Hidden Marriage in a Rich Family: The Daughter Wife of a Billionaire CEO

"You have already guessed what I can say, and what you can't guess is exactly what I can't say, Ah Wu, get out of here." After all, his heart softened, and he once thought that she would be the person he hated the most in his life One of them, even now I still can't hate it.

"Master, you should understand me." Murong Wu gradually put down the fruit knife. In fact, she didn't intend to hurt Wuying just now, she just wanted to warn him. He's got a soft persimmon.

Wuying sighed, a little helpless, he can guarantee that his understanding of Murong Wu is no less than that of Ouyang Chen: "It is precisely because I understand you that I beg you to leave this place of right and wrong."

Looking at Wuying who was dressed in a black robe and only left a pair of eyes outside, Murong Wu didn't know what to feel in her heart. She should know that under the black robe were burn marks from the fire.

"Master, I should have said this to you. This is my room, please go ahead." Then he showed a bright smile.

Seeing Murong Wu like this, Wu Ying was in a trance for a moment, he knew that no matter what he could not change her decision, he could only sigh.

"This shouldn't be what you look like." Walking out of the hotel door, I heard the voice of a man with yin and yang.

Wuying just stopped slightly, knowing who it was without looking back, sneered, not knowing whether to laugh at himself or the childish behavior of that person squatting in the corner, and then strode away.

The man followed after seeing this.

Murong Wu stood on the balcony and looked down. Seeing the figure following Wuying, she was inexplicably shocked, as if she was deeply hit by something deep in her heart, and seemed to have an answer ready to come out, but she couldn't say it anyway. If you don't come out, and then come back to your senses, both of them left with scriptures.

Murong Wu rubbed her temples and walked out of the balcony, her mind was in a mess.

She felt that she was already trapped in the middle of the game, and the more she struggled, the tighter she was, and the feeling of suffocation came as expected.

"Ouyang Chen, what should we do?" Murong Wu muttered to herself while sitting on the sofa, holding her forehead with both hands, looking a little tired.

Ouyang Chen stood alone on the balcony, looking at the south with firm and hot eyes, as if something was pulling him, and his intuition was related to the woman that day, he desperately wanted to see clearly, wanted to To grope, but can't find any clues.

"What are you thinking about so preoccupied?" Hearing the joking voice behind him, Ouyang Chen suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that he had really lost his mind.

Ouyang Chen looked back at the man casually sitting on the sofa, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't have the slightest chill, instead it made people feel like old friends who hated each other, which was exactly the case.

"who is she".

Ouyang Chen's question was very straightforward, which caught that person a little unprepared. The person sneered, feeling a little helpless, and asked, "Who is she?"

"On this island, nothing can escape your eyes. You should know who I'm talking about." Ouyang Chen responded unhurriedly, and then sat down.

"If you want to know, you will look it up."

The man's words choked Ouyang Chen back, yes, he wanted to investigate, but he didn't have the courage.

"Then who am I"?

Hearing Ouyang Chen's hoarse and deep voice, the man's hand holding the water glass froze for a moment, and the whole person was also absent-minded for a moment, then he raised his head slightly, his eyes were also a little confused.

He has never regarded him as Feng Yi, he has always been Ouyang Chen, even after amnesia, the unruly aura that belongs to Ouyang Chen is still not easy to be underestimated, this seems to be the first time he has seen such a frustrated Ouyang Chen.