Chapter 5: Two men with the same face

the next day.

The sunshine outside the window shines through the glass. On a double bed in Norda, the woman sleeps very sweetly. The silk quilt of snow slides down and reveals the curvilinear upper part of her body. The skin is white as jade with red spots on it. A clear-eyed person knows what she experienced last night.

Ann Xiaojie, lying in bed, turned over and felt uncomfortable and slightly painful under her. She opened her eyes.

Is this...?

Looking at the snow-white ceiling, the lavender crystal chandelier and the white quilt wrapped around her, she blinked and suddenly remembered what happened last night.

The shameful movements, the man's breath, his growls and her whispers, his sweat and her tears...

Anxiaojing sat up immediately after a carp struck up, and the more obvious kiss marks on her body reminded her that what happened last night was not a dream at all!

There is still a trace of ambiguity in the air, and the people around her are no longer there. The cold coming from the pillow reminds her that the cold has been gone for a long time.

What happened last night was like a movie echo in her mind. Ann Xiaojing held the quilt tightly with both hands and her veins burst out.

It's also cold... Her eyes burst with hatred, fierce and profound.

At the thought of this name, Ann Xiaojie would like to cut off his flesh piece by piece, let his blood drip, and set him back to ashes!

Ann Xiaojing took a deep breath and held back her intense anger and grievance.

Why? Why did she become so... Why did the peaceful life be disturbed in a moment?

It's all cold!

If his presence had not disturbed her peaceful life, she would not have been forced to marry, nor would she have been so...

Brother... What should I do?

Ann Xiaojing was helpless for a while, and all she could think of when she was sad was to love her brother from an early age.

When he was a child, his father was busy with entertainment. There were only brothers and mothers in the family. Later, his mother died, leaving only brothers.

Brother... Ann Xiaojing clenched her fist and her eyes were full of stubbornness.

She won't forget her so-called marriage in exchange for her brother's safety in the United States!

She can't give up for her brother! Leng Yichen, let's go and see!

Ann Xiaojing inspired herself secretly in her heart, and her firm eyes glowed like mountains.

"Miss Ann, are you up?" Just as Ann Xiaojing was about to get out of bed, there was a knock outside the door.

Ann Xiaojing shrank back her legs and nodded, "Well."

The door lock twisted and an aunt in her forties came in with a pile of clothes in her hand.

"Miss Ann, this is the dress that the young master has prepared for you."

"Thank you." Ann Xiaojing pulled at the corner of her mouth, wrapped up the quilt and pointed to the chair next to her. "Just put it over there."

"OK." The aunt put aside her clothes and went out.

Ann Xiaojing vomited, got up, picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom.

After taking a hot bath, Ann Xiaoyi felt much better about the discomfort between her legs. She dressed herself and found that the clothes fit unexpectedly, just like they were tailored for her.

Ann Xiaojing didn't think much about it. After dressing up, she left the room and went downstairs.

The maid had prepared breakfast, and Ann Xiaojing touched her shrunken stomach and licked her lips subconsciously.

"Where is this, please?"

The maid who was cleaning the house turned around and smiled at her. "This is Fengqi Road, Leng's other courtyard."

Ann Xiaoji nodded.

Fengqi Road, a famous rich area in Beijing.

Although the conditions in Anxiaojie's family are not bad, she still dares not start such a place easily. Because the people who live here are either politically strong or have more power and money than can be shaken.

Ann Xiaojing looked up and down at the whole house, the duplex floor, the whole house decoration style is elegant style. Soft wool carpets, Beige sofas and crystal chandeliers with old yellow lights are all vintage furniture made of fine mahogany. Everywhere there is an elegance, but it is hard to hide the warmth.

Ann Xiaojing put her mouth down, and the warmth and coldness revealed by the whole room did not match her personal temperament at all.

The courtyard is a big lawn, green grass with blue sky, fresh air and sunshine with just the right temperature, so that Ann Xiaojing's original restless mood suddenly relaxed.

Ann Xiaojing looked around. This cold and rich house is too big to see the door out at all.

A little red lips, Ann Xiaomei a little angry, just ready to turn around, but eyes to the fountain pool not far away.

Somebody?!

She raised her lips and walked towards the man.

"Hello, excuse me..." Anxiaojing stopped before she finished her speech and stared at the person in front of her eyes.

A white suit, painted quietly on the drawing board with a brush in his hand, and the moment he turned his head, Ann Xiaoyi could not help exclaiming.

This person... It looks exactly the same as Leng Yichen!

But the difference is... Cold is evil, bloodthirsty and indifferent, but this person's eyes are clear.