What's more, everyone knows that Mr. Mu is a very mysophobic owner. The floor is now so messy and debris, if they don't clean it up in time, they are afraid they will be punished.
The maid carefully prepared to sweep——
A cold voice sounded: "No sweeping!"
The servant was startled, and the broom fell to the ground. He glanced at Mu Chengfeng with a shuddering look, and immediately lowered his head. His extremely cold eyes would definitely turn him into a popsicle if he met her.
The bloodthirsty and terrifying eyes stared closely at the calm face, and said cruelly: "I'm afraid Miss Ning won't take those pieces of glass seriously, right?" Her lips were raised in an extremely evil way, clearly speaking.
I just want her to walk out barefoot like this.
Of course, he didn't believe that she would come out barefoot. The soles of her feet were so delicate that it would be painful if she stepped on them. Of course he knew how painful it was, so he let her come out barefoot.
In fact, she still had a choice, that is, beg him.
Ning Yazhi smiled softly. The smile made her face look twisted in horror, but the blood on her forehead was like a very beautiful flower. She had such an ugly face, but her eyes were so clear.
Like the stars in the sky, the shining light is breathtakingly beautiful.
Mu Chengfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and her smile and the calmness in her eyes stung his eyes severely.
Those eyes that were as clear as transparent glass seemed to be the ugly person, making all the unhappiness in his heart appear transparent.
At this moment, he actually had the urge to destroy her.
Ning Yazhi's footsteps moved.
The servant saw her nonchalantly stepping on the sharp shards, step by step, seemingly not feeling the pain of the glass shards scratching her soles. Her face couldn't help but turn a little pale, and she felt that Ning Yazhi was really cruel to her.
No, the more cruel person is Mr. Mu, her boss.
Sharp pain pierced the soles of her feet, and Ning Yazhi paused for a few seconds, then continued to walk forward slowly.
Mu Chengfeng's pupils shrank violently, and something seemed to explode in his heart, causing his brain to go blank and his heart to be bloody and bloody, as if it no longer had its original appearance.
He has never seen a woman so stubborn that he could gnash his teeth with hatred, so much that he clearly wanted to destroy her, but the pain deep inside his body was so painful that he couldn't extricate himself.
At this moment, he couldn't tell whether it was anger, hatred, or heartache.
Is he heartbroken?
Is this what heartache feels like?
He has always been cold and cruel. In his world, there is only the weak and the strong. Whatever he wants, he will plunder at all costs. He has never been able to stop or dare to stop what he wants to do.
He was like a arrogant emperor, with everyone groveling humbly at his feet, but this woman was damning against him, completely different from what he expected.
She would rather be scarred and covered in blood than beg him.
Mu Chengfeng's back was straightened proudly and noblely, his dark eyes were dancing with terrible anger at this moment, his lips were pursed horribly, and his eyes were staring at Ning Yazhi dangerously.
She walked very slowly, and with every step, the sharp pain made her face pale. With every step, she felt how cruel and cruel Mu Chengfeng was. With every step, she felt that the pain in her heart was worse than the pain in her soles.
The pain is sharper and more painful.
It was as if the sharp fragments were tearing apart not the soles of her feet, but her heart.
When she walked in front of him, she didn't even pause and walked directly to the stairs. Besides, everyone knew that Mr. Mu was a very serious owner of mysophobia. The floor was now so messy and fragmented. If they were not cleaned in time, they would be afraid of being harmed.
punishment.
The maid carefully prepared to sweep——
A cold voice sounded: "No sweeping!"
The servant was startled, and the broom fell to the ground. He glanced at Mu Chengfeng with a shuddering look, and immediately lowered his head. His extremely cold eyes would definitely turn him into a popsicle if he met her.
The bloodthirsty and terrifying eyes stared closely at the calm face, and said cruelly: "I'm afraid Miss Ning won't take those pieces of glass seriously, right?" Her lips were raised in an extremely evil way, clearly speaking.
I just want her to walk out barefoot like this.
Of course, he didn't believe that she would come out barefoot. The soles of her feet were so delicate that it would be painful if she stepped on them. Of course he knew how painful it was, so he let her come out barefoot.
In fact, she still had a choice, that is, beg him.
Ning Yazhi smiled softly. The smile made her face look twisted in horror, but the blood on her forehead was like a very beautiful flower. She had such an ugly face, but her eyes were so clear.
Like the stars in the sky, the shining light is breathtakingly beautiful.
Mu Chengfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and her smile and the calmness in her eyes stung his eyes severely.
Those eyes that were as clear as transparent glass seemed to be the ugly person, making all the unhappiness in his heart appear transparent.
At this moment, he actually had the urge to destroy her.
Ning Yazhi's footsteps moved.
The servant saw her nonchalantly stepping on the sharp shards, step by step, seemingly not feeling the pain of the glass shards scratching her soles. Her face couldn't help but turn a little pale, and she felt that Ning Yazhi was really cruel to her.
No, the more cruel person is Mr. Mu, her boss.
Sharp pain pierced the soles of her feet, and Ning Yazhi paused for a few seconds, then continued to walk forward slowly.
Mu Chengfeng's pupils shrank violently, and something seemed to explode in his heart, causing his brain to go blank and his heart to be bloody and bloody, as if it no longer had its original appearance.
He has never seen a woman so stubborn that he could gnash his teeth with hatred, so much that he clearly wanted to destroy her, but the pain deep inside his body was so painful that he couldn't extricate himself.
At this moment, he couldn't tell whether it was anger, hatred, or heartache.
Is he heartbroken?
Is this what heartache feels like?
He has always been cold and cruel. In his world, there is only the weak and the strong. Whatever he wants, he will plunder at all costs. He has never been able to stop or dare to stop what he wants to do.
He was like a arrogant emperor, with everyone groveling humbly at his feet, but this woman was damning against him, completely different from what he expected.
She would rather be scarred and covered in blood than beg him.
Mu Chengfeng's back was straightened proudly and noblely, his dark eyes were dancing with terrible anger at this moment, his lips were pursed horribly, and his eyes were staring at Ning Yazhi dangerously.
She walked very slowly, and with every step, the sharp pain made her face pale. With every step, she felt how cruel and cruel Mu Chengfeng was. With every step, she felt that the pain in her heart was worse than the pain in her soles.
The pain is sharper and more painful.
It was as if the sharp fragments were tearing apart not the soles of her feet, but her heart.
When she walked in front of him, she didn't even pause and walked directly to the stairs.