"When you were a child in Jiangnan?"

"Shouldn't Marquis Xu Bei have investigated everything clearly? Why bother asking me again?"

Xie Xun laughed and called softly, like a lover rubbing their temples together. His illusion of affection can easily make people fall in love with him.

"Tangtang, do you have nothing to say?"

Meng Tangan raised his head: "If you want to hear how Brother Lin saved my life and took care of me, I can't tell you."

Xie Xun looked at her steadily, his eyes dark.

"I'm sleepy, Xu Beihou, please come back." She said, turned and walked towards the bed.

Xie Xun twirled his jade finger, suppressed his temper with the only patience he had, and said in a carefree and dignified manner: "Then you sleep, and I'll watch."

Meng Tangan ignored him.

After Xie Xun left, he went to Dali Temple and suddenly said: "Check Meng Tang'an."

Yang Zhihua was stunned: "Didn't you check everything before?"

"Check again." Xie Xun walked forward calmly, his profile was cold and clear, showing an inhuman toughness, "From the time she was born to now."

"It all happened more than ten years ago. If we continue to investigate the true details, I'm afraid it will take a while."

"It doesn't matter."

…

"Catch her! Don't let her escape!"

"Why do I feel like she looks familiar?"

"I seem to have seen her in Shangshu Mansion before."

"Forget it, the death of the Minister of the Ministry of Finance is really unlucky!"

Yu Yi escaped with difficulty, shook off those who were following him, and ran to a small medical center for treatment. He was covered in blood and his heart felt cold.

This time the news of the mission leaked out, it was Liang Jian...Liang Jian wanted to kill her!

She should have known.

Liang Jian is suspicious by nature. If she comes out of the Xu Beihou Mansion like this, he will definitely not reuse her again.

But I didn’t expect that he would actually kill her!

Yu Yi's face turned pale.

She doesn't want to die.

She wants to find a way out.

Xie Xun's smiling words echoed in his ears. After a long time, Yu Yi limped out of the medical clinic and walked to Xu Beihou's mansion.

With the information about Liang Jian in her hands, she might be able to make a deal with Xie Xun.

…

From now on, Xie Xun will always come to Chu Yuju. The time is uncertain. No matter how busy he is, he will always find time to come and stay for a few minutes. Meng Tangan always has an indifferent attitude and refuses to say a word.

Xie Xun was delayed by official duties that day and came over very late.

It was raining autumn at night, and the chill was deep. The servants all knelt down to salute and took the umbrella and crane cloak held by Xie Xun.

The rain was pouring down, and inevitably I got a little wet. My figure was slender and cold, my profile was sharp and angular in the haze of rain and mist, my skin was cold and white, sharp and flamboyant.

Meng Tangan was about to take a rest at this time.

She was only wearing a white tunic, which was thin and thin. One of the buttons was unbuttoned, revealing half of her collarbone.

When he saw Xie Xun, his body subconsciously shrank back and buttoned up his buttons again, his eyes distant and unfamiliar.

Xie Xun paused, his face darkened, and he stared at her with his deep black eyes.

He didn't want to do anything originally, but Meng Tangan's attitude made him very uncomfortable.

"If I really want to sleep with you, do you think those broken buttons can stop me?" Xie Xun said sarcastically, his voice low and cold.

Meng Tang'an confessed. He was frightened and forced himself to speak.

"I don't want to."

Xie Xun approached step by step, his body still stained with the cold outside, his eyes like the cold stars of the Xiangjiang River.

"Don't come here!" Meng Tangan shouted, her slender body stepped back, her eyelashes trembling with nervousness, her fingers tightened on the scissors placed under the pillow and pointed at Xie Xun.

When Xie Xun saw the scissors, he laughed angrily and gritted his teeth: "Well done to you."

As he said that, he stopped in front of her, grabbed the woman's wrist, and grabbed the pair of scissors.

Meng Tang'an screamed, struggled desperately, and stabbed Xie Xun randomly with the scissors. The middle coat became loose with the movement, and the exposed white dazzled people's eyes.

Xie Xun saw that she really dared to take action, and his heart was filled with coldness and rage. He accidentally cut a cut on his finger, but he didn't care, threw the scissors to the ground, and grabbed her neck.

Outside the window, there was lightning and thunder, and the wind and rain were blowing. Xu Beihou had a sharp profile, his long white fingers were bleeding, dripping along the fingertips, and the scar on the back of his hand was extremely dazzling.

The woman's slender and soft neck was in his palm, and she was forced to look up at him. Her peach blossom eyes were pitiful and filled with tears.

"Meng Tang'an, you can only be my wife in this life." He leaned over and said in her ear, unmoved by the tears in her eyes.

"Think it through earlier, don't force me."

The cold breath hit her ears, still stained with the chill of the night. Meng Tang'an shivered, holding Xie Xun's wrist around her neck with both hands.

"Think clearly, will I sleep with you?"

"Hmm."

A tear fell on Xie Xun's fingertips without warning.

It slid down her delicate and pale cheeks, and her chin was very pointed.

She has lost weight these days, and her waist is so slim that it is not even tight.

He bit down on the side of Xie Xun's neck suddenly and hard, without any warning. Xie Xun hissed in pain.

Lifting her chin: "Why are the teeth so sharp?"

"Xie Xun, I hate you so much." She choked.

Xie Xun wiped away the tears from his fingertips, smiled, and didn't care. He hugged her into his arms and said, "Then hate it."

Meng Tangan sobbed in his arms, her face turned red from coughing, and she complained: "I'm so sleepy, and you still won't let me sleep."

Xie Xun raised his eyebrows and extinguished the lamp next to him. The bedroom was much darker and quieter. He could hear the rain outside the window. He forced the person into his arms and said, "Just sleep like this."

Meng Tangan smelled the clean and light fragrance on his body and struggled subconsciously: "But you are so cold."

"You'll feel warm after hugging you for a while."

Meng Tangan really couldn't cheer up. Half of his face was buried in the pillow. He was very tired and didn't want to argue with him anymore: "Don't touch me."

After a while, Xie Xun said yes.

When Meng Tangan woke up the next day, it was rare that Xie Xun hadn't left yet, but she watched her finish her breakfast.

These days, Meng Tangan is used to treating Xie Xun as a transparent person, and is occasionally forced to say a few words.

That day, the doctor came to change the dressing for Xie Xun's shoulder injury: "It will heal in a few days..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the bite mark on the side of his neck, which was quite deep. It looked like it was a woman.

The doctor's eyelids twitched and he quickly averted his eyes, pretending he didn't know anything.

Xie Xun leaned there indifferently, supporting his forehead with his long fingers. The slap mark on the side of his face was almost gone, and then he went out to meet people and handle official business.

Although those people were wondering why Xie Xun didn't show up a few days ago, they didn't dare to ask more questions.

After the doctor left, Yang Zhihua came in and asked, "Are you going to Chu Yuju today?"

"Go." Xie Xun patted his sleeves, his lips curved lazily and mockingly.

He wanted to see how long she would stay stubborn with him.

Yang Zhihua has never seen Xie Xun treat a woman like this. To be precise, he has never had a woman around him before, except for the adopted daughter adopted by Mrs. Liu who always pestered Xie Xun.

Yang Zhihua can't stand it anymore these days. She's so tired. If this continues, Xie Xun won't be able to reconcile with Miss Meng, and he will be on the bed first.

I had to share my many years of experience with Xie Xun.
Chapter completed!