use the money first."

Sister Li looked at the check, her eyes turned red, her lips trembled slightly, "Master Xiao, what are you..."

"Just a little thank you from me."

"You... what are you thanking me for?"

Xiao Jun thought for a while and said: "You work hard and carefully. Everyone else is gone, so you stay and take care of me. However, I will move out soon, and you will be unemployed at that time. I have nothing to give Yours, just give me the money."

"But that's too much."

"Take it."

Sister Li looked at the million-dollar check, carefully holding it in her hand, as if she didn't know how to express her feelings, two lines of tears flowed down: "Thank you... Thank you, Young Master Xiao..."

He smiled at Sister Li.

In the past, he had no idea about money, but now he gradually has an idea. He knows that 5 yuan can marry Ruomu, and 10 yuan can change her life.

And the water glass he broke casually could save a life.

Thanks to that silly girl for making him no longer a noble son who doesn't know the sufferings of the world.

Thinking of Ruomu, the corners of his mouth raised again.

……

That morning, Xiao Jun asked Wu Ling to investigate Ruo Mu's whereabouts and found out where she was working now.

In the afternoon, Xiao Jun left the vineyard and drove back to Haicheng alone.

It is very easy to find her, as long as he wants, she can even make her unable to escape his sight for the rest of his life.

And before letting her go, he just felt that there was no need to leave a person who wanted to escape.

Since she is afraid of him and doesn't want to have anything to do with him, let her go.

It's just a maid anyway, no big deal.

But these days after she left, Xiao Jun seemed to have lost something important, he was in constant anxiety and felt abandoned.

He couldn't figure out why, but it was just a maid who made him lustful, and he just had dreams with her a few times, as for it?

Until he saw the suspected blood stain on the sofa, he seemed to have found his own disease.

That night, like a seed, took root in his heart, and then grew crazily.

So much so that after she left, he missed her uncontrollably.

Already thinking about going crazy.

From the first time she left, he began to miss her.

When she came back suddenly, he was so happy, but when she borrowed the money and got on the man's motorcycle, he was irritable and lost.

And when he heard that she was forced to marry by her parents, he rushed to the mountains to rescue her, not out of any guilt, it was just a high-sounding excuse he made for himself.For wanting her, again.

So he had to find her, no matter whether the trace on the sofa was blood or something, no matter whether that night was a dream or real, he had to find her.

……

At eight o'clock that night, Xiao Jun arrived in Haicheng.

He didn't go home, and didn't plan to go home, he walked into an express hotel.

That was the address Wu Ling gave him, where Ruo Mu worked.

Wu Ling had already greeted the general manager here in advance. As soon as he entered the hotel, the general manager warmly received him.

After all, his father is Xiao Chongyang, sometimes, his father's reputation will indeed bring him a lot of convenience.

Under the guidance of the general manager, Xiao Jun took the elevator to the third floor of the hotel.

The corridor was filled with the smell of inferior fresheners, mixed with the smell of oil from cheap carpets, which made Xiao Jun's breathing hard.

And thinking of her walking in such a corridor every day recently, shuttling between rooms full of various smells to clean, Xiao Jun can't wait to pick up the greasy general manager next to him and ask him if he is blind Eyes, how could a little girl be allowed to do this kind of work!

But he suppressed his anger. He was partial to the girl in his heart, which doesn't mean that others would do the same.

And it was her choice.

They came to a room with an open door that was being cleaned...