Chapter 778

Mian Mian's body is soft, and her heart is completely broken.

She looked at the strange and ferocious man in front of her.

There was a mist under my eyes

She rose slowly and instinctively stepped back.

She shook her head. "I didn't expect you to be so terrible Zhan Muqian, why are you such a terrible person! Should all those who offend you die? Isn't someone else human? Why? Why are you so... "

Mian Mian felt fear from the bottom of his heart this time.

She can't even look straight at the man.

Should others die if they disobey his will?

His mentality, as if he is the master of the world, anyone must voluntarily kneel at his feet and worship him.

There is no dignity at all.

Zhan Muqian looks at her excited look, sneers coldly, and looks at her sarcastically. "What kind of person am I, Mianmian Mian, do you know until today?"

Mian Mian looks at him, his big eyes full of defense.

She stepped back a few more steps.

Zhan Muqian's lips are slightly cocked. "What are you hiding from? Now you know that you are afraid? Or do you regret marrying me, eh? "

Mian Mian thinks that he is cold and strange

She took a deep breath. She really didn't want to quarrel with him at such a time.

I also understand that in the current dispute, not only can't distinguish right from wrong, but also can fire oil.

She bit her lips and tried to speak calmly, "I know Gong Qiao doesn't have no responsibility at all. He made a mistake last night, and I understand your mood. You are angry. In the past, I was upset with you because I didn't believe Gong Qiao had that kind of mind for me. Now I know, I promise you, I won't contact Gong Qiao again. Isn't that enough , I just ask you to let him go this time. As long as you don't move him, don't move the palace, I won't feel guilty about him. So I'm just a passer-by with him in the future. Isn't that good, uncle Zhan Isn't that what you want? "

Zhan Muqian narrowed his eyes and gradually approached her.

Mian Mian is afraid. She doesn't know what he is going to do. Her instinct of self-protection keeps her back

Zhan Muqian's face is getting colder.

Mian Mian has been forced to the bedside by him. If he retreats, he will knock his heels.

He cold face, eyes, hands, a twist on her arm, will press her into his arms.

He was commanding, his eyes were aggressive, he sneered and asked her, "what are you hiding from, afraid of me?"

Mianmian hasn't had time to shake her head to explain.

Zhan Muqian holds her chin, and the smile on her lips is full of satire.

"Now I know to be afraid of me. When I ran to the wharf with that boy last night, did you ever think of being afraid? Didn't you think of the consequences of being caught back by me at that time?"

Mian Mian thinks she explained it to him last night

And he believed it.

Last night, when she was about to stop talking, he even said it himself. He didn't want to say no.

She thought he was tolerant and reasonable.

But now he has changed his face.

It's so grim.

She suddenly felt extremely depressed.

She frowned and whispered, "at the end of the day, you still don't believe me. You are angry with me. Zhan Muqian You can vent on me. It makes me feel better. Why involve innocent people? "