Si Yan sat at the dining table and waited for more than three hours.

Looking at the pointer of the clock on the wall, I turned from seven o'clock to ten o'clock.

Si Yan's heart also fell little by little.

She used to be such a proud person and didn't like waiting the most.

But now, what she is best at has become waiting... Because of her repeated colds and the introduction of new cold poison, her physical condition is getting worse and worse.

She couldn't stand up, so she put her arms on the dining table and her forehead rested on it.

She didn't believe that Mo Hanting was really so cold and could not do what he promised her.

I was just thinking of having a little rest and continuing to wait.

But after waiting, I fell asleep.

The temperature in the living room is getting lower and lower.

When Si Yan realized something was wrong and wanted to get up, her body was already a little frozen.

She raised her head with both hands on the table and raised her head. At this moment, the door of the entrance door opened.

Si Yan took a look at the time, at twelve o'clock.

A smile of expectation rose on the corner of her lips. Although it was a little late, Mo Hanting didn't let her lose too much... But her thoughts were interrupted when she saw the figure walking in, and her smile froze on her face.

It was not Mo Hanting who came, but the gardener who was responsible for repairing the flowerbed in Wangyueju.

After the gardener came in, he did not feel respectful at all. He stood there, with a vulgar look, boldly looked Si Yan up and down.

Si Yan realized that there was something wrong with this look and immediately scolded coldly: "Who promised you to come here late at night?

go out!"

The gardener immediately showed a wretched smile, and his tone was extremely frivolous: "Miss Si, oh, no, Mrs. Mo, this is not what I want to come by myself, it is Young Master Ting. He is afraid that you will be lonely, so he asked me to serve you."

Fart! Si Yan glanced at the other person with a vigilant look.

Mo Hanting was so angry that he wanted to kill someone even when she met Xiaobai. How could he send a gardener to disgust her?

What's the difference between disgusting himself?

Besides, even if Mo Hanting had a violent temper, he would never be so despicable! She exhaled and felt that the temperature in the room was too abnormal.

I thought the cold poison in her body was recurring and torture her, but it turned out that someone had tampered with it! Si Yan tightened his five fingers and said coldly: "Get out! I will only give you one chance. If you don't execute it, I will call someone."

The gardener smiled hideously: "Mrs. Mo just shouted. At this time, Young Master Ting was in front of me, hugging Miss Si's soft jade and warm fragrance.

Everyone knows that Mr. Ting looks down on you, so who cares about your affairs more?”

Si Yan stared at her, hehe, yes... Everyone wanted to watch her jokes, who would care about her?

No one is willing to care about this nostalgic business! As the gardener said, he pulled open his trouser belt in a naughty way, took out the uncomfortable thing, with an impatient smile on his face, and walked towards her step by step: "Madam Si, I am lonely in the deep boudoir, I will help you solve it. Don't worry, I am very powerful and will definitely satisfy you!"

She knew that danger was coming, but she didn't run away.

If she had not been exposed to the cold, even Si Yan could not get close to her body, but now... Her body was too stiff, she knew that she could not escape from the other party! She glanced out vigilantly, and when the other party was seven or eight meters away from her, she raised her hand sideways and turned off the lights in the living room.

The room suddenly fell into darkness, and the sound of footsteps stopped.

The gardener's disgusting voice came: "So does Mrs. Mo like to play like this?

Then let's play like this, Mrs. Mo, I see you, I'll do it..." In the front yard, Mo Hanting was still reading the company's documents in the study.

The door was suddenly knocked from outside.

Mo Hanting frowned and said a little lazy: "Come in."

Outside the study, an aunt on night shift walked in quickly and said respectfully: "Mr. Ting, there is something... I don't know if I should report it."

Mo Hanting glanced at the other party coldly and said impatiently: "Hurry up and go out after you finish speaking!"

The servant lowered his head and said in embarrassment: "Just now, I saw Chen Xing go to the villa in the backyard. The lights were on in the villa. After Chen Xing went in for a few minutes, the lights... went out. I thought the circuit was broken there, but it had been more than ten minutes and the lights were not on, so Chen Xing didn't come out..." Mo Hanting's deep eyes instantly became cold, and the aunt was so scared that she swallowed back what she wanted to say next.

What can a lonely man and a widow turn off the lights late at night?

There is no need for her to talk nonsense, Mo Hanting must have known it.

The aunt stood there like this, watching Mo Hanting's tall figure sweep quickly past her.

The temperature in the villa was getting lower and lower, which stimulated the cold poison that could not be dormant in Si Yan's body.

Si Yan's slender and haggard body was huddled in the large niche where the Buddha statue was enshrined, and his hands were holding the hairpin and hiding inside.

Mo Hanting's mother believed in Buddhism, so when decorating all the villas under this filial son, they would leave large niches for worshiping Buddha statues.

But in recent years, Mo Hanting's mother went abroad to cultivate, so the niche gradually became abandoned.

Others don’t know, but Si Yan has lived here for a few days and she knows it clearly.

Hiding here, most people won't come to you.

Her head leaned against the cold niche wall, and she felt her throat itchy.

She hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth, but then the smell of blood spread in her mouth, and blood spilled out along the corners of her mouth.

Not far away, Chen Xing's voice was still chilling: "Beauty is here?

No.

Could it be... here?

No! Don't worry, beauty, I can find you now."

Si Yan felt that his strength seemed to be being taken away little by little.

How hopeful, her voice could be heard in her heart, and she would come to save her once like before... But this is probably just a luxury, right?

Chen Xing's voice outside calmed down, but the footsteps were approaching little by little.

Si Yan's heartbeats to his throat, holding the silver hairpin's hand, and pierced several acupoints on his arm, condensing the strength of his whole body.

She had to make sure she could succeed in one blow, so she was waiting for this moment... The curtain in front of her was lifted up, and her big hands suddenly grabbed her ankle.

Si Yan's heart stopped and raised his hand, and stabbed the gardener's face steadily and accurately.

But... it failed.

Because the hand she had just waved was grabbed by someone.

The gardener suddenly pulled her out of the niche. She fell straight to the ground from a height of one meter, and let out a muffled groan involuntarily from her mouth in pain.

Before she could even react, the gardener rushed towards her and controlled her tightly.

At this moment, the lights in the hall were on...
Chapter completed!