Devil Young Master Infatuated With Wife

"Alright then. How about I give you a quiet place to settle down?"

She pursed her lips, wanting to say no, but she immediately explained, "I'll follow Madam's arrangements." She understood now that from the beginning to the end, Yuanyuan Embroidered Green didn't like her, didn't even like her living in Shui family. Now, once she knew that she was pregnant, she immediately wanted to send her to the water's edge; in fact, there were no women in this world who would share their husbands with other women, even Yuen Embroidered Green was no exception.

Everything had an explanation and a reason. Everything had become simple.

In the end, he was not the dish that belonged to her. He was Yuan Run Qing's husband, and with a child in his womb, it was about time that she and his Lovers Dream woke up.

Besides, she had never had any feelings for him.

No, never.

There was only trade. From the first moment they met, it was destined to be only trade.

"Alright, then go pack your stuff. Once you're done, go downstairs and wait in the lobby. I'll get the driver to take you out." That gentle smile looked harmless, but that smile made Mo Xiaozhu's heart tremble. It turned out that Yuan Wenqing had always been waiting for him to become pregnant.

She went back to her room to tidy up her things. Other than her ID, almost everything else was given to her by the Shui family. Looking at those things, she suddenly felt like she was a parasite.

Just one backpack and everything, standing in the lobby, waiting for the driver who'd come to pick her up.

The driver obviously hadn't returned, so Mo Xiaozhu had no choice but to wait in the hall.

Bored, she sat on the sofa and looked out the window. The Shui family was quite stylish and was a good place to relax. Unfortunately, this place didn't belong to her.

Two maids came down with two bags in their hands. They walked to Mo Xiaozhu and threw them at her. "Mo Xiaozhu, take these clothes with you. Otherwise, you'll throw them away."

She did not wear it much, and even if she did wear it once, it would still be 90% new. It looks like this was Yuan Wenqing's order, she wanted everything about her to disappear from this house.

"Okay, I'll take it."

She felt a sense of humiliation as she stared fixedly at the two bags of clothes. She also felt that she was like those clothes that could be discarded at any time.

Was that person also Shui Junjun?

She let out a long breath as the car drove away from the Shui Family's main entrance. It was as if she had smelled freedom, but when she quietly looked back, the room that had once belonged to her had a feeling that even she could not read it herself. She suddenly did not want to erase some memories.

"Di..." "Di..." The horn blared, and the two cars met in front of the gate. Outside her window was a black Lamborghini. The silhouette of the man in the driver's seat could be vaguely seen, but only for a split-second, as they passed each other.

Perhaps from then on, they would no longer have anything to do with each other.

But he didn't think that maybe, maybe forever, maybe …

The car stopped in front of a villa on the outskirts of T City. It was a very old Gothic building. Standing in front of it, Mo Xiaozhu felt like he had gone abroad.