"Let's make it clear first. I can't marry you, let alone like you!"
"Even if you keep pestering me, I won't agree!"
In the long pavilion in the back garden of the hotel, Ning Miaoyi was wearing a white cheongsam embroidered with delicate petals. Her eyes fell on the man in front of her, who was talking non-stop, and there was a little impatience in her eyes.
As he said, it was the first time that Ning Miaozhen met him today.
The man in front of her was born in a Chinese Medicine family. He was a famous doctor who was praised by everyone. His name was Gu Lin.
And the marriage he was talking about was the marriage between two parents when they were children.
They had never seen each other before, so they didn't have a childhood sweetheart. It was good for them to refuse each other directly.
Ning Miao didn't want to listen to his nagging. After saying "OK", she turned around and left.
"Don't interrupt me before I finish my words!" Gu Lin continued to talk, "Don't threaten me with your parents' lives. It's useless for me to tell you... Hey, why did you leave?"
He stared at the woman who walked further and further away in surprise. It seemed that he did not expect that the matter of breaking off the engagement could be solved so smoothly.
Before coming here, he had prepared a lot of words to persuade Ning Miao.
Ning Miao walked faster and faster. She didn't miss him at all, leaving only a glimpse of Gu Lin.
He suddenly felt a little excited.
Walking through the back garden, there was a glass door in front, which was similar to a greenhouse with many rare and precious grass.
After pushing the door open and entering, Ning Miao wiped the rain on her face with a piece of paper.
She was happy to be able to cancel the engagement smoothly. The origin of this marriage was unclear, and the attitude of her family was secretive. Just these two things made her very resistant.
After drying her hair, she was about to go inside when she suddenly heard a faint voice. "Help, help me..."
Ning Miaorong's ears had always been very good. She must have misheard the cry for help just now.
Who would call for help in a high-class hotel in broad daylight?
The voice was like the pleading of a dying person. There was a strong sense of despair and uneasiness in the tone, which made people panic. Following the intermittent voice, Ning Miaoyi moved her feet carefully.
The deeper they went in, the more lush the vegetation grew.
Ning Miaolu lifted a large leaf and saw a man sitting in the depths of the greenhouse at a glance.
He just sat there, exuding the majesty of a superior, which made people couldn't help trembling.
The man was wearing a black suit, black leather shoes, and two buttons on his collar, which complemented his aggressive temperament.
A man covered in blood leaned at his feet and pleaded bitterly, "Master Yu, I was wrong. Please let me go!"
It was said that there was gold under a man's knees, but how could a dying man care about his dignity?
Just by looking at him, Ning Miaolin knew that she had accidentally broken into someone else's private field. It seemed that "Master Yu" had power and influence, so he was definitely not a good person.
At this time, the man called "Master Yu" looked down at the man who was begging for mercy on the ground and kicked his bloody hand away with a poker face. He said slowly in a low and magnetic voice, "You touched my bottom line, and you still want to live? What a wishful thinking."
