Dongfang Mo brought Yan ru to the room on the second floor and said plainly, "Xi Muxue, you'll be staying here from now on. Of course, I said I'd give you a chance, so... "
"So what? " Yan Ru saw that he had stopped mid-sentence, so she couldn't help but ask.
"So not only do I want to marry you, but I also want to hold a grand wedding with you again, a wedding that belongs to both of us, " Dongfang Mo said as he looked meaningfully at Yan ru Then, he said plainly, "the wedding will probably be held in a month's time. You'd better quickly adjust your condition in this month and try your best to adapt to the identity of Xi Muxue. Try Your best to be prepared to be my Dongfang Mo's wife. "
Yan Ru was so angry that she almost vomited blood when she heard his words, but she did not get angry on the spot because from last night, no, according to Binhai's time, it should have been the night before last.
From the night before last until now, she had been trying to reason with Dongfang Mo, trying to resist Dongfang Mo, but in the end, she lost miserably. She did not even have the slightest chance of winning.
Based on her experience from five years ago and the past two days, she had come to a conclusion that if she wanted to fight against BT, she could not fight head-on. She could only outsmart them.
How would she outsmart them?
Of course, she would first pretend to be obedient. Then, she would think of a way to find an opportunity to deal with them, or even a way to successfully escape.
Thinking of this, she quickly nodded and said to Dongfang Mo, "okay, I understand. However, I am now used to drawing. Can you give me a room to make a studio? In that case, at least I won't be lonely? "
"Drawing Room? " Dongfang Mo's brows furrowed instinctively, then he looked at his own room He shook his head and said, "I don't think I can build a drawing room for you if you stay here. Although the room next door is empty, it has been renovated into a bedroom before, so it is not suitable to be used as a studio. "
"Don't tell me that there isn't a single empty room in one inch ink city? " Yan Ru heard his words and instinctively frowned Then, she said unhappily, "Dongfang Mo, although I did regret not marrying you in the past, that was in the past. Now that I have a career, a large part of my mind is on my career. If you only want to marry me and lock me up here like a criminal, then I think there's no point in living anymore. "
Yan Ru's words were half reasonable and half threatening. Her real identity was Xi Musu, Dongfang Mo's mistress, and as Dongfang Mo's mistress, she did not even have the right to die.
However, her current identity was Xi Muxue, and Xi Muxue had the freedom to die, so Dongfang Mo could not control this at all.
Actually, Yan ru did not know that Dongfang Mo had seen through her little scheme. He just did not want to expose her, so as soon as she finished speaking, Dongfang Mo nodded and agreed.
"Alright, I'll give you a studio if you want it. As long as you marry me obediently, " Dongfang Mo answered very straightforwardly, then he glanced at Yan ru Then, he pointed at an old villa halfway up the mountain outside the window and said, "do you see that? There are birds chirping and flowers blooming in that place. There are trees everywhere. If you don't mind that the house is old, you can move there. The second floor will be your bedroom. The first floor can be your studio. When I'm not at home, you can paint however you want. "