"Gu Jue, don't you think what you are doing now is childish?" Mo Wenchu ​​supported her arms and reluctantly climbed up from the smooth bathtub.

Gu Jue stood in front of the bathtub, gently stretched out his hand and pushed, and Mo Wenchu ​​fell into the bathtub in embarrassment again. At the same time, water splashed everywhere.

Mo Wenchu ​​closed her eyes and sighed slowly, "What do you want?"

"I will make you suffer so much that your life will be worse than death."

So all Gu Jue said were harsh words, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of Mo Wenchu's mouth. The smile seemed to be ridiculing, which made Gu Jue feel very unhappy.

"Gu Jue, I can guarantee all my property and shares to you, as long as you draw a clear line between you and me from now on and never have any contact with me again."

Mo Wenchu ​​was fed up with the intrigues and dangers of the upper class, and now she just wants to live a stable life.

"Impossible." However, Gu Jue immediately stopped Mo Wenchu's thoughts. He leaned over again and stared at Mo Wenchu ​​condescendingly. "I don't care about property or shares. I just want to torture you."

Mo Wenchu ​​smiled helplessly, "But aren't you torturing yourself by doing this? Gu Jue, can you be more clear-headed? In a sense, I am the daughter of the murderer who caused your family to die. Between you and me

This is a blood feud. If your parents knew better, would they allow you to marry your enemy's daughter?"

"You don't deserve to mention my parents." Under Mo Wenchu's stimulation, Gu Jue pinched her chin again, "Mo Wenchu, I decide what revenge method I choose. Let's take our time and see.

, I will definitely make you regret the decision you made two years ago."

Gu Jue picked up the shower on the side, opened the valve, and pointed cold water directly at Mo Wenchu.

It is late autumn, and the season for taking cold showers has long passed.

In just a few seconds, Mo Wenchu's body was covered with goosebumps.

But she was still sitting in the bathtub, motionless.

The cold water fell from the top of her head and reached every corner of her body. After holding on for a few minutes, Mo Wenchu's upper body began to tremble slightly. She closed her eyes tightly and finally couldn't help but hug her arms tightly.

Outside the bathroom, Gu Jue left his handbag on the floor when he entered, and his cell phone was ringing non-stop.

Mo Wenchu's patience continued. In order to prevent herself from making a sound, she bit her lower lip tightly. Now her mouth was filled with a bloody smell like rust.

Gu Jue looked down at her and saw that Mo Wen's eyelashes were trembling slightly and her face was getting paler.

For some reason, when Gu Jue saw this scene, he didn't feel the pleasure of getting revenge, but instead felt a little irritated in his heart.

Reaching out to close the valve, Gu Jue threw the shower aside, glanced at Mo Wenchu, then opened the door and walked out.

The moment she heard the door to the room close, Mo Wenchu ​​finally couldn't help covering her face and crying.

Outside the door, Gu Jue leaned over and picked up Mo Wenchu's handbag, took out her mobile phone from inside, and answered the call.

"Hello?"

David frowned immediately after hearing Gu Jue's voice, "Where's Wenchu? I want to talk to Wenchu ​​on the phone."

"She's in the bathroom, so it's not convenient for her to answer the phone."

After saying that, Gu Jue hung up the phone, turned off the phone, took out the phone card and threw it downstairs through the window.

Turning around and glancing in the direction of the bathroom, Gu Jue left without looking back.

When Mo Wenchu ​​came out of the bathroom, it was already more than an hour later. After taking a hot bath for what seemed like a century, the coldness on her body finally subsided.

Mo Wenchu ​​wrapped her robe tightly and picked up her mobile phone from the table.

When the phone was turned on, Mo Wenchu ​​stared at the content displayed on it and frowned.

Quickly arriving at the door, Mo Wenchu ​​pulled the door handle hard, but the door did not move at all.

"Gu Jue, you bastard! Let me out quickly!"

Mo Wenchu ​​took a few steps back, and prepared to kick open the door as Zhao Yi did in her memory, but before her foot landed on the door, the previous wound seemed to be involved again, and she felt a burst of pain.

Mo Wenchu ​​had to stop.

When Mo Wenchu ​​bent over and held down her knees, the sound of footsteps approaching from far away was heard outside the door.

"Madam, sir, before he went out, he specifically told us not to open the door for you before tomorrow night."

"Son of a bitch!" Mo Wenchu ​​cursed in a low voice, and then asked, "What else did he say?"

"Sir said that if you go on a hunger strike, we don't have to stop you because you won't be able to hold on for long."

"..." Mo Wenchu ​​scratched her thigh hard, gritted her teeth and said to the door, "I want to make a call, please give me your phone."

"Sir doesn't allow us to do this."

"Do you know what you are doing now? This is called illegal imprisonment of personal freedom. Gu Jue is the principal culprit, and you people are the accomplices. You will go to jail when the time comes. Do you understand?!"

The logic didn't make sense, so Mo Wenchu ​​could only threaten the other party.

"Madam, sir, you won't win if you sue, so we just have to follow your request," the maid was silent for a long time, then said to Mo Wenchu ​​guiltily, "Madam, I'm really sorry, I can't help you.

"

Mo Wenchu ​​was half squatting on the floor slumped. She lowered her head and whispered, "It's okay. I already understand the situation. I can't blame you."

"Madam, just admit your mistake and apologize to your husband. He loves you so much. As long as you are willing to bow your head and admit your mistake, he will definitely forgive you..."

"If this matter could be solved by simply admitting my mistake, why would I be trapped here?"

Mo Wenchu ​​rubbed her hair irritably, then stretched out her hand to beat her knees, "Xiao Zheng, call Gu Jue tomorrow morning and tell him that I kicked the door and hurt my leg last night, and I almost fainted from the pain."

"Madam, this..."

"Don't you want us to reconcile? As long as you are willing to help, my plan will be successful."

Mo Wenchu ​​made a bet in her mind. She usually treats these servants pretty well, and these people don't know the ins and outs of the matter. It shouldn't be too difficult to ask them to do such a favor.

"Okay, but madam, why can't you call now?"

Sure enough, Mo Wenchu ​​won the bet.

"Let him calm down for a night first, so that the plan will have the best effect tomorrow morning."

"Okay, ma'am, do you have any other requests?"

Mo Wenchu ​​slowly stood up from the ground, "No, please go downstairs. Remember to tell me after you call Gu Jue tomorrow morning."

"yes."

The footsteps faded away again, and Mo Wenchu ​​jumped to the bed and sat down along the edge of the bed.

The action just now involved the healing wound, and pain was constantly felt at this time.
Chapter completed!