Chapter 1825 Extra: Framed

(New story begins) I just felt my whole body was burning.

Jane Eyre woke up and moved her fingers. A cool feeling of water spread all over her body. She suddenly opened her eyes.

But everything in front of her seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, hazy.

"Where is this place?" The dry lips moved a few times, and the voice was weak.

The only response to her was the sound of gurgling water.

"Mom? Achen?" A thin voice came from the bottom of her throat. This feeling of weakness was very uncomfortable. Jane Eyre bit her lips tightly and tried to wake herself up.

Click!

Outside the door, someone opened the door and quickly closed it.

There were subtle footsteps, and then the sound gradually approached.

In the blur, a tall figure walked in.

Although she lost most of her vision, Jane Eyre still felt a cold gaze staring at her.

That look was like the cold wind in December, blowing across her naked body, making her originally hot body inexplicably invaded by the cold.

"Who?" Jane Eyre asked coldly, with the hair on her body standing up.

Nan Sijue looked down at her in the bathtub, his handsome face full of disgust. When he saw her turn her head, a flash of shock flashed in his originally cold eyes.

For a long time, there was no answer, but Jane Eyre knew clearly that the sight above her head had not left, but became more and more fiery, as if it wanted to burn her together.

Danger! She was scared and shook her head hard, trying to get rid of the fear!

Raising her arms from the water was obviously just a simple action to get up, but for Jane Eyre now, it was as difficult as a paralyzed patient trying to struggle.

Fortunately, she grabbed the two edges of the bathtub and mustered all her strength to support herself!

But the bottom of the tub was too slippery, and her feet slipped, and she fell backwards in embarrassment.

The overwhelming water instantly poured into her nose, ears and eyes, and then the whole lungs were blocked.

Jane Eyre opened her mouth and wanted to scream, but there was only the gurgling sound of water in her ears.

Just when she thought she was going to die, a pair of powerful hands pulled her out of the water.

Jane Eyre was able to spit out the water from her mouth, and then coughed out the water in her lungs, panting hard. She was still in shock from the ordeal just now. When her small body leaned against the broad embrace, she curled up into a ball, her fingers tightly grasping the cloth.

Her originally pale face was now stained with a layer of blush because of coughing.

"Are you scared?"

A man's voice sounded above her head.

There was a bit of ethereal taste in the coldness, which made her already unclear brain even more chaotic.

"No, it's not!" She denied without thinking.

Jane Eyre didn't like cowardice, and she was not used to exposing her shortcomings in front of a strange man.

She didn't want this!

"You, let me go first!"

Nan Sijue didn't move, but his powerful arms held the woman in his arms tighter.

As he lowered his head, the woman's face was abnormally red. Because of her shame and anger, a thin layer of mist had already filled her obsidian eyes.

Out of focus and with a bit of pity for her fragility.

"Let go? Don't you know who you belong to tonight?"

When he asked her, his warm breath sprinkled on her face.

Jane Eyre shuddered all over, feeling the man approaching, and her eyes regained some luster. She wanted to struggle, but the man had thrown her into the bed without knowing when.

His tall body crushed down fiercely, and his lips pressed tightly against her. The strange touch made her heart tremble suddenly, but she was more afraid.

"Get out, get out!"

"You, don't touch me, I'm married!"

With her small hands, Jane tried to remind the man: "My husband is Lu Jing, what do you want, I...ah!"

"Lu Jing?" Nan Sijue, who was about to kiss the woman deeply, raised his head: "So the poor guy who died in the car accident was your husband?"

The cold voice came over, and Jane, who was struggling hard, suddenly froze. Her eyes without focus gradually seemed to have something gathering inside, and finally condensed into a drop of crystal water, sliding down the corner of her eyes.

"Don't talk? It's just right, today let me try this Lu Jing's woman, what is the difference between her and other women!"

"No, let me go!"

The man's fingers brushed across her, with a bit of torture, Jane trembled all over, trying to avoid the man's approach.

Nan Sijue looked at Jane's little face, his eyes became darker and darker.

"Please!" Her weak fingers tightly grasped the big hand. Everything in front of her eyes had been covered by the mist in her eyes. She tried to open her eyes, but she saw a familiar face at close range: "Nan Sijue?"

Nan Sijue's movements did not stop for a moment in response to Jane Eyre's plea, until he found something wrong, and all his movements stopped there.

"What's going on?"

The originally dark eyes were replaced by shock, and he moved away from her in an instant.

Nan Sijue saw large patches of scars on her body!

Although she had been treated, it was not difficult to see what kind of injuries she had suffered there.

"Nan Sijue, I don't, I don't know! Let me go!"

"How can you not know? Don't you even know that you are injured?"

"I, I really don't know, it was there when I woke up!"

Jane Eyre's words made Nan Sijue silent for a moment. Seeing the woman in front of him becoming more and more confused because of the drugs, he suddenly retracted his big hand.

He stood up, took off his suit jacket, covered Jane Eyre with it, and then walked towards the balcony.

The night sky was dotted with stars, and the night wind blew on his body with a slight chill. Nan Sijue took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep puff, and took out his mobile phone.

"Yes, it's me. I need you to help me investigate something! Yes, OK. Let's make an appointment another day!"

After a few short words, he hung up the phone directly.

The cigarette in his hand flickered in the dark night. After a long time, feeling the coolness on his body, Nan Sijue threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and went into the bedroom.

At this time, Jane Eyre in the bedroom had completely fallen asleep under the effect of the drug. Her little face was half buried in the quilt, and a few strands of black hair were close to her cheeks. She looked quiet and sweet, like a little angel.

Seeing her like this, Nan Sijue tugged at his hair in annoyance, turned around and walked into the bathroom...

"Sister-in-law, are you awake?" A familiar male voice came from his ear.

Jane Eyre opened her eyes and saw Lu Chen's worried eyes.

"Achen?" She frowned slightly and glanced at the unfamiliar room in front of her.

The scenes of last night flooded into her mind like a tide, and her face turned pale in an instant: "Achen, last night..."

Her fingertips turned a faint blue due to the force, and she looked up at the man in front of her, her voice trembling a little.