Getting Married One Night

As soon as the maid left, Wen Nanzhi had no time to thank the housekeeper, and the housekeeper left in a hurry.

There was a black breath on everyone's face, as if they were afraid of something.

There is only one person in the palace who can make everyone shudder without fighting.

Gong Shen.

Wen Nanzhi wanted to go back to his room, but he heard Gong Shen's angry voice.

She carefully moved forward a few steps, stood outside the restaurant and looked in.

All the meals on the table were thrown to the ground. The only thing that survived was a glass of wine in Gong Shen's hand.

Slender pure black, stiff and straight, elegant and cold, slender fingers holding the wine cup, like sharp claws.

"Treacherous Wen Xiang!" Gong Shen looked up and drank the wine in his hand, then smashed the glass out.

Broken glass dregs splashed everywhere, but none of the people inside dared to move.

When Wen Nanzhi heard his father Wen Xiang's name, he immediately withdrew and moved to his room against the wall. The whole person wanted to be integrated with the wall.

There was an ominous feeling in her heart.

The next moment, Gong Shen said, "go and bring her to me!"

Wen Nanzhi doesn't have to think about it. She refers to herself. Gong shen wants to vent all her anger on her.

That's why she came to the palace.

But she was really afraid. She just wanted to avoid Gong Shen. However, the more anxious she was, the more like a burden, dragging down her speed.

The maid of the restaurant had come to her and they dragged her into the restaurant together.

Wen Nan Zhi struggled and stared at Gong Shen close to him, his body stretched straight.

Gong Shen sneered, and the evil eyes poured out from the corners of his eyes. His raised hand fell on Wen Nanzhi's shoulder and crossed the collar of his shirt.

The cool fingertips just touched her skin a little. She trembled all over, and the goose bumps all over her were shouting, and the pupils contracted without hiding their fear.

Gong Shen felt the fear of Wennan Zhizhi. His fingertips didn't stop and slid from his delicate neck to the throat bone.

Wen Nan Zhi's throat bone slides up and down uneasily with Gong Shen's fingers, and several red marks are printed on her skin. Her eyes are also red, but she still doesn't store tears.

Gong Shen's black eyes sank. Dangerously, he stretched out his hand and put his whole palm on the back neck of Wen Nanzhi, and pulled her into his arms.

Wen Nan Zhi shuddered. The more he didn't want to get close to him, the tighter he pressed. His cheeks were close to his chest. His cheeks scraped the cold clothes. He heard his stuffy heartbeat, like a stuffy roar before the roar, indicating the storm of the next moment.

Gong Shen's dangerous breath wrapped Wen Nanzhi, so that she couldn't ignore the man's momentum. Her heartbeat was like a drum. She stopped and her breathing was rapid.

Gong Shen lifted her up and smashed her on the table with one hand. With a bang, she felt numb after her farewell. She was mixed with greasy soup. She felt that she had become disgusting.

She turned her head and saw the maids watching the play and the housekeeper who couldn't bear but still had no expression.

She took a deep breath, her lower abdomen trembled, and instinctively begged for mercy, "yes, I'm sorry, i... I really don't know anything!"

The more innocent she was, the more she felt that the Wen family were good at acting for Gong Shen. Wen Xiang didn't deceive his parents with kindness. What happened in the end?

Gong Shen didn't mind that there were so many spectators around. She pressed Wen Nanzhi's hands with one hand and the button on her chest with the other. As long as she exerted a little force, she would be naked.

Wen Nanzhi suddenly screamed, "I'm sorry! Let me go! Please! Please! I, I really don't know..."

The housekeeper bowed his head and took a step forward without changing his face. "Mr. Gong, Dr. Gu said she couldn't..."

Gong Shen couldn't hear it at all. He started harder. He wanted to smash Wennan orange like glass in an instant.

Wen Nanzhi lay suffocating on the table, surrounded by palace servants. The water vapor pasted her eyes. She didn't dare to look at those people. She turned to see the wind outside the window blowing the gauze curtain of the golden silk embroidered dragon. The golden dragon was flying, but her eyes were ferocious, like the man who was going to devour her.

She hung her arms and closed her eyes. The wind cooled her whole body, like a cold puppet at the mercy of Gong Shen.

Gong Shen was stunned. His palm was close to the skin of Wennan trifoliate orange. He could feel the sudden drop in temperature. Feng's eyes were proud and cold, and directly dragged the boring Wennan trifoliate orange to the ground.

He twisted his neck, and the bones rattled to express his dissatisfaction. The open shirt showed his strong physique. With the force of his fingertips, Wen Nanzhi knelt on the broken glass residue.

He laughed wildly, "kneeling."

"... OK." Wen Nanzhi said with difficulty.

In an instant, the glass residue plunged into the knee and the blood flowed out.

Gong Shen leaned over slightly. "If you want to blame your good father, give him a way. He still wants to calculate me, so you can only bear it for him."

After that, Gong Shen walked out of the restaurant with a laugh. He went to the housekeeper and said unhappily, "go and call Xiao Lan."

"Yes," replied the housekeeper respectfully.

Gong Shen glanced at the housekeeper, "you help her, I don't know?"

The housekeeper's face was dignified and dared not speak again.