Chapter 2

monitor? fuck around?

Ou mingjue's handsome face was a few degrees black again, with a pair of dark eyes and cold light.

"If you don't want to be a murderer, shut up." Su Xiaomi's cold voice sweeps her ear. Her hand is locked up and forced to lean on ou mingjue's chest. She can't move at all.

Ding——

When the elevator arrives, the man grabs her hand and strides out. Although Su Xiaomi doesn't dare struggle any more, his mouth doesn't stop.

"Sir, what do you want me to say before you believe that I really didn't count on you?"

Ou Ming decided to drag her to a Land Rover, opened the co pilot's door, and without saying a word, he pushed her in: "don't talk nonsense, when will you tell me what's behind the scenes, and when will I let you go?"

Su Xiaomi was stunned and watched ou mingjue get on the bus. He couldn't help asking, "where are you taking me?"

Is this man crazy? It's a pity that this pair of leather bags.

Ou Ming decides to drive all the way to his villa. No matter what Su Xiaomi says, he ignores it.

The Land Rover drove for more than an hour and finally stopped in front of a villa. Su Xiaomi looked at the majestic villa in front of her, with a face of surprise. Although she had long suspected that Ou mingjue was a big man, she did not expect that he was so rich and could live in such a good place.

The villa is located in the western suburb of a city, which is the best location in a city. Ou mingjue takes a look at the closed door and finds out that his mobile phone doesn't know what he's doing. Then the door opens.

The car drove directly in, Su Xiaomi suddenly seemed to lose his voice in general, silent. Ou Ming definitely turned his head and glanced at her coldly. Seeing the surprise in her eyes, he started to smile sarcastically.

Su Xiaomi has long hair, a white face, deep and three-dimensional features, and a beautiful appearance. It's the type that Ou mingjue likes. It seems that the behind the scenes master really took some effort, otherwise how could he send Su Xiaomi to his bed according to his preference.

Since she is a woman who can climb into other people's bed at will, Ou Ming is not helpless.

The car drove into the underground garage. As soon as it stopped, Ou Ming decided to push the door and get off the car, and went around to Su Xiaomi. As soon as she opens the door, Su Xiaomi comes out of the car. She bumps her shoulder against ou mingjue's chest and runs out of the garage.

Ou Ming only felt a pain in his chest. He could not help frowning, turned his head and looked coldly at the fading green shadow.

Damned woman! I want to run away.

Su Xiaomi's long and white fingers poked on the mobile phone, the garage door closed quickly, and Su Xiaomi's steps stopped.

She stared at the closed gate in front of her eyes and couldn't help staying in place. Where the hell is this? How did the door close?

Suddenly, she thought of Ou mingjue's mobile phone. Gradually understand, this villa mostly installed a lot of high-tech things, convenient for the man to use the mobile phone to control directly.

No wonder, she just did not see a servant all the way, such a house, where need any servant.

Su Xiaomi turns back and looks at Ou mingjue angrily: "this gentleman..."

"My name is ou." The man was obviously annoyed by her "this gentleman" from the beginning to the end. As soon as he frowned, he walked past Su Xiaomi.

Su Xiaomi also wrung his eyebrows, "Mr. ou, what I should explain has been explained clearly. You'd better let me go back!" Seeing that it was getting late, and that she didn't come back last night, I was afraid that if she didn't go back, the Su family would turn upside down.

The gate of the garage opened under the control of Ou mingjue. Su Xiaomi quickly followed. Before he made the next move, he heard the man's quiet voice, "there are many mechanisms in the villa. If you run around and lose your life, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Without looking at Su Xiaomi, he went straight to the villa hall.

Su Xiaomi stood in the same place with black lines on her face. She didn't doubt ou mingjue's words at all. After all, such a strange guy like him can set traps.

After thinking about it, Su Xiaomi decided to keep up with Ou mingjue.

……

The huge living room is almost spotless, with low-key but luxurious decoration, giving people a sense of oppression.

Su Xiaomi stood barefoot on the slippery marble floor, holding his hands uneasily and looking around with his eyes.

Not long after, Ou Ming decided to come down from the upstairs. From his slow footsteps, we can hear that his mood seems to be more comfortable.

Mo Mou sweeps Su Xiaomi standing in the living room. Ou mingjue's face sinks. His good mood after just taking a bath is suddenly scattered. "You're still there!"

His tone is a bit ironic. Although Su Xiaomi can hear it, he only dares to scold in his heart.

She said with a smile, "Mr. ou, your villa is the most advanced villa in a city. I'm an ordinary person, and I can't get out of it!" Her words also hide a bit of ridicule and displeasure, but was covered by the bright smile on her face, so ouming never noticed.

