Chapter 300

"Genie, right? Are you going to compete with this set of jewelry? This is not the worst jewelry competition. "

“……”

Naive, he is still as naive as expected.

How could she be so unlucky that on her first day back home to work, she met this childish ghost who was both public and private?

When did he start to expand his business to the entertainment industry and even started a magazine?

Ruan Xiaomian's stomach Fei for some time, but on the surface is very calm.

"This kind of rubbish is not worthy of being on the cover of my nanjue company magazine." Said nanjue mercilessly.

"Is it?" Ruan Xiaomian picked a eyebrow, cherry lips light hook, a smile, bright face seems to bump into the bottom of people's heart, "since Mr. nanjue doesn't like it, then I quit."

She stood up.

Since nanjue says her work is rubbish, she doesn't have to stay here and make a fool of herself.

Because no matter what she said, nanjue, a child, would not say a good word about her works.

However, it is absolutely impossible for her to leave so directly.

"Mr. nanjue, before I leave, I give you a suggestion to go to the ophthalmology department, because I think you have problems with your eyes. You don't see my works clearly. Otherwise, there is something wrong with your aesthetics. However, there is nothing to cure. The aesthetic defect is disability."

The mouth is really poisonous, or as unforgiving as before.

Nanjue snorted coldly and laughed.

"If you say so, I'll have a good look."

Said, the line of sight still falls on Ruan Xiaomian's exquisite face, but the words on the other side of the five people said, "you go out first, go back and wait for the notice."

Hearing the words, the five men, if granted amnesty, immediately slipped out.

Great, they can finally leave the battlefield.

The door of the meeting room was closed again. In a flash, only Ruan Xiaomian and nanjue were left in the conference room of Nuo da.

She suddenly nervous up, even the lips smile also in imperceptible in a little disappear.

Nanjue's insight into people's eyes tightly covers Ruan Xiaomian's face, bringing the slight ups and downs of her face into the background of her eyes.

Hum!

Nervous, right?

"What? Don't you want to give me a closer look? You have confidence in your work, and I have confidence in my aesthetics. "

Ruan Xiaomian was stunned when he heard the speech. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

She held the jewelry box tightly in her hand, and was silent. She stepped forward and put the open jewelry box in front of nanjue.

"Sunflower? On the cover of the November issue, do you think it goes with sunflowers? " Asked nanjue, with a snort.

When Ruan Xiaomian looked at her jewelry in nanjue, she pursed her lips and took a long breath. Her lips opened slightly and said faintly, "is there no sun in November?"

Nan Jue nodded and slowly raised his beautiful face to Ruan Xiaomian.

"Well, yes, you almost convinced me, but I still think that this set of jewelry is really ugly

Asshole!

He just wanted to humiliate her. She was so stupid that she stayed.

"Since Mr. nanjue really doesn't like it, I'll..."

"Don't worry." Before Ruan Xiaomian reached out to take the jewelry box, nanjue took the lead in taking the jewelry box. "There are other ways to make your work appear on the cover of next month's monthly magazine. For example, you can bribe me."

As he said, his sight was moving on Ruan Xiaomian's body, and the bright sight finally stopped at Ruan Xiaomian's chest.

Her dress is now ol style, have to admit, this style is very suitable for her, let her more charm, more attractive it.

Ruan Xiaomian is uncomfortable with the sight of nanjue's hooligans In her eyes, nanjue's eyes were just like hooligans.

His eyes seem to be able to strip her layer by layer.

Shameless!

Ruan Xiaomian has been holding back her anger. At this moment, she can no longer control her anger. She bursts out and strides forward to take back her jewelry box.

The moment she came forward, her arm tightened, and then there was a whirl.

Waking up again, she was pinned down on the table in the conference room.

Asshole!

"What are you going to do, nanjue?"

"Don't you want to bribe me? I'll give you a chance now. " Nanjue's lips were covered with an evil smile. One hand held Ruan Xiaomian, and the other hand went into her skirt.

At this moment, the electric current surges through Ruan Xiaomian's whole body.

Her body was stiff, and her dark pupils suddenly enlarged.

What is he doing?

This asshole!

"You let me go, nanjue, you Oh, noHis big palms had torn the stockings from her legs.

Ruan Xiaomian screamed out. It took two seconds to react. He pushed aside nanjue and jumped off the table.

She stood firm, then suddenly raised her hand, forced nanjue's cheek in the past.

The wrist was clenched by nanjue.

Ruan xiaomianxiu frowned and quickly raised his right foot.

After a bang, the chairs of the whole conference room fell to the ground, and even the table tilted.

Ruan Xiaomian was finally pressed on the table by nanjue.

He looked down at her, the smile on his lips was more and more evil, the so-called disaster of the country and the people is just like this.

"Ruan Xiaomian, five years later, your martial arts have improved a lot, but you still can't beat me."

"Let me go!" Ruan Xiaomian roared.

She was really angry, because it was not the scene she had imagined meeting nanjue again.

