###Chapter 400 The Ginger Is Still Old And Spicy – Part 2
###Chapter 400 The Ginger Is Still Old And Spicy – Part 2
When I got this thing again, I sighed slightly and looked at the keyhole. I thought the design was a little strange. I couldn't help saying, "This keyhole is a little special."
She looked at it and nodded. "I heard Erin says that this box was not opened with a key. Ask Jordan. The manufacture of this box is quite special, not to mention."
I can't see anything after studying for a long time, and it looks like it's getting late.
I put the box back in my bag and looked at her and said, "It's almost early in the morning. Aren't you going to go home and have a rest?"
She flipped her lips. "To be honest, I don't want to."
"How do couples get along with each other when they quarrel as soon as they get married?" I opened my mouth, smiled, and said, "After all, you are married. You love Zayn, and everything else is secondary."
She sighed. "I know this, but his mother is really annoying. She always feels that she has taught Zayn to be a professor in a famous school. She always feels that I am superior to her son, blocking me with words all the time."
Between husband and wife, parents should not participate, once is too much, no matter how deep the relationship, it will be broken.
After thinking about it, I said, "Why don't you go to our house?"
She laughed, uglier than crying. "Jordan's ice face, I refuse."
I shrugged. "Why don't I call Zayn and ask him to pick you up?"
She tilted her mouth, shook her head, paused, and said, "All right. I'll go back to my family's house to find my brother."
Speaking of which, she paused and said, "Why don't you go to Bidens's house with me?"
I smiled and shook my head. "If I come home too late, Jordan will be angry."
Speechless, she found her car keys, looked at me, and said, "All right, if you drive, I won't see you off. Go home early. Good night!"
"Good night!"
Seeing her drive far away, I also got on the car, sighing slightly, all kinds of things in the world are intertwined with ups and downs.
The candy of life can only be prepared for yourself, occasionally, given by someone is a gift, also luck.
When I arrive at the villa, it was getting late, and most of the traffic on the road was reduced, but there was no traffic jam all the way.
When I drove to the villa, in the eastern suburbs, I saw that the villa was brightly lit. I thought Jordan was still waiting for me.
In the shadowy lights, parked a sapphire blue Tesla sports car outside the villa, which did not belong to Jordan at a glance.
Jordan has the hardness and heroism of a soldier in his heart, so most of the cars in his garage are SUV off-road models, low-lying sports cars on the site, which he doesn't seem to like.
Sure enough, before I talk about the car in the villa, the emergency flashers of the car were turned on, so cool and showy that there was no way to ignore it.
I stopped the car, the door turned over, the man in the car came down, it was Aaron.
The man is dressed in a black suit and has a long and handsome body. if he is in the street, this kind of man is expected to be watched by onlookers.
He stood in front of my car, did not speak, a pair of handsome black eyes just looked at me.
With our eyes facing each other through the window, he seemed to have lost weight and became colder and harder.
With a slight sigh, I got out of the car.
"I'm sorry about the money!" I said, this matter, I did not think it would come to this, so it is my problem.
He looked at me, did not care, in a low voice, "Jordan said correctly, whether the strong twisted melon is sweet or not is not important, the important thing is to quench the thirst."
I froze, did not respond and I don't know what he means, coldly, pulled by him in his arms, