One Year Marriage

   Murong Xi exploded after hearing what Dongfang Jue said, "You're going too far, aren't you? Why are you making up your own mind without saying hello to me? You...you're just..."

  Dongfang Jue glanced at her lightly, ignoring her wailing, and continued: "As for your assistant, I have someone help you!"

   "You... what did you tell her?"

   Murong Xi glared at him with a look of alertness.

   Dongfang Jue hooked her lips and teased her deliberately, "Guess!"

   "East, Fang, Jue!!!"

   Murong Xi gritted her teeth angrily, if it wasn't for her so-called ladylike image, she would have rushed over and bit him hard.

   Of course, if she pounces on it at this time, um, who will bite who may be.

   Dongfang Jue looked at her angry expression in the bottom of her eyes, her eyes softened a little, "Let's go, I'll take you to the guest room."

   "Tell me first, how did you tell Xiaoyue?"

   Murongxi did not compromise.

   She doesn't want anyone to know that she lives in the presidential palace.

   "Find an excuse to send her back to Country Q, she's already on the plane."

   "Then does she know about me..."

   "I didn't know you were here, don't worry."

   Dongfang Jue obviously understands her concerns.

   Murong Xi heard the sound, and finally let go of the hanging heart.

   It's just that I'm not used to the thought of living in his house next.

   So, Murong Xi thought about it, and decided to continue to refuse.

   At this time, Dongfang Jue had already stepped up the stairs with her long legs, so she had to bite the bullet and keep up.

   "Oriental Jue..."

   She called his name from behind, but he didn't answer.

   Not giving up, he shouted again, "Dongfang Jue..."

  “…”

   Still no reply.

   Until the two went up to the second floor, Murong Xi finally caught up with him.

  The little hand grabbed his arm violently, she was out of breath: "Dongfang Jue, I think...let's find a hotel nearby? It's really inconvenient to live at your house..."

   "Why is it inconvenient?"

  Dongfang Jue paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed.

   Murong Xi bit her lip and said bravely, "We don't know each other well, it would be bad if there were scandals. After all, people's words are scary, don't you think?"

   As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Dongfang Jue smile coldly, "Oh, not familiar?"

"Um……"

  I don't know why, this "um" actually feels a little guilty.

   Murong Xi swallowed and was about to say something when a shadow suddenly formed in front of her eyes. She blinked, and he pushed her whole body against the wall of the corridor.

  The scorching masculine breath instantly hit his nostrils, and Murong Xi's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

   She reached out to push him, but he took a quicker step and grabbed her hand and raised it above his head.

  Thinking he wanted to kiss her again, Murong Xi wanted to pretend to be calm, but she couldn't hide her nervousness when she said it, "If you have something to say, you...you stay away from me..."

  Dongfang Jue stared at her a few times, as if to see through her embarrassment, the darkness in the bottom of her eyes could not help deepening a bit: "Murong Xi, one day, you will beg me to be closer to you..."

   After he finished speaking, he let go of her and turned around without looking back.

  Murong Xi: "..."

   stood there and watched him walk away, until his tall back disappeared in the corner, she realized something important later.

   What about her luggage?

  Which room does she live in?

   Oops, I'm so dizzy...

   Murong Xi raised her hand and tapped her head, and was hesitating whether to catch up when the maid appeared.

   "Miss Murong, Young Master asked me to take you to the guest room to rest. Please come here!"

   "Okay, trouble."

   Murongxi no longer insisted, and politely agreed.