Lavi Sue acted, just like a sister she hadn’t seen for a long time, and took her to talk a lot.


    The moon sinks and the stars fall, and the night strikes.


    Lavi Sue walked out of the school gate and came to the car to pick her up. Her eyes were slightly swollen and red, and she looked lovely under the dim light at the intersection. She smiled with a friendly and harmless smile: “Mary, it’s toote. I’ll let my driver take you home.”


    A wild girl from the countryside must live in a rented low-cost house. She can just look at it and satisfy her uneven heart for so long.


    “No need.” Mary Kinson doesn’t want her to know her identity yet, so as not to alert her.


    “The ce where I live is not very good. You may not be used to it when you go. I can walk back by myself.”


    When she heard this, Lavi Sue’s eyes flowed with such a slight awn and she nodded: “Then be careful and send me a message when you get home. I will worry about you.”


    “It’s okay.” Mary Kinson stood under the streetmp, and the eyes of those beautiful foxes were clearly hooked with some interesting things.


    Unfortunately, Lavi Sue had no idea.


    Mary Kinson turned, walked to the parking lot of the mall not far away, rode her beloved F4CC, and sped back to Kinson’s home.


    In the hall, Beverly Kinsonwore reading sses and narrowed his eyes to read by light.


    Although he has passed his youth, his heroic face is full of charm of mature men, which is vigorous and reassuring.


    Mary Kinson walked beside him. He was so absorbed in reading that he didn’t hear anything until someone reached out and pulled the book away from his eyes that he frowned and looked.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    When he saw Mary Kinson, who was smiling, he suddenly showed a gentle smile: “Mary Kinson, you are back.”


    “It’s best not to read at night, but to go to the study and the lights better.” Mary Kinson closed the book and put it on the coffee table, and sat down against her father.


    Beverly Kinson breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes gradually became dignified: “Mary, nothing happened between you and William recently?”


    When William was mentioned, a strange glimmer shed at the bottom of her eyes.


    It seems that this name has be a special button in her heart. Once someone touches it, she will automatically react.


    “Nothing, we have a good rtionship.”


    “Is it?” Beverly Kinson’s eyebrows gathered up, and there was a taste of examination in his eyes.


    Mary Kinso nperceived something and raised herr eyebrows: “Did something happen to the seventh master?”


    he sighed lightly: “You should take the initiative to ask him. After all, you are husband and wife. If You can’t keep in touch for several days, and you are as unfamiliar as strangers.”


    Mary Kinson nodded again and again, took out her mobile phone and looked at the time: “It’s toote today…”


    Beverly Kinson interrupted her directly: “It’s not toote, I’ll let uncle Zhang send you.”


    Mary Kinson: “…”


    Mary Kinson had no choice but to let Zhang drive her to William’s residence ording to her father’s meaning.


    William bought a suite next to thepany, which is convenient for him to travel to and from thepany. He lives there when he is alone.


    Whit Ben told her about this, and the address was also given by Whit Ben.


    Soon, she arrived at her destination.


    Zhang stopped the car and turned to Mary Kinson: “Miss second, is this it?”


    “This is it.” Mary Kinson pushed open the door as she said: “Uncle Zhang, go back to rest, I will go up myself.”


    Uncle Zhang smiled and shook his head: “My master told me to watch you go up. You should go up first to see if your husband is there. If he is not there, I will pick you up again.”


    Mary Kinson nodded and understood that she would not leave. It is better to go up directly: “Then I didn’te down for five minutes, which means I went in, so don’t wait.”


    “Good.”


    In this way, Mary Kinson came to the fifth floor and touched the door of No. 505 ording to the messaagges given by Whit Ben.


    Staring at thebination lock, a bold idea suddenly appeared in her heart.


    She stretched out her finger and pressed her birthday password. When she was ready to press the certain button, she was a little nervous.


    Ding–


    A bell rang abruptly, and a mechanical female voice followed: “The password you entered is wrong, please re-enter the correct password.”


    Mary Kinson’s heart jumped, and then the fox’s eyes dropped slightly, showing a helpless smile.


    What are you thinking?


    Thebination lock of the seventh master’s house, how can the door lock be her birthday?


    She still asked Whit Ben honestly.


    The message returned in seconds. Mary Kinson once doubted whether Whit Ben added himself to be particrly concerned, and every time, no matter what time period, he would return the message in seconds.


    “Password 123456.”


    This should be the original password.


    Mary Kinsonmuttere and opened the door ording to the password.


    Just before the eyes is a suffocating darkness, thick like a piece of dead ink sshed into her eyes, another scalp pins and needles.


    Even if the light is not turned on, the room should not be so dark.


    Mary Kinson blinked and rubbed it several times before going in and turning on the lights.


    She saw that the furniture in the room was pitiful, and there was only a sofa with unified decoration in the middle. The floor was all ck, and even the windows were all sealed, and even the curtains were not used.


    Mary Kinson went to the middle of the room, looked up and stared at the only incandescentmp on the ceiling, and found that the whole room was like a ck box, without a trace of light.


    This is not a ce where people live, but a prison where prisoners live will also have windows.


    Will William live in a ce like this?


    The bright incandescent light makes people inexplicably irritable, and the boredom from outside to inside makes Mary Kinson scalp pins and needles.


    She walked towards the room inside.


    There came the voice of trembling millet: “Seven masters, I know I was wrong, the project was my negligence, I… I shouldn’t have done this, all the mistakes are my fault, seven masters, I just ask you to let me live…”


    The sound is no different from crying, and then the kowtow sound of “bang bang bang”es one after another.


    Mary Kinson surprised to slow down, but her heart beat faster and faster, challenging her nerve endings.


    She stretched out her hand and pushed open the door very lightly, revealing a gap to see the scene inside.


    What caught her eyes was William’s cold face. He was facing the door, his brow smelling like a beast, and his eyes rolling bloodthirsty scarlet.


    He took a step and stretched out his hand directly to grab the neck of the man kneeling on the ground.


    The man turned his back to Mary Kinson. She couldn’t see who the man was. She only saw William pinching his neck and lifting him up. At least it is also a seven-foot man’s body, but in William’s hand, he is like a weakmb and has no backhand power.