Chapter 167 Yes, the seven of us are your husbands
Even if you raise a bird, you need to give it corresponding freedom.
What’s more, it’s Minghua.
They had no way of locking Minghuan up, and they couldn't and wouldn't do so.
Now, facing Chu Xingze's true feelings, the scene was dead silent.
For a moment, the few of them stopped talking and followed Jun Yiqing obediently towards the cafe.
A waiter led them to the private room that had been reserved earlier.
Minghuan sat in the main seat and Jun Yiqing sat opposite her.
After everyone ordered their coffee and the waiter brought it up, he respectfully left.
Jun Yiqing held a gilded porcelain cup in his hand, his brows half lowered, and spoke first:
"Hanhuan, can I first understand what your current situation is?"
No matter how many guesses there are, they are still guesses. Jun Yiqing wants to know more before making any plans.
Minghua paused, and didn't answer in a hurry. Her beautiful eyebrows raised slightly, and she said cunningly:
"I want to hear from you first."
Being the first to reveal your cards is not a good thing to do.
Jun Yiqing smiled lightly, then spoke after a pause:
"Actually, all seven of us are your husbands."
Um!
Um???
Ming Huan had long guessed that these people had a special relationship with her before she lost her memory.
He nodded at first, and then when he understood what it meant, his eyes suddenly widened, his pupils full of shock.
He suddenly looked up at Jun Yiqing and even repeated it himself.
"Are all seven of you my husbands?"
Minghuan was confused.
Did you have so much fun before you lost your memory?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Minghua subconsciously felt unconvinced.
Jun Yiqing nodded calmly:
"Yes, that's it."
Then she added faintly, "Hanhan, do you not want to admit your mistake now?"
As he spoke, he reached out and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the rose tattoo on his waist.
After Minghuan painted on his body that day, he went straight to a shop and had the tattoo permanently left on his body.
This is the mark that Huanhuan left on him.
Oh my God!
As soon as Minghuan saw the familiar brushstrokes and line flow, she knew it was undoubtedly from her own hand.
But it was still difficult to hide the shock in my heart.
Seven, seven.
How on earth could she bear it with her small body?
Minghua is still confused.
Fu Shizheng and others were also shocked by what Jun Yiqing said.
OK, OK.
You have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you have a lot of tricks in your mind.
Fortunately, they still thought that Jun Yiqing had spoken so righteously before, and acted like a decent person, and that he wanted to tell Minghuan everything.
I didn't expect that someone would cut off the source of the trouble.
First you gain Huanhuan's trust, and then tell a lie that's neither too big nor too small, right?
Alas!
The other people present all looked down on him.
But at the same time, they clenched their fists nervously and placed them on their knees, waiting for Minghua's answer.
Compared to Minghuan who ignored them after knowing everything.
Now that we are all here together and it was Huanhuan’s husband who suggested it, it doesn’t sound so difficult to accept.
The people present held their breath and waited for Minghua to make the final judgment. Their hearts were beating wildly in their chests, making a dull thumping sound.
Minghua took a long time to calm down before finally convincing herself to accept this shocking news. After taking a sip of her coffee, she casually asked:
"But when I woke up, Yan Wenjin didn't say that."
In response to this, Jun Yiqing just raised his eyes slightly, his voice cold and with a hint of sarcasm:
"What did he say?"
"He said he was your one and only husband, and we were all your lovers? Concubines? Or mistresses who were still trying to get ahead."
Ming Hua only chuckled at such sharp and potentially offensive words, not daring to express any opinion.
Isn't this all her fault?
At this moment, she was no different from a scumbag woman who had cheated on her husband and was found by him.
If they yelled at her, she might get angry and embarrassed.
But they didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly, their anger directed at Yan Wenjin.
Minghuan could only light a candle for Yan Wenjin in her heart.
Then Jun Yiqing suddenly stood up, walked to Minghuan, knelt on one knee, took one of Minghuan's hands and placed it on his chest.
"Huanhuan, everyone has bad natures."
"I know why Yan Wenjin did this."
"Seven of us can only have one-seventh of your time, which is really too little."
“We long and pray day and night for more.”
"After suddenly discovering that you had lost your memory, it was perfectly normal for me to deceive you and want to possess you all to myself."
"Any one of us here would make the same choice."
Minghuan paused. It seems you guys are quite proud of it.
However, Jin Chenye gave Jun Yiqing an admiring look when he heard this.
Wonderful!
Anyway, Yan Wenjin is not here now, so just put all the blame on him.
Who made this bastard find Huanhuan and keep silent, hiding her and not telling them?
If they hadn't been smart and good at finding clues, Yan Wenjin would have really done it by the time they met Huanhuan.
He successfully captured Huanhuan's heart, married her and secured his position as her legal husband.
Don't even think about it.
After listening to Jun Yiqing's explanation, Minghuan always felt that something was wrong.
But logically speaking, there is no problem.
After all, from her own feeling, her relationship with these people should not be that simple.
But, but.
Seven husbands.
This is a bit too advanced.
Minghuan couldn't help but raise her hand and place it on her chest, her heart beating very fast.
Seeing this, Jun Yiqing lifted Minghuan's hand that was on his chest, moved it upwards, and placed it on his Adam's apple.
Ask a fatal question:
"Hanhuan, don't you want to control me?"
boom!
Minghua's face turned red instantly.
But my heart was beating faster than ever before, and the blood in my body began to boil.
Minghuan looked at the man who was kneeling in front of her with one leg bent.
Even wearing a white shirt, he restrained his aura and appeared more approachable and gentle.
But one can still tell from the well-defined muscles under his shirt that this is not a man who can be easily manipulated.
And now, such a man, kneeling in front of her, changed from being a strong and domineering man to being like a docile sheep, allowing her to control him.
Minghua's breathing became faster, her ears were filled with a roar, and she could hardly hear what others were saying.
Everyone has a desire for control hidden in their heart.
It would be even better if we could control those favored ones who are usually high and mighty.
Minghua's lips moved, and she blurted out words that surprised even herself. As if bewitched, she asked:
"Really?"
Are you really going to let her take control of everything?
Jun Yiqing asked back:
"why not?"
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