After marrying the blind president, she became crazy sweet

Chapter 710 Revenge Plan 1

In the slightly dim corridor of Molan Manor, Yun Jiu looked solemn, his brows slightly furrowed, forming a few shallow grooves, as if he was repeatedly weighing something in his mind.

After a moment's thought, he opened his thin lips and spoke in a low and steady voice, as if carrying an unquestionable power: "Let her go!"

The sound echoed in the empty corridor, hitting the wall and bouncing back like a faint echo.

"it is good!"

The bodyguard responded promptly and without any hesitation.

Qianxue's slightly thin figure flashed past the door, like a frightened deer, and quickly disappeared into the distance.

Yun Jiu turned around and walked towards Gu Jingchen's room with steady steps.

Every step was taken firmly and powerfully, and the leather shoes made a crisp sound when they hit the ground.

As soon as he opened the door, his sharp eyes caught Gu Jingchen's strangeness.

Gu Jingchen was seen half leaning on the sofa, with a trace of dried blood on the corner of his mouth. It was particularly glaring under the dim light, like a sudden red mark in the dark night.

His cheeks were red, and the clear slap marks were like a distinct brand, silently telling us that a fierce conflict had taken place here not long ago.

Yun Jiu's heart couldn't help but ripple with confusion.

The fake guy had been in this room for almost an hour. What happened in the room during these sixty minutes? This was like a mysterious mystery that lingered in Yun Jiu's mind.

However, what made Yun Jiu feel even more incredible was that there was a hint of joy on Gu Jingchen's face. The slightly upturned corners of his mouth seemed as if he was immersed in a sweet and beautiful memory, which formed a strong contrast with the scars on his face.

"Master, Miss Mingxue is gone!"

Yun Jiu spoke cautiously, keeping his eyes fixed on Gu Jingchen's every move, trying to catch even the slightest emotional fluctuation from his expression.

There was caution in his eyes, like a detective groping for clues in the dark.

Gu Jingchen seemed to be still immersed in his own thoughts. He licked his lips with a puzzled look on his face.

Asked: "Yun Jiu, did you feel that the woman just now was a little strange?!"

There was a hint of curiosity in his voice, as if he were probing an interesting puzzle.

Yun Jiu thought to himself: He must be a fake, he must be very weird!

But he suddenly remembered that he had promised Zhen Meili to keep the secret. This thought was like an invisible shackle, tightly locking up what he originally wanted to say.

He lowered his head slightly, a respectful look on his face, and said modestly: "Master, I don't feel that there is anything strange about that woman. Could it be that you have discovered something, so you think she is strange?"

He cleverly threw the topic back to Gu Jingchen, trying to find more clues from his answer.

"Nothing, I just suddenly found her a little interesting?!"

When Gu Jingchen spoke, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes revealed an elusive look.

That smile is like the spring breeze, gentle and warm, but it also makes people feel that there are deeper thoughts hidden behind it, just like the undercurrent hidden beneath the calm lake.

Yun Jiu raised his head and looked at Gu Jingchen, and felt that he was more and more strange.

He frowned slightly and whispered softly, "Master, there was nothing strange about Gong Mingxue just now. It's you, Master... who is a little strange!"

There was a hint of puzzlement and bewilderment in his tone, and he was very surprised at Gu Jingchen's change of attitude.

"Oh, it's quite strange."

After Gu Jingchen finished speaking, he turned around and slowly returned to the room, leaving Yun Jiu standing there alone, looking confused.

Yun Jiu looked at Gu Jingchen's departing back, thinking secretly in his heart.

He knew Gu Jingchen very well and knew that he seemed to have a strong interest in that woman.

This kind of interest might be really unfair to the real Gong Mingxue, but as long as the young master can be happy, it might not be a big deal to like a fake one.

Yun Jiu thought so in his heart, with a hint of helplessness and emotion in his eyes.

He sighed softly, as if he wanted to release all the complicated emotions in his heart with this breath.

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Qianxue ran out of Molan Manor desperately like a rabbit being chased by a wild beast.

Before she knew it, time had quietly come to eleven o'clock in the morning. The whole world seemed to have fallen asleep, and everything was silent. Only her rapid breathing and hurried footsteps were particularly abrupt and clearly audible, as if she was playing a tense escape song.

After running a long way out of Molan Manor, she finally stopped, supported her knees with her hands, and gasped for breath. Her chest heaved violently like a fish short of oxygen.

She tried her best to calm her frantic mood, but her heart was still beating wildly, as if it was about to break through the restraints in her chest.

There was fear and anxiety in her eyes, like a lost deer.

She slowly stretched out her trembling fingers and gently touched her lips.

There was a thin layer of blood scab on his lips, which was the mark of injury and the silent witness of the nightmare just now.

It was that strange man who bit her when he was mad. The madness and desire in his eyes at that time still made her feel scared. It was as if that horrible scene would reappear at any time, making her body tremble again.

Qianxue was extremely nervous and worried, not knowing how to explain all this to Qianmo.

Would Qian Mo believe what she had experienced? Would he be furious about it? These questions were like a tangled mess, circling around in her mind, making her brows furrowed tightly.

At the gate of the villa,

She hesitated, her heart filled with struggle and fear.

Her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and she couldn't take a step.

But in the end, she plucked up her courage and walked into the villa.

Her steps were slow and heavy, as if every step carried a huge pressure.

In the living room, the warm yellow light softly shines on the table, where exquisite and tempting little cakes and biscuits are placed, exuding a sweet scent.

This warm scene formed a sharp contrast with Qianxue's mood at the moment.

When Qianmo saw Qianxue coming back, a smile immediately broke out on his face. He warmly invited her to sit on the chair: "Come on, these cakes are specially prepared for you!"

His voice was full of concern and warmth, like the sun in winter.

Qianxue didn't dare look directly into Qianmo's eyes; her eyes were full of guilt and uneasiness.

She suddenly felt extremely ashamed and fell into deep self-contradiction, not knowing whether she should tell Qianmo about her horrific experience in Molan Manor.