924: C924 Self-harming

C924 Self-harming

Loong Ye leaned against the wall of the elevator and looked at Chuanxia.

She looked around and shook her head. Sometimes she nodded. Sometimes she looked thoughtful, sometimes regretful, and sometimes determined. She looked like a fool.

He suddenly had the urge to kick her.

Chuanxia's thoughts broke down. When she recovered her senses, she found a deep gaze on her body.

Only then did she realize that Loong Ye had been staring at her.

Because the man was very tall, he almost looked down at her from the corner of his eye. "What are you thinking about?!"

Chuanxia immediately put on a serious look. "I don't study much and have little knowledge. I have never seen such a luxurious villa and a successful family like the Loong family. . . So I sighed about the success of the Loong family. Is this not okay?"

Loong Ye's face was full of disdain.

The success of the Loong family my unknown * s! The island they were living on was the Huo family's.

Chuanxia was puzzled when she saw Loong Ye's cold expression.

It was as if she was bootlicking the hooves of a horse.

Ding! The elevator door opened. Loong Ye did not even look at him before striding out.

Chuanxia followed closely behind.

Loong Ye did not even turn his head back and went to the second floor.

Chuanxia was taken aback. An old English gentleman in a tuxedo stopped him.

"Chuanxia, please stop!" Leon stopped Chuanxia.

Chuanxia wanted to follow Loong Ye wholeheartedly.

She was not familiar with villas, and the place was terrifyingly big. She suddenly felt a little nervous and afraid.

"Who are you? Don't stop me. "

"I am the housekeeper of this place, Leon, English. " Leon said, "Master has instructed me to arrange a guest room for you. Please follow me. . . "

Butler?

Oh, Chuanxia no longer resisted and followed Leon to the guest room arranged for her on the first floor.

There were too many rooms in this villa. She did not know which room Loong Ye lived in at all.

Chuanxia entered the guest room and the bathroom. Only then did she feel a terrible pain in her chest.

She lifted her shirt and removed her chest. Her chest was already covered in blood.

It was not because she was bleeding. It was because the butterfly strain in her body had actually acted up. It was lying on her chest and blooming with bright red wings.

Chuanxia looked at the butterfly on her chest and suddenly gritted her teeth. She grabbed a fruit knife and stabbed it.

But the butterfly strain did not budge and did not cut out from her flesh. Instead, it was her chest that was injured and blood continuously flowed out.

It seemed that she was unable to rely on her own strength to strip the butterfly strain out.

She gritted her teeth and cleaned her wound. She threw the bloodstained underwear into the toilet bowl, pressed the flush button, and climbed onto the bed to rest.

When she was sleeping, the blanket brushed against the wound on her chest and dyed the pillow red. It was so painful that she screamed a few times before falling asleep.0

. . .

The next day, Chuanxia was woken up by the pain in her lower abdomen.

She lifted the blanket and actually had a menstrual period.

When did she not come? She actually came at this time!

Chuanxia scratched her head in annoyance. She quickly put on her clothes and secretly left the room.

This was an island, and the people of Loong family lived here. There was no store at all.

She had no choice but to return. Along the way, she met a maid who was making breakfast.

"Hello, Miss. . . "

The maids kept greeting her. She did not know how they knew her.

"Miss, are you hurt?"

Chuanxia held her chest and nodded slightly. She did not say a word.

When Loong Ye went downstairs, he saw the servants gathering in front of the room Chuanxia stayed in last night. They seemed to be cleaning.

"Leon. " He shouted.

Butler Leon hurried over and greeted him, "Young Master. "

"What's wrong again?"

Last night, he fell asleep while listening to Chuanxia's screams. She seemed to have tortured herself last night.

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