The Paranoid Love of the Devil President

After the man went out, he never came back. Yuran lay on the bed in a dazed state for two days. She didn't regain her strength until the menstrual period passed. She washed all the bed covers and sheets and sprayed some air freshener in the room. Then, she went into the bathroom and took a hot shower, and threw the modified gauze dress into the washing machine.

She looked at herself in the mirror who had just bathed and was completely reborn compared to her menstrual self, and her skin was so tender that it was about to drip water.

The gauze dress was still spinning in the washing machine, she wrapped a towel and walked out of the bathroom, anyway, she was the only one in the room, as long as she didn't go to the camera in the living room, no one would see her.

"Are you naked in other people's homes?" A man's voice came from behind.

Yuran was so shocked that she quickly grabbed the towel for fear that it would fall off, and then stared at the man in astonishment.

"You, you, when did you come back?" Yuran asked nervously.

"Is this how you seduce men?" The man looked at her mockingly.

Yuran was taken aback by the question, when did she seduce a man?And the man's superior demeanor angered her.

"Do you still need to seduce me to find a man on my terms? You underestimate me. Cut, mentally handicapped." Yu Ran gave the man a blank look, turned and walked back to the bathroom.

"Don't worry, I won't seduce you even if I seduce any man in the world, you can rest assured." After finishing speaking

Slam the door shut and lock it.

How could she be so unlucky? If she knew that he was outside, she would not wash that gauze dress. It was her only dress, so she couldn't wear it out wet.

Twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"How long are you going to stay in there." The man asked angrily.

"My clothes are not dry yet, I will go out when they are dry."

"When will it be until now? It's lunch time. How do you work as a servant? You haven't cooked lunch yet."

"What do you say, I only have that one piece of clothing. If I knew you came back, even if it stinks, I wouldn't wash it."

Yuran also said angrily, did he think she was having a good time hiding in the bathroom like this.

After a while the door was knocked again.

"Just leave your change of clothes outside the door and open the door to get it." Then there was the sound of footsteps leaving.

Yuran opened the door and saw a bag on the ground outside the door. She was stunned for a while, took the bag in and locked the door again. She opened the bag, and inside was a light blue sleeveless dress. Knowing that the price is expensive, there is also a set of underwear inside, the size is exactly the size of Yuran, the damn man, at first glance, he has seen countless girls, I don't know when he bought these things.

Yuran didn't really want to wear these clothes but there was nothing she could do. It was really inconvenient that she didn't even have a change of clothes. She would give him back the money for the clothes.

When she put on that dress, Yuran was amazed by herself in the mirror. She had never worn such tasteful clothes when she was so old. She always thought that she was good-looking and could wear everything, but the self in the mirror turned out to be very different. Similarly, that dress seemed to be custom-made according to her temperament, which was beautiful and impeccable.

The man was watching TV on the sofa and only glanced coldly when he saw her come out.

"Thank you." Although Yu Ran was reluctant, she still thanked him.

"What?" The man looked at her puzzled.

"This dress--"
"You don't have to thank me, I bought it with your card"
"Thank you, too. How much is it?" Yuran asked, but Yuran felt more comfortable because she was drawing her own card.

"Not expensive, more than 1 yuan." The man said lightly.

"More than 1 yuan." Yu Ran's eyes widened. She couldn't afford clothes worth more than 1 yuan.

She hurried back to the bathroom to take off the skirt and put the gauze skirt back on her body, even though it was extremely uncomfortable, she could only bear it.

Fortunately, she didn't cut off the label and the clothes can be returned. Although she likes the clothes very much, she can't afford to wear them.

She repacked the clothes into the bag and handed them to the man.

"Return him." Her eyes were full of determination.

"what?"
"I want you to return it and get your money back."
"The clothes I buy are never returned, and I throw them away if I don't like them."
"Do you think that everyone is as comfortable as you are? Throw it away, you said lightly, it's my living expenses for two years, how can you just throw it away, return it and return the money to me." Yuran said that he could not refuse.

"Return it, I have never done such a shameful thing, I will give you the money and you must keep the clothes." The man said decisively.

"You must keep what you say, and the money must be returned to me, and the clothes will be given to you." Yu Ran stuffed the clothes into the man's arms.

"Take it away, what's the use of me, I'm not a woman, I'll pay you back the money, and you keep the clothes."
"No, you should give the clothes to other women." She didn't want his clothes.

"Why are you such a troublesome woman? There are no other women here."
The man looked impatiently at the wet clothes on her body. He was not afraid of catching a cold just after menstruation, no wonder menstruation hurts like that.

"I don't want to give it to whomever you want anyway." Yuran said resolutely.

"I've never seen such a troublesome woman like you. You only have two choices now. One, wear this skirt, or two, don't wear anything. Choose one."
"I don't know which one to choose." Yuran said firmly, and walked towards the kitchen after speaking.

Before she reached the kitchen door, she was grabbed by a man, and without any explanation, she unzipped the zipper of the gauze skirt to reveal her impeccable beautiful back, Yu Ran screamed out in shock.

"What do you want?" She hurriedly protected the gauze skirt to prevent it from slipping.

"Put it on, or take it off." The man frowned and looked at her coldly.

"I wear it, can't I wear it?"

Yuran was so frightened that tears flowed down her cheeks, she snatched the skirt from the man's hand and ran into the bathroom.

Quickly changed into that skirt, Yuran ran out quickly, she was really afraid of him.

"I'll cook." She escaped the man's sharp eyes and fled into the kitchen, her heartbeat finally stabilized.

She was afraid that the man would get angry if he waited in a hurry, so she quickly cooked four dishes and one soup and served them on the table.

"It's time to eat."

She stood by the table and served a bowl of rice for the man, then stood there in good order.

The man sat at the table and looked at Yuran who was still standing and said, "I haven't sat down to eat yet."

"No, I can eat in the kitchen." Yuran said politely, she was his servant, there was no reason for a servant to eat with the master, she knew her identity very well.

"Eat with me, I don't like to eat alone," the man said lightly.

There were so many faults, Yuran secretly slandered but didn't dare to show it, so she had to sit down and serve herself a bowl of rice.

The man has always eaten elegantly, unlike herself who always gobbled it up. It was all forced by life, and she never had time to eat slowly.

"Hey!" She sighed unconsciously.

The man gave her a cold look and continued to eat elegantly.

"When will you let me go?" Yuran asked carefully.

"Did I tell you to leave?"

"But you can't let me live here forever, can you?"

"Why, no, isn't it good here?"

"It's good, but I still have to work, I have my dream, and I have parents to take care of."

"What is your dream?" The man put down his chopsticks and asked seriously.

"To open a flower shop, you don't need to make a lot of money to spend enough. Find a man to start a family and live an ordinary life."

"You don't want to drive a luxury car and live in a luxury house?"
"It will be very tiring if you are too far away from your dream."
"I ruined your dream, otherwise you would be driving a luxury car and living in a luxury house by now." The man raised his mouth mockingly.

"Are you familiar with Zibai? How do you know he has a childhood sweetheart fiancee?" Yuran asked curiously.

"Of course we know each other very well,"