Chapter 372 You are the real boss
He leaned forward, leaned close to Wen Wan's ear, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Wan, you have always been smart. You will definitely make the choice, right?"
It is said that women have the most vicious hearts, but Wen Wan feels that human evil does not discriminate between men and women.
You see, when a man like Meng Jin becomes cruel, he can cause much more harm than an average vicious woman.
Wenwan met his gaze.
Their eyes met, and Wenwan curled the corners of her mouth coldly.
"I am deeply moved that Lord Meng values me so highly and is willing to protect me even if it means abusing his power for personal gain."
Meng Jin chuckled and raised his hand as if to touch Wen Wan's face, but Wen Wan turned her head away.
His hand froze, but his smile didn't fade. "Xiao Wan, you're still so cute. No wonder... no wonder I can't forget you for all these years."
Wen Wan couldn't help but sneer when she heard this.
She shook her head and sighed, "Master Meng, why do you have to pretend to be affectionate? We are all smart people, so why not be honest? Your obsession is nothing but the reluctance to accept that you can't get what you want."
Meng Jin's eyes darkened, but he did not deny it.
Wen Wan glanced at him coldly, straightened her back and walked past Meng Jin.
She first walked to the bottom of the stairs, picked up Princess Jiarou's head, then walked to Princess Jiarou's body and placed Princess Jiarou's head and body together.
Wen Wan was about to take off her coat and cover Princess Jiarou's body.
Meng Jin suddenly pressed her shoulders.
"Come on, you're a girl, how can you take off your clothes in the street?"
Wen Wan then put down her hand and just curled the corners of her mouth in a mocking manner.
Meng Jin is a guy who is always good at pretending to be well behaved. It is difficult for ordinary women to see through his true nature.
He seemed to be thinking about Wen Wan, but in fact he just treated Wen Wan as his property.
Wen Wan was unmoved, with her arms folded across her chest, happily watching his performance.
The imperial guards were numerous and quickly quelled the chaos in the princess's mansion.
Many people in Princess Jiarou's mansion had already been killed by the Imperial Guards, and some more were killed by the Forbidden Army who rushed over during the chaos. In the end, there were less than twenty survivors gathered at the gate of the princess's mansion.
Wen Wan was confused and thought that if it was not necessary to leave someone alive to "prove" Princess Jiarou's guilt, these people, based on Meng Jin's habits, would probably have no chance of survival.
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Meng Jin's status in the court is now at its peak. As a minister, his mansion is located in the most luxurious area of the imperial capital. It is said to be an abandoned royal palace with a large area and the buildings were built according to royal standards.
Wen Wan was brought back to the Meng Mansion by Meng Jin. From the moment she entered the door, she kept receiving attention from the servants in the Meng Mansion.
Meng Jin seemed to enjoy the feeling of taking her around the mansion and walked very slowly along the way.
His actions reminded Wen Wan of those fishing enthusiasts who, once they caught a big fish, would try every means to show off their "trophy" in front of everyone.
Now, she is Meng Jin's trophy.
Meng Jin placed her in a side room and arranged for seven or eight maids to serve her.
What made Wen Wan feel relieved was that Meng Jin was still acting like a modest gentleman in front of others and did not show any sign of coercion towards her.
High-end players disdain to use violent means to solve problems because there are enough ways to achieve their goals?
Perhaps, for someone like Meng Jin, using force is not enough to satisfy the pleasure of conquest in his heart?
"Girl? Girl?"
The little maid standing in front of Wen Wan called out to her twice in a low voice before she regained her attention.
Wen Wan came to her senses and responded.
The maid was holding a change of clothes in her hands. They were high-quality silk linings for sleeping, and they were ridiculously expensive.
Wen Wan reached out and touched it, then laughed sarcastically, "Master Meng, you really know how to enjoy yourself. Now you can't tell at all that you are someone who has worked hard in the countryside."
The word "countryside" made the maid's face change.
She stared at Wen Wan intently, and suddenly muttered, "I thought you were just like those girls, but I didn't expect you to be the real deal."
"Those girls?" Wen Wan looked over sharply.
The maid's heart skipped a beat, as if she had not expected her eyes to be so fierce, and she shrank her neck in disappointment.
Wen Wan snorted softly, "You don't want to talk about it, but I'm very curious. How about I call Master Meng over and ask him?"
When the maid heard this, she immediately knelt down on the ground.
"Please forgive me, young lady. I'm telling you, I'm telling you, if you won't, won't..."
Meng Jin only looks like a modest gentleman, but he is not a real gentleman. His ability to control his subordinates must be extraordinary, which can be seen from the fact that the Meng Mansion is managed in an orderly manner.
If Wen Wan really called Meng Jin over, the master would definitely blame her for not serving him well. At that time, she would definitely be punished. Being beaten would be the least of her worries. If Master Meng really followed the rules, it was not impossible for her to be sold out.
Seeing that the maid was frightened, Wen Wan said softly:
"I'm just curious. Just tell me the truth and I won't complain to Lord Meng. Anyone who tells tales is a puppy. I promise."
The maid hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke up.
"When I first saw you, I thought you looked familiar, because Lord Meng would bring back a girl from outside every once in a while, and those girls all looked somewhat similar to you."
"We originally thought that Lord Meng only liked women of this appearance. Later, a sister who was cleaning the study found a painting that Lord Meng had drawn himself. Only then did we know that Lord Meng had always had a girl from the same hometown whom he had been thinking about."
The maid couldn't help but look up at Wen Wan again, "When I heard you mention the countryside just now, I guess you and my master are from the same hometown. So... so you are the childhood sweetheart that my master is thinking about."
The word "childhood sweetheart" sounded a bit harsh to Wenwan's ears.
She didn't say anything, just yawned and asked lazily, "Where are those girls? Do they live in the wing rooms too?"
When this was mentioned, the maid's face turned pale instantly.
She seemed unwilling to speak, and smiled sinisterly, with a strong sense of threat in her voice.
The maid shuddered violently and could only grit her teeth and say honestly: "Those girls...those girls...are all gone."
People don't disappear out of thin air. The maid said they disappeared only because she didn't know where those girls ended up.
However, what is certain is that given Meng Jin's twisted feelings for Wen Wan, since he brought these substitutes into the mansion, the ending for those girls will definitely not be good.
Wen Wan sighed and waved her hands irritably.
"I'm tired, please leave."
The maid placed the silk undergarment beside the bed and quickly retreated, fearing that Wen Wan would ask some questions that she would find difficult to answer.
After the maid left, Wen Wan was the only one left in the room.
She picked up the silk underdress beside the bed, held it up to the candlelight, looked at it, and then sneered.
"This size... your grasp is not even a little bit worse than someone else's."
Thinking of the "someone" who abandoned her on the street, Wenwan's eyes dimmed.
If this bastard Chen Yu were in a romance novel, he would probably be a bachelor for the rest of his life!
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