Through the first chapter2

Spacious inside, she sat close to the door, the left half of space that guy.

The air was filled with the faint perfume. She preferred the taste of this bamboo, it was her favorite bottle of perfume.

Car slowly starts. Into the Civil Affairs Bureau, before her family's black bodyguard who told her registration, she would go home yuan lived in this house ever since Health is a meta-family, death is Motoie ghost.

So spent a half an hour, Zi-Jun sleepy.

Squeak -!

Touch Thunk look, Zi-jun by this magnificent brakes Shuaixia the seat. Drowsiness d.m.z. nothing, she was exceptionally Huoda exceptionally embarrassed to get up and going to Kai Ma, I suddenly heard the other side of the seat came Didi De laughter.

She turned around and Yin Cece manner: "What are you laughing?"

The man is wearing a simple military green shirts and champagne trousers, skirts slightly open to reveal white skin, a delicate silver cross hidden under the collar. Without her morbid imagination inside a white habit, or throat Hang Hang Wu Zhaozui endless coughing.

"... ... The dog laughed." He did not look to her, but asking for little out of the window. "Good Poor ah."

The front of the driver has opened the door and get off. Helpless noise wonders, Zi-jun hear what he says, can only be dropped in front of the window and looked reluctantly, "how in the end it?"

"Ah? Do not you know? Brakes 呀 ... ... killed by a dog." Who said if floating. "Poor."

Zi-Jun Leng Liaoleng, then angrily went on: "Hey, this is a funny thing Mody? Killed the dog you are happy?" This is not only sick, it seems not what the conscience.

Yuan Zhao Ce Guotou finally come. Zi-Jun 1:00 does not avoid, hit his straight line of sight.

This is a very fine man, handsome face, Junya, looking at her, mouth unfurling a warm hint of curvature.

She Rin. However, she just felt that the man's eyes, and some of her hair-raising things. Seemed cold winter's mild, innocent harmless, it is not his real face.

"... ... Are we going to be happy people I killed?" He looked at her quietly and said.

This, these people not listen to reason!

"Well, sit right quick." Gensho lightly, "as long as not killed a man, is a matter of rejoicing."

The driver has returned to the driver's seat: "Sorry, master, delayed some time."

"No harm, time enough then, let's go."

Wang Zijun It's that married into the Yuan sleepwalk home.

In addition to daily meals, together with sleep, both of whom no more space for dialogue. Even sleep is one of a quilt ... ... Alas couch is large enough, Zi-jun is not worried that they will Peng Zhao him.

Sick? She had not found him a little sick. Up and running every morning, exercise, a refreshing way to work. Lane Wumianzhiwang Yuanshi family business, he deserved.

"Those who Motoie get married to his wife, all things have to resign the post of birth and to stay at home wife, mother." Steward for Zi-jun put on the lunch side of the use of cutlery, side said. "In the Yuan family has young master who take care of, everything is worry-free."

Zi-jun just feel behind the chilly, and she was twitching the mouth asked: "does not mean that he was sick ... ... Da Shaoye Mody? ... ..."

"Please do not curse his wife, Tai Shaoye. Taishao Ye body very well."

Who, who told her that the sick come forward? Also let her think that this life's that collapsed.

However, that night, she lay on the couch watching television when the housekeeper came downstairs and heard the screams.

"Young master --!!"

She startled, jumped up from the sofa. What has happened?

"Young master! Young lord! You all right?!" Another group of maids Bay in the past, "My God, a lot of blood! Quickly call a doctor ah!"

Zi Jun Xiaoxin to be moved to rooms in front and looked to the first floor of the living room. Eyes from the doorway had been dragged away from her bright red eyes sting a bit, and the thick smell of blood or flipping her breathing. Severe contraction of her heart.

That guy, how can it?

"Yes gunshot wounds, some people kill the young lord!" Steward examined the wound after the assertion, "called the doctor to come here, we can not put young master sent out for treatment, otherwise they will be re-stuck young master at risk!"

He looked up, saw standing upstairs pale Zi-jun, then big channel: "Lady, please help take care of young master down!"

"Well ... ... Oh!" Tsz Chun wants moving legs and feet, but found that he almost makes no effort.

Strange, Does she faint blood? Bu Zhiyu ah ... ...

"... ... ... ... Wang Zijun" Lying in the arms of the meta-chao steward suddenly openings Qiruoyousi. "You're victims of ... ..."

Housekeeper Yi Leng. Zi-Jun finally staggering from the second floor down, one close to the one I heard so.

She tongue-tied: "... ... me? Why I leave it? Me, I did not do anything ... ah ..."

Yuan Zhao covered in blood, the blood viscosity, in his scarlet slightly pale cheek, we will have a sub-Yao Yi taste. He was hanging with one hand, the cream-colored on the floor all sticky dripping blood. Obvious injury was so heavy, he also directed at her laugh.