In her imagination, she was not so embarrassed. On the contrary, she took back her own child and revenged her revenge.

But in reality?

Just like nanjue said, in the past five years, her martial arts have improved a lot, but she is still his defeated general.

What does that mean?

Ruan xiaomianhu was flustered. She was afraid that she would become powerful. She could not deal with nanjue, let alone recapture her son.

"I'm not, Ruan Xiaomian. Don't you really want your work to be on my cover magazine? Then sleep with me and I'll let you win. "

Nanjue said the naked words, big palm is not honest, in the middle of the heart.

"Well!"

Ruan Xiaomian couldn't help but cry out and immediately bit his lower lip.

She was ashamed of the voice she had just made.

South Jue evil smile, "so warm, Ruan Xiaomian, how many years have you not been touched by a man? So tight, huh? "

"You son of a bitch!" Ruan Xiaomian's face was red, his feet were disorderly pedaled, his hands were shackled on his head by nanjue, but he only used one hand.

He's so powerful.

"Your body is much more honest than you are, Ruan Xiaomian. I only use one finger. Can you see how much your reaction is? You've been a vegetarian since you left me? Can no man satisfy you except me? "

The more nanjue said it, the worse it was.

Ruan Xiaomian's anger at the bottom of her heart burned her whole body, and her sense of shame was getting deeper and deeper, which made her eyes moist.

Asshole, asshole!

"You let me go, nanjue. You die. I hate you, I hate you..."

Ruan Xiaomian's body is tormented by love bath and shame, which inspires the deepest hatred in her heart.

She finally yelled out her hatred for nanjue.

"Yes? Ruan Xiaomian, do you hate me? It seems that we really have a good understanding. "

Nanjue's voice dropped, with a trace of cruelty.

Ruan Xiaomian's moist line of sight meets nanjue's line of sight. He is stunned.

Is she wrong?

Why did she see hatred in his eyes?

He hates her?

Why?

Why does he hate her?

Why does he hate her?

What did she do wrong to make him hate her enough to kill her?

What did she do wrong?

Numerous problems jump up and down like a madman in Ruan Xiaomian's heart, and her heart is about to explode.

What is his right to hate her?

Does he know what she's been through in the last five years?

At that time, after giving birth to a child, she was thrown into the cold forest.

All fools know that women who have just given birth to children can't suffer from cold.

That night, the cold, like a skate into her body.

So that in the next four years, she spent in endless pain.

She was afraid of the cold. Every time she was cold, her whole body ached. Every bone, every inch of muscle, was covered with severe pain.

At that time, she told herself that if she could survive, she would kill nanjue.

Yes, she hated him so much that she wanted to kill him.

It's the same now.

In addition to physical pain, there are also mental ones.

Five years ago, she gave her body and mind and all her love to nanjue, but he killed her mercilessly.

She was reborn in blood.

But love is gone and hatred is long.

That's when she developed PTSD, post-traumatic stress disorder.

She loved him so much, but almost died under his gun. Who can understand the hurt to her body and heart?

The psychiatrist said that this kind of disease is a kind of mental disorder. She often has headache because of this disorder.Fortunately, Jiang Yiche invited a lot of doctors, and finally cured the sequelae of cold after giving birth to her child a year ago.

But her mental disorder, will never be good?

She takes medicine every day, lots of Medicine

Does he know all this?

What is his right to hate her?

"You are not a man, nanjue." Ruan Xiaomian stares at nanjue with red eyes, and his voice is low as if it comes from the ground.

"You're right, Ruan Xiaomian. I'm not a human being."

He's not a man for a long time. He's a demon. He's forced by her.

"Remember what I said to you?"

If one day, she left him, betrayed him, he would never let her go.

Now, he can't let her die!

Nanjue suddenly let Ruan Xiaomian go, stood at the table, looked down at her lying on the table, one by one, took off his clothes.

Ruan Xiaomian suddenly sat up and was about to push her away, but the voice of nanjue's threat sounded in his ear.

"Your son is still in my hands."

What?

He threatened her with his son?

Her son, isn't it his son?

"You..."

"Ruan Xiaomian, if you dare to step out of here today, you will never see your son again in your life. I will do what I say."

Nanjue had taken off the tire, pulled off his tie and pulled his shirt apart.

The buttons are all over the place.

Ruan Xiaomian's ears echoed with nanjue's threatening words, but his sight fell on the necklace on his chest.

That's the necklace she gave him. He still wears it.

An arrow in the heart.

Sometimes, love is the heart dripping blood.

When she was designing this necklace, she never expected that she would develop with nanjue to this extent.

How could they become enemies of each other?

Heart, suddenly good acid, good pain.

A drop of business tears, eventually rolled down the corner of her eye, wet her sideburns hair.

Ruan Xiaomian slowly closed his eyes.

The necklace around nanjue's neck, like a key, opened the door of her memories.

In a flash, all the past poured out and the pain broke out.