Pampering His Sweet Wife

Chapter 389

Ruan Xiaomo was stunned for a second.

She did not expect that Milena could think of this level.

Since she can't get rid of herself, her mother will come in.

She can't make it clear.

As a healthy man, Mo Xiuze was tortured like that after being taken away by Jin liefeng.

On the mother's side, the body after the initial recovery of a serious illness could not stand the torture of Jin liefeng!

Ruan Xiaomo stood in the same place, his eyes staring at Milena coldly, silent.

This look, staring at the bottom of Milena's heart.

"Ruan Xiaomo, what are you looking at?" She emboldened herself: "why don't you talk? I'm afraid?! I tell you, don't think you're the only one who's going to catch people! "

She will, too!

It's more than who cares about people, who has more weaknesses, isn't it?

Ruan Xiaomo's social relationship is not complicated, and his former colleagues are no longer in contact with each other, but all the people around Ruan Xiaomo can become the chips of containment!

Ruan Xiaomo's lips rose, showing a polite smile, "yes, I underestimated your ability to learn human essence."

She strode forward, causing Milena to make a calm voice: "what are you doing? What do you want? Ruan Xiaomo, don't think I will be afraid of you in this way - ah

With a scream from Milena, there was a loud slap in the face.

Milena was in a terrible mess.

The coffee in front of her was splashed on her face by Ruan Xiaomo, and then before she recovered, Ruan Xiaomo raised her hand and slapped her!

Milena's face can't cover the finger prints on his cheeks.

She covered her face. She couldn't believe that Ruan Xiaomo dared to do this to her even when she was threatened.

Ruan Xiaomo stood in front of her with a cold face and a quiet voice: "this is for my friend. Milena, don't think I can't deal with you!"

She just didn't know about Milena before. At that time, she wanted to run away and didn't know about the women around Jin liefeng. So she relaxed her vigilance and was exploited by Milena.

But if she can't leave the imperial palace for a while now, and Milena implicates the people around her into the water.

She's not going to make Milena feel better!

It can only be calculated once, she Ruan Xiaomo has no reason to capsize in the same sewer!

Milena was stunned by her. After her reaction, she immediately stood up and pointed to Ruan Xiaomo. Her lips trembled with anger, but she couldn't say a word.

Ruan Xiaomo stared at her quietly: "if you have the ability, go to Jin liefeng now and tell her that I did something when I was in the hospital. If you don't have the ability, you can hold it for me!"

Even if she borrows Milena's courage, Milena will not dare to talk to Jin liefeng about it!

Taking her mother to threaten her is just a move of Milena.

Now Milena doesn't have to rush to her death.

Milena was even more angry at her words. She glared at Ruan Xiaomo: "don't think you can walk sideways now that you have the name of Mrs. Jin Shao. Ruan Xiaomo, who doesn't know that you are just a straw with embroidered pillows!"

When Jin Shao has tortured Ruan Xiaomo enough, this woman should live to the end!

At that time, how does she want to revenge Ruan Xiaomo?!

Ruan Xiaomo said with a smile: "yes, it's a false name, but even if it's a false name, people will call Mrs. Jin Shao when they see me. What's the matter? Do you think you're going to die when you hear it?"

Milena had never seen Ruan Xiaomo's sharp mouth. She was so sarcastic that she could only knock over a table of refreshments.

Ruan Xiaomo coldly glanced at her, let her crazy, he turned around, and left here directly.

In fact, she didn't achieve her goal this time.

Originally, she wanted to stick the handle of Milena's delaying bodyguard to Jin liefeng, so that Milena could pay the price.

But now it seems that she can't do it for a while.

Ruan Xiaomo went back to the bedroom and sat down in front of the French window.

Rosalind's influence has been borrowed once this time. She can't borrow it again.

And what Rosalind said before is very clear.

From now on, Rosalind can only kill her heart, let alone save her.

I lost the chance that I got very hard.

Ruan Xiaomo stared at the floor of the room.

Can she escape in her life?

Can she still leave this hellish place?

"Young lady? Young lady?! How are you, young lady? "

The servant's voice of raising the volume suddenly rang out beside him. Several times later, he woke up Ruan Xiaomo, who was so preoccupied with things.She recovered, rubbed some dry eyes, casually asked: "what's the matter?"

This room seldom comes in and out of servants, so she has also formed the habit of asking for help when someone comes in, besides cleaning and delivering meals.

When the servant saw her coming back, he might have been worried that she had the name of a young lady. He stood aside and replied respectfully, "young master, let me tell you to see him."

Ruan Xiaomo turned suspiciously and looked at the servant, "see him?"

What do you do with Jin liefeng?

Didn't he just come in here and torture her?

Is it a change of place today?

Or did he come up with something new to torture her?

Uneasy mood, unconsciously poured up.

"Yes, the young master said. There is a picture. You must go and see it yourself." The servant replied.

Picture?

What must she see with her own eyes?

Ruan Xiaomo waved restlessly: "I know. I'll go right away."

She had a premonition in her heart that the picture was absolutely not what she wanted to see.

The servant took her around the corner and went to a place where she seldom used to go in the imperial palace.

The outside is simple and crude, but a window is not very regular from the highest place. Once inside, the atmosphere makes people feel heavy and uncomfortable.

The smell of blood spread in the air.

Ruan Xiaomo followed the servant and let the servant take her, step by step stepping on the stone steps and up the whirling steps.

Upstairs, the light is not better than downstairs.

A large stone table was filled with exquisite food and wine.

The handsome men are wearing white shirts with delicate white lines embroidered with dark lines, showing extremely difficult workmanship and luxury in a low profile.

The black suit trouser legs wrapped the man's long straight legs, so casually open to sit, clean and polished men's shoes tip, facing the outside of the guardrail of this building.

Hearing her footsteps, the man raised his eyes and glanced at her.

Deep purple eyes, as if stained with scarlet, appear strange and terrible.