Chapter 900 (2/2)

The white porcelain water cup bounced on the carpet twice, and finally did not escape the fate of fragmentation.

Jiang ruting took a look. Before she looked up, her chin was restrained by a rough big hand.

Zhang Kuang roughly pinched Jiang ruting's chin and clamped her like a pair of pliers, so that she could only slightly raise her head and look at him.

But even so, Jiang ruting did not show a look of fear at all.

She always looked at him coldly. In her eyes, in addition to coldness, the only thing she could distinguish was disdain.

Zhang Kuang sank his face, met her cold eyes, and suddenly smiled. I have to say that Jiang ruting at the moment is really similar to Jiang Rumo at a moment.

Not just the skin, but the temperament.

Cold, cruel.

Zhang Kuang put his other hand on her smooth cheek, pinched it obscene, gently approached her and said, ”smelly girl, don't forget you're just a fake. It's also for your sister's sake that I give you some face in front of you. Don't put on airs for me after you. No one in the world can make me swallow my anger except your sister.”

His voice was not high, but his bottom was full of hostility.

The moment Zhang Kuang approached, Jiang ruting immediately turned her head and felt his breath spray on her skin. She frowned disgustingly, but she still couldn't earn the shackles of a man.

”Really?” Jiang ruting snorted coldly. He broke away. He didn't break away, so he didn't move. He just sneered, ”your main reason is that you'll be disappointed to hear you say this.”

”Fuck you...” Zhang Kuang's face was ferocious and cursed. His other hand had been fiercely raised in front of Jiang ruting, only one punch away from her face.

He usually hates others' provocation, but today the girl challenges his patience again and again.

”Oh, you fight!” Jiang ruting felt the face-to-face boxing, but she didn't even frown. She raised her neck and looked fearless. ”Arrogant, you dare to touch me today. Don't think I'll cooperate with you in the future!”

Her face was resolute. Even though Zhang Kuang didn't know this person as well as Jiang Rumo, he also knew that Jiang Rumo's little sister was the same as her sister at some time.

After all, they are twin sisters. Even if they want to go in different directions, some things in their character can't be changed. They are deeply hidden in their blood.

Zhang Kuang is also afraid to really annoy her. After all, she has a lot of uses in the future. If she really gets rid of her hand and leaves at that time, not to mention that if the plan can't be completed, it will annoy the ”Lord”. It's just Jiang Rumo, who will certainly blame herself for it.

His fist stopped in the air for a moment, and at last he gave a cold hum and released the hand that held her chin.

Jiang ruting still looked at him, her eyes did not shrink back, she was really not afraid.

”Bah, what a bad luck!” Zhang Kuang spat, glared at her, turned and walked out.

Jiang ruting looked at his back when he left. When there was no more him in her sight, she took a breath. Her shoulders relaxed and she fell down on the chair. The red print on her chin was particularly obvious on her white skin, but she seemed to feel no pain.

Her pain is not there, but the perfect tear mole in the painting.

Jiang ruting took a paper towel from the table and vigorously wiped the tear mole in the corner of her eyes. Her skin was painful and the corners of her eyes were red. However, she still didn't stop moving and seemed to feel nothing.

The red in the corner of the eye gradually spread to the orbit and fundus. The eyes that were not afraid when they confronted frantic just now suddenly fogged, condensed into tears, overflowed the orbit and wetted the originally wrinkled paper towel.