A wealthy man offered a 10 billion yuan betrothal gift, and I married him!

Lin Hanyu, who had just finished taking a shower, walked out of the bathroom and was greeted by the figure of Meng Shiting sitting quietly like a sculpture.

He moved forward curiously, his eyes fell on the phone in front of Meng Shiting, and accurately captured the missed call on the screen.

Lin Hanyu had a complicated expression, "What's going on here? You care about this so much, why don't you even answer the phone?"

Seeing that the man didn't even fart, Lin Hanyu felt a little disappointed.

He waved the towel in his hand and watched it fall on Meng Shiting's shoulder. "Master, can you give me some reaction? With your unpredictable temper, who can stand it except me and your assistants? No wonder Liu Mu..."

Meng Shiting shot a cold gleam at him, and Lin Hanyu immediately shut his mouth tactfully.

……

Liu Mu, who was locked in the house, began to look around.

In addition to the table and chairs in the center, there were beds, bread and several bottles of water in the room.

Obviously prepared in advance.

Although the room has two windows, both are now boarded up.

There is a bathroom, but it only has a simple pit toilet.

Liu Mu sighed lightly, walked back to the table, and looked at the note left by the demander.

The idea is to ask her to draw a birthday picture.

Liu Mu sat down with his back bent, ground the ink with the inkstone, and then scribbled a few strokes on the rice paper to draw the outlines.

When you are hungry, just eat two bites of bread.

If you are thirsty, drink bottled water.

When you feel sleepy, just lie down on the bed.

Unconsciously, the night is getting darker.

Liu Mu would wonder from time to time, if Meng Shiting didn't see her when he returned home, would he be worried?

It was midnight and Liu Mu still didn't feel sleepy, so he got up and went to the bathroom.

Just as I was about to lift up my skirt, I heard a rustling noise coming from the ventilation window above my head.

Liu Mu looked up in surprise, and happened to see two bright eyes peering at her through the small window.

Liu Mu was terrified and quickly let go of her skirt, grabbed the water bottle at hand, and threw it towards the ventilation window with all her strength.

"Rogue!" She was so angry that her whole face was shaking.

The person peeping outside the window was the burly man who had surrounded him during the day.

He chuckled and when he ran to the main gate, he was stopped by another person, "Da Zhuang, what are you doing? I told you not to act rashly."

It was the voice of the man in sunglasses.

It turned out that they had been guarding the door.

Da Zhuang said indifferently, "Tsk, just take a look, it won't cost you a few pieces of meat."

The man in sunglasses lowered his voice, "The master said not to cause trouble."

Da Zhuang said frivolously, "What if she finishes the painting? To be honest, I have never seen a beauty like this. I would like to taste her."

The man in sunglasses warned, "Last time you moved a young lady, you had to stay in the hospital for three months. Now the wound has healed and you've forgotten the pain?"

Da Zhuang didn't care at all, "'To die under the peony flowers is to be a romantic ghost'. Besides, isn't she just a painter this time? What kind of background can she have? Don't I say that, brother, this girl is so beautiful, you are not interested in her at all?"

The man in sunglasses didn't say anything for a long time.

After a long moment, he responded, "It is indeed a great meal."

The conversation between the two made Liu Mu feel frightened.

They didn't try to lower their voices at all, and didn't care whether Liu Mu could hear them or not.

At this moment Liu Mu realized that he not only lost his freedom, but also became the "prey" coveted by others.

She suddenly felt wronged and helpless. She curled up in the corner of the bathroom, tears silently streaming down her face.

……

In the second half of the night, Lin Hanyu woke up from his dream.

He came to the living room and glanced at Meng Shiting who was still browsing his phone. He was filled with inexplicable anger and asked, "Why are you still here? Have you called Liu Mu back?"

Meng Shiting just raised his eyelids lightly and ignored his question.

Lin Hanyu rolled his eyes. "Why don't you just speak up and hear what others have to say? That diamond ring may not be what you think it is. Don't make up your mind."

Meng Shiting sneered, "I saw with my own eyes that she got into that man's car."

Lin Hanyu poured a glass of wine, sat down opposite Meng Shiting, raised his head and took a big gulp.

"What you see may not be the truth. There may be other reasons. You are arbitrarily accusing people without any investigation. Isn't it a bit unfair?"

Meng Shiting's eyes were cold, "She is my wife, but she is alone with another man, do you think I can tolerate it?"

Lin Hanyu stood up slowly and patted the man on the shoulder. "If you feel that you have suffered a loss, come on, I will take you to a place where we can make up for this loss."

Lin Hanyu concluded that if this continued, his brother would probably fall in love.

The largest underground dance hall in the city.

The neon lights flickered and the rhythmic music was deafening.

The air is filled with ambiguity and enthusiasm.

The men and women on the dance floor are releasing themselves to their heart's content in this bizarre world.

Lin Hanyu pushed Meng Shiting onto the dance floor and said jokingly, "With your face, there must be a lot of people interested in you. Find someone you like, dance with him, and then take him home for a walk. Does that count as revenge?"

"Now that you've gotten your revenge, can you calm down and have a good chat with Liu Mu?"

After saying that, Lin Hanyu turned around, found a booth, and started drinking alone.

It can be considered as giving Meng Shiting some private space.

Meng Shiting stood on the dance floor.

The noise and heat around him made his mind extremely confused.

Just as he was about to pull away, a strong balsamic smell hit his nose.

A woman dressed in a seductive manner and with a graceful figure came over and hooked her arm around his shoulders. "Handsome man, are you alone? Do you want to dance with me?"

There was anticipation in her eyes.

Meng Shiting glared at her with disgust and said coldly, "Get lost!"

But the noise in the dance floor drowned out his voice.

The woman still came closer without restraint.

Seeing her softness and fragrance about to touch Meng Shiting's arm.

The man suddenly threw his hands away, his eyes shone with a chilling coldness, and his whole body was extremely cold. "I said, get out, didn't you hear me?"

At this moment, the air around seemed to stop flowing.

Everyone around felt the biting cold.

People looked at him in surprise, frightened by the man's impending hurricane-like aura.

The woman's face was pale at this time. After hastily apologizing, she fled in a hurry.

Meng Shiting's gaze passed through the crowd and fell on Lin Hanyu sitting in the booth.

Lin Hanyu obviously sensed the danger, stopped drinking, and looked worried.

It’s not my brother, what does it have to do with me?

At this time, Meng Shiting had walked in front of him, and a strong sense of oppression came over him.

"Key." The man's voice was cold and his tone was grim.

Lin Hanyu immediately understood and threw the car keys to him.

After Meng Shiting took it, he drove the Lamborghini and sped towards Zixiao Mountain.