He walked down the stairs step by step, holding the railing in one hand, looking at Su Xiaomi with eyebrows, and said slowly, "it's not impossible to want to go out. Tell me who ordered you? And the body. Who arranged it? "

"I have explained many times..." Su Xiaomi wants to cry without tears, "I don't know how I ran to your bed, and I don't know the body. Mr. o, let me go! Don't worry. I'll let you know when I find out about it. "

"Let you go?" Ou Ming definitely sneered, "I think you are toasting instead of drinking." He said, raising his leg and going to the refrigerator.

Taking a bottle of water from the refrigerator, Ou Ming decided to turn back and look at Su Xiaomi coldly, saying: "Shan yuan!"

He suddenly shouts. Before Su Xiaomi can react, he sees a handsome young man coming out of the kitchen. With a baby face, he looks like a boy of sixteen or seventeen. But judging from his calm temperament, he should be more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

The man named "Shan Yuan" is Ou mingjue's housekeeper. Except for them, Su Xiaomi is the only one left in the villa.

After recognizing this fact, Su Xiaomi's heart is broken, "Mr. ou, you can go to investigate, I believe that with your magic power, it is absolutely easy to find out this matter."

Ou mingjue seems to be convinced by Su Xiaomi. His cold eyes sweep Shan Yuan. The man nods knowingly and walks up to Su Xiaomi.

Su Xiaomi was a little puzzled, but without saying a word, the man came up and grabbed her shoulder, lifted it up and dragged her to the second floor.

"Hello! What are you doing? Let me go Su Xiaomi wriggles his body uneasily. Unexpectedly, although Shan Yuan looks thin, the strength on his arm keeps Su Xiaomi struggling.

She was dragged all the way to a bedroom on the second floor. Shan Yuan pushed her in, banged the door and locked it on the way.

In the dark room, Su Xiaomi feels unprecedented fear. She beats the door fiercely, but only Shan Yuan's cold voice comes from the door.

"Miss Su, I've wronged you before it's clear."

Su Xiaomi suddenly gets nervous. At this moment, she realizes that ouming is not joking with him. He really intends to imprison her.

……

In the living room downstairs, ou mingjue is sitting on a leather sofa with a coffee in one hand and a financial newspaper in the other. He didn't look back when he heard the slight footsteps behind him.

He asked, "have you done it?"

Shan Yuan went to his back, respectfully stood on the side of the sofa, hung his head: "not for the time being, I think her mouth will be loose tomorrow."

"Have you checked the identity of this woman?"

"Yes, young master, her name is Su Xiaomi..." Shan Yuan finished the report without missing a word of relevant information.

Ou Ming decided to ponder for a while and then said, "go and investigate the banquet last night. I'll see who dares to count me."

"Yes Shan Yuan bowed his head and then turned to leave.

In such a big villa, only ou mingjue and Su Xiaomi are left. No matter how Su Xiaomi calls, ou mingjue never talks to her.

There was a heavy rain at night. Su Xiaomi's room was brightly lit. She was standing on the balcony in the rain, thinking about how to climb from the balcony to the study next door. The distance between the two balconies is only about one and a half meters. This is the second floor. Even if you fall down unfortunately, it must not be a big problem.

"Die, die!" Taking a deep breath, Su Xiaomi closed her eyes and gritted her teeth to climb up the fence.

She didn't notice that a camera was flashing red in an extremely hidden place under the eaves.

Ou mingjue is lying on his back in his soft bed, with one hand resting on the back of his head and the other hand holding the remote control. He is looking at the girl who committed the crime in the rain in the surveillance video.

Su Xiaomi finally climbed up the fence and slowly reached out to the opposite fence. Her movements were very careful. She didn't dare to look downstairs for fear that she might fall down accidentally.

Ou Ming finally moved her for such an indefatigable way. He got up from the bed, picked up his coat and opened the bedroom door.

This damned woman! It's really killing me!

Su Xiaomi carefully touched the fence on the opposite side, feeling inexplicably relieved, and his lips also sparked a smile. Then she took the other hand. Unexpectedly, the center of gravity was not stable. In addition, it rained and the railing was a little slippery. As soon as her hand was loose, she fell down.

Su Xiaomi screamed. At the critical moment, a big hand leaned down from above and caught her wrist accurately.

The body stops falling, Su Xiaomi Wu takes a selfie, pats her chest and looks up.

In the rain, ou mingjue's handsome face gradually enlarged in front of her eyes.

After ouming decided to drag her up, she let go and turned to the study. Su Xiaomi sat on the ground, patting her chest in fear, then got up and went into the study.

"I can help you if you want to die!" The man cold not Ding mouth, already stood in front of the French window.