First Marriage, then love: wife, never divorce

“I don’t have a visa from China, so I can’t go to Binhai with you, ” Yan ru quickly interrupted Dongfang Mo’s words. It was obvious that she was reminding him not to be muddle-headed. She thought that this was a certain city in China and that he could shuttle back and forth by himself.

“If I say you can, then you can, ” Dongfang Mo looked at her with a mocking gaze Then, he reached out and patted her face. “Alright, you can rest well here. I’ll go out first. As for how to bring you back to Binhai, that’s my business. You… really don’t have to worry! ”

After saying that, he turned around elegantly and walked towards the door. He quickly opened the door and walked out. At the same time, he slammed the door shut and disappeared from Yan ru’s sight.

Yan Ru could only sit in this overly luxurious presidential suite. She didn’t make any stupid moves to open the door and escape. She knew that since Dongfang Mo had caught her, he wouldn’t let her escape so easily If the door wasn’t locked from the outside, then there would definitely be security guards at the door or something.

There was no way she could escape from the door. There was no doubt about that. What about the other places?

She couldn’t help but go to the window and take a look. The cars running on the street downstairs were the size of toy cars. This silently reminded her that the current floor was very high. Jumping down would be tantamount to suicide.

Of course, she couldn’t commit suicide. Moreover, suicide was a stupid act. Moreover, she wasn’t alone right now. She still had her little feather. She couldn’t let her little feather be alone in this world.

Moreover, even if she did not have her little feather, she could not commit suicide. This was because suicide could not threaten Dongfang Mo. Moreover, suicide did not bring any benefits to her. To Dongfang Mo, it did not seem to bring any harm.

Dongfang Mo left and did not return for a few hours. Yan Ru only felt hungry and had no choice but to open the refrigerator. Then, she took out milk and bread to satisfy her hunger. It was her principle to first make do with her stomach to fill it up.

The bed in the presidential suite was always particularly luxurious. She did not even change her clothes and just lay on the bed. She wanted to let herself sleep and replenish her energy. This was because only with sufficient energy could she find a chance to escape tomorrow.

However, people were like this sometimes. The more you wanted to sleep, the more you could not fall asleep. Yan Ru was the same at this moment. She closed her eyes and tossed and turned on this extravagant bed, but she could not fall asleep.

The events from five years ago flashed through her mind like a movie. She had replaced her younger sister, Xi Muxue, to marry Dongfang Mo, who had been burned beyond recognition by the fire… …

The surprise at the wedding, the surprise on the wedding night, and the demon’s gaping jaws gnawing fiercely… …

She had accepted her fate, she had put in so much effort, she had… …

She still remembered the helplessness of being chased out of the Dongfang family when the Xi family collapsed, she still remembered when Zheng Yifan was framed, he had coldly pushed a mistress agreement over, she still remembered when Zheng Yifan came to find her and was caught by him.. He had humiliated her in front of everyone, she still remembered… …

For the past five years, she had deliberately ignored it and worked hard. She had constantly focused her attention and attention on painting and little feather, training herself to become a master at disguising herself.

It was a pity that her cultivation was not enough, so all the strength that she had put on in disguise was kicked into a pile of loose sand by Dongfang Mo. she was utterly defeated, and the power to resist was completely unable to be gathered.