The villain is too beautiful! The hero is in love again

A pair of eagle eyes stared straight at the black iron chain on the dark coffin, and his hands behind his back were clasped tightly together.

I don't plan to wait for her reply.

He turned his back to Meng Yanzhi's coffin, as if he was about to get up and leave the next moment.

Jiang Wanyi stood up immediately afterwards and looked at his back in silence.

But after waiting for a while, he didn't leave.

Jiang Wanyi opened his thin lips slightly, as if he wanted to explain something, but he really didn't know what to say, so he finally closed it.

Meng Hanzhi, who seemed to be about to leave, never got the expected response from the person behind him, and his cold aura became more and more frightening.

He himself didn't understand what he wanted Jiang to say.

In fact, you don't need to say anything, as long as you don't treat him as a monster and avoid him as much as possible.

But the less she wanted something, the more Jiang seemed determined, repeatedly testing the bottom line he had set for her.

Meng Hanzhi was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would do something irrational, so he took a deep breath, turned around and left.

Jiang Wanyi kept his head down, and only raised it when he heard the man walk away with his sleeves swung in dissatisfaction.

The extremely tense emotions were relaxed in an instant.

She opened her pink lips and exhaled a few breaths, and just as she was about to raise her sleeves to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.

The air suddenly became cold.

A chest filled with yin energy and icy cold pressed tightly against him from behind.

Jiang Wanyi was startled and groaned, then reflexively struggled to push the person away.

However, his frail body was no match for the strength of the opponent's arms, and he was soon pressed down onto the dark coffin by the person behind him.

I originally thought it was Meng Hanzhi who had returned, but the icy cold temperature I felt on my back didn't seem like it.

He guessed who the person was and wanted to turn around to confirm his guess, but the person behind him held his head tightly and prevented him from turning around.

Until Jiang Wanyi's face was forced to stick to the coffin lid,

A feeling of humiliation suddenly surged into my heart

"do not want!"

As he struggled, the white paper cutouts in the wooden box at his feet were knocked over and spilled all over the floor. Seeing that he couldn't get free, a feeling of despair surged in his heart.

Jiang Wanyi bit her lower lip tightly with her snow-white teeth, and a trace of moisture soon overflowed from her moist eyes.

Meng Yanzhi, who had been blinded by jealousy, only had the instincts of his soul and body.

I didn't dare to get close to Meng Hanzhi just now. I could only watch Wanwan and that person getting very close from a distance. I couldn't hear what they said.

Can only be judged by actions,

The more he looked, the more jealous he became. Without waiting for Meng Hanzhi to walk away, he hurriedly showed up to declare his sovereignty.

Meng Yanzhi's dark pupils were filled with obsession and fear of having his beloved one taken away.

A pair of sharp eagle eyes could be seen to slowly turn blood red.

But when he saw the tears in Jiang Wanyi's eyes, the pain in his heart seemed to be even worse than when he was strangled.

I could feel the other person's body trembling slightly on my chest, and the force in my hand suddenly lightened a lot.

"Who else do you think could kiss you like this except your husband?!"

Jiang Wanyi heard the familiar voice. Her tightly closed eyelashes trembled.

Everything that happened in this day has made him as tense as a fully drawn bow.

Now that I am being treated so wantonly, I feel extremely wronged.

Seeing that the other party's hands were becoming more and more unruly, Jiang Wanyi blinked her eyes, and the tears that blocked her vision instantly rolled down, her face was full of panic, fearing that Meng Hanzhi had not gone far.

"Let me go!"

"Don't let it go!"

As the two of them were pushing and shoving each other, Jiang Wanyi saw the unburned brazier at his feet out of the corner of his eye, and thought that the new ghost was afraid of fire.

He grabbed the stack of paper money that fell from the coffin lid and threw it into the brazier without thinking.

The sudden rise in flames and the temperature brought by the scorching flames instantly interrupted Meng Yanzhi's next action.

Jiang Wanyi was no longer restrained, so she quickly closed her wide-open collar and did not dare to look at Meng Yanzhi who was looking annoyed behind her.

Turned around and ran to the door of the mourning hall

However, he never thought that the more he feared something, the more it would come to pass. Just as Meng Hanzhi had guessed, he heard the sound coming from the mourning hall and it came back.

Jiang Wanyi was in a panic and didn't know where to go, just trying to avoid Meng Yanzhi's pursuit.

Without any mental preparation, she threw herself into the arms of Meng Hanzhi who had returned.

"Well!"

The tall and delicate nose was hurt by the collision, and the watery eyes that had just cried were instantly filled with tears again.

When Meng Yanzhi, who was chasing after him, saw the familiar figure in black, his pupils shrank slightly and his face became extremely ugly. He was originally reaching forward to retrieve Jiang Wanyi, but his action suddenly stopped.

"Who's there! Come out!"

Just as Meng Hanzhi was about to rush in, he was bumped into by Jiang Wanyi's soft and fragrant body. The cold fragrance on this person seemed to be able to confuse people's minds. He could only use his arms with difficulty to pull her soft arms to separate the two of them who were very close.

A gust of wind blew from somewhere in the mourning hall, and the white silk fluttered, just enough to cover Meng Yanzhi's soul tightly.

The next moment, he disappeared from the spot.

Meng Hanzhi didn't expect that in just a moment, the black shadow in the mourning hall disappeared into thin air.

His face suddenly turned pale. He could only ask Jiang Wanyi

"Did you see who was coming?"

The tone of questioning suddenly changed when he lowered his head, but I saw that his thin pink lips were slightly cracked and swollen, and the corners of his eyes were red, as if he had been crying.

When I lowered my sight, I saw that his clothes were disheveled. The red mark on his pale neck was particularly glaring.

Meng Hanzhi's heart froze. A surge of rage surged from the bottom of his heart, and his eyes were full of madness.

"You were bullied? Who on earth is that?!"

"Let go! You're hurting me."

Jiang Wanyi's wrist was so painful from being grabbed that she struggled to push him away.

Meng Hanzhi just thought he was frightened.

He took his arm with his right hand and led him back inside.

A pair of sharp eagle eyes searched everywhere to find the thief

But the mourning hall was as solemn as ever, except for the overturned wooden box containing paper money.

And the paper money scattered all over the floor.

Meng Hanzhi frowned, his eyes flashing with anger.

His sight shifted to the pitch-black coffin wrapped in black iron. He felt as if his heart was being ravaged by a blazing fire. The fire was so fierce that it seemed to burn away his sanity.

When he thought of the unclear death of Yan Zhi, his parents' unusual reactions, and their repeated orders not to open the black iron chains.

They are even willing to risk their own death.

His face looked even uglier, as if water could drip out of it.

He had been hiding in the dark for so long these days, and finally caught sight of something happening.

But the thief ran away.

Coupled with the fact that Jiang Wanyi was humiliated, the gloom in Meng Hanzhi's eyes became more and more obvious.

"Jiang Wanyi, I'll ask you one last time, did you see the thief's face clearly?"