Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Chapter 112 I Don’t Even Want to Die with You

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing An Nansheng's actions, Jian Muye was shocked:

"Are you crazy? This is the third floor."

An Nansheng rolled his eyes at him. "What should we do then? If someone sees us locked in a room, even if we haven't done anything, do you think those people outside will believe it?"

Jian Muye felt a little upset. Was she so disgusted by being locked up with him?

"An Nansheng, we were husband and wife before, so what if we were locked up together?"

An Nansheng laughed even louder:

"Huh, husband and wife? If we've slept together before, that's fine. But you and I haven't slept together before, and even if it's just a misunderstanding, I don't want to get close to you."

She took a look and saw that although this was the third floor, there was a terrace extending between the first and second floors.

With this terrace, I shouldn't fall to death.

But if I want to jump off the building, I can't do it with a bath towel tied around my neck. It would be even harder to explain if someone saw me.

Jian Muye was still in a daze.

He knew that An Nansheng dared to say anything about sleeping or not, and he would definitely think she was shameless in the past.

Now he just wants to beat himself up, because when she was his wife, she wouldn't sleep with him, but now she wants to sleep with him but has no chance.

Especially when An Nansheng's big white legs were swaying under his eyes, the blood in his body began to rush down, and finally gathered in one place, and his whole body tensed up.

An Nansheng picked up the dress she had just taken off and glared at him:

"Turn around."

The only thing left in Jian Muye's mind was the pair of white legs, and he couldn't think at all.

"What?"

An Nansheng was anxious and angry: "What are you talking about? I'm changing clothes. I can't jump off the building dressed like this, right?"

Jian Muye came back to his senses: "Jumping from such a high would either kill you or leave you crippled. To avoid suspicion with me, you're not even afraid of death?"

"Yes." An Nansheng was quite determined: "I don't even want to die with you."

She pushed Jian Muye and asked him to turn around.

Jian Muye felt very upset and stared at her intently.

An Nansheng continued:

"You don't have to do anything for me anymore. It's over between us a long time ago. I, An Nansheng, will never go back. It's true that I once liked you very much, but so what. You and your family have already wiped out my feelings for you. You can treat me as a competitor, so please stop doing those meaningless things. I will never appreciate it. No matter what means your family uses to deal with me, I will take it."

"Jian Muye, you should be able to let go. Don't let me... look down on you."

Jian Muye's pupils suddenly shrank.

But he couldn't just watch her jump off the building.

"You don't have to jump, I'll jump."

"But I don't want to owe you a favor." An Nansheng glared at him fiercely: "Turn around!"

Jian Muye lost all his romantic thoughts and his whole body was cold.

He said nothing more and turned around.

An Nansheng was about to put on the dress when she suddenly heard voices outside.

The audience has arrived, and quite a few people are here to listen to the sound.

There was no time to change clothes, so An Nansheng pulled a chair under the windowsill, took off her high heels, stepped on it without hesitation, and then climbed up to the window.

It didn't look high when I was standing under the window, but it was quite high after I climbed up.

The weather was getting a little cold, and when the wind blew, she subconsciously shrank her shoulders.

An Nansheng was not afraid of heights before, but now he was so scared that his whole body went limp.

There is a parking lot behind the hotel, and someone might just happen to be looking this way.

The worst thing was that the voices outside were getting closer and closer, leaving her no chance to be afraid or retreat.

She let out a breath, made up her mind, closed her eyes, and jumped down.

Jian Muye heard the noise and turned around, but An Nansheng was no longer in the room.