The man looked at her face, bewitched lips: "take her down and have a good wash."

With that, the man turns and leaves, leaving Chu Jiaxuan standing in the same place.

What's the situation? Who can tell her what's going on? Originally she was still holding the mood that he knew her to come here, did not expect that she is now regarded as someone else's imprisonment?

Damn, should not be so impatient, more should not obediently follow him, but now say these useful? What's more, what kind of resistance did she have at that time?

Just as she was in a daze, the servant came up and pulled Chu Jiaxuan down to take a bath and dress up.

Chu Jiaxuan wants to tell them that she doesn't want to be here. She wants to go back, but her struggle is useless in their eyes, because her hands are weak and her mouth is speechless. What can she do?

After taking a bath for Chu Jiaxuan, the servant took her to a dressing room. In the dressing room, she picked out a deep V long skirt. The expensive dress was put on her body, and her figure was perfectly outlined. The next second, a hairdresser came in to help her with her hairstyle.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Chu Jiaxuan's heart is bitter. Does that man really not know her? Just because of her eyes?

When she was distracted, the hairstylist had already given her a good haircut. The next moment, she wore a gauze hat on her head to cover up the scar on her face. In this way, she looked noble and mysterious.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Chu Jiaxuan smiles bitterly. The next moment, the servant helps her go downstairs.

In the living room, the man was sitting on the leather sofa with a glass in his hand. He was sitting on the sofa alone, drinking alone, and looking out of the window, as if in deep thought.

When Chu Jiaxuan comes down the stairs and sees the man's lonely breath, his eyes flash with doubts. Why does this man show such a breath?

Chu Jiaxuan walks to the man's side and stops, looking down at the man sitting on the sofa.

"Young master, do you like this shape?" The sissy voice of the designer rings out, holding an orchid finger in her hand, and at night is hanging a bright smile.

The man listened and his eyes fell on Chu Jiaxuan. Chu Jiaxuan said, "yes, go down."

"Good." Hair stylist a listen, smile of go down.

Chu Jiaxuan stands behind the man and looks at the man through the black veil in front of her. She doesn't understand what this man wants to do?

She came to the man and stopped, her hands powerless. She wanted to tell him that she wanted to leave here. She had important things to do and didn't have time to play with him.

Looking at the hand painted woman, the man put the cup in his hand on the table top, his whole body exudes the evil spirit breath.

Deep eyes through black sand directly looked into her eyes: "I don't know what you want to say to me, Chu Jiaxuan, don't you know me?"

Listening to the man call out her name, Chu Jiaxuan trembled and her eyes were full of fanatical eyes.

This man really knew her and recognized her. When he saw her, he would certainly recognize her. He could recognize her as a stranger. It was impossible for him not to recognize her.

Her eyes twinkled with tears, but her heart was happy, but who was this man? Why you can see her at a glance.