Chapter 4 Get Out
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Chapter 4 Get Out
He just walked closer and did nothing. Su Ruoqing felt suffocated and subconsciously grabbed her skirt.
The black leather boots stopped in front of her.
"You all go out." He spoke, but not to Su Ruoqing.
Chunxiu was stunned. Doesn't the young marshal care about what happened just now?
Leng Yuhe raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Chunxiu.
Chunxiu's back was cold, and she lowered her head and replied: "Yes."
She hurriedly walked away carefully, called the other servants in the room, and walked out of the room quickly.
Click, the bedroom door was closed.
Su Ruoqing was still kneeling on the ground, not daring to look up.
Leng Yuhe stood for a while, then slowly squatted down, and her sharp eyes became more oppressive as the distance got closer.
"Did you fall down by yourself?" He spoke with a hint of smile in his tone.
Su Ruoqing didn't know what he meant, so she simply pretended to be dead, lowered her head, and refused to look at him.
Leng Yuhe moved his fingers, but this time, he did not lift her chin, but gently stroked her waist along her exposed slender legs.
The rough cloth scratched her skin, making her tremble all over. Su Ruoqing shrank her legs and hugged her body tightly.
Leng Yuhe smiled, but was not angry. He simply withdrew his hand, stood up straight, and used the shadow of his upright body to silently oppress Su Ruoqing's fearful nerves.
"Take off your clothes."
He opened his mouth and ordered directly.
Su Ruoqing's pupils suddenly dilated, hugged her arms tightly, her whole body stiff, and dared not move.
Leng Yuhe said coldly: "You still don't move, waiting for me to help you take it off?"
He raised his voice slightly for the last few words, which was very threatening.
Su Ruoqing's face turned pale. After a few seconds of silence, she trembled and said, "We...are not engaged yet..."
"Heh." Leng Yuhe sneered, "Engagement, with you?"
The four words were like a slap in the face, humiliating Su Ruoqing.
She could no longer make a sound.
Yes, in the eyes of Marshal Leng, how could she be engaged to him.
The engagement between the Su family and the Leng family was just a joke made by Mr. Leng. At that time, Mr. Leng was just a small secretary of the Military Control Commission. He was a perfect match for the Su family, which started out as a drug dealer. So after a few jokes at the dinner table, such an absurd child marriage was decided.
After the Leng family prospered, the Su family did not think of coming to the door for marriage, but Leng Yuhe was notorious, and Su Zhenguo did not want to send his precious daughter to his house to seek death.
The Leng family also looked down on the Su family, a small family, and the marriage was originally cancelled by default.
But a few days ago, the seriously ill and unconscious old man Leng mentioned it again. Once a word is spoken, it cannot be taken back. Since the marriage is set, you must marry, otherwise you will have nothing to say in front of the ancestors who always keep their promises.
So this old story was brought up again, and she, Su Ruoqing, became the most innocent victim.
"You want to wear out my patience again and again..." Leng Yuhe said, "Look at what I look like when I hate someone?"
Su Ruoqing closed her eyes in despair.
She couldn't escape this disaster.
Instead of being insulted by this man and then dying miserably, it would be better to... hit her head against the wall and die, which would be a complete solution.
She stood up tremblingly and supported herself on the ground.
Leng Yuhe just looked at her calmly.
Su Ruoqing lowered her head and placed her slender and well-proportioned fingers on the buttons.
One, two... The delicate and small clavicle gradually appeared.
Leng Yuhe lowered her eyes and looked at it, slowly appreciating it.
Su Ruoqing's eyes fell on the sharp corner of the table. If she put it on like this, she would definitely die a painful death.
She closed her eyes tightly and made up her mind.
At the moment when the third button was unbuttoned, she suddenly exerted force and hit the corner of the table hard!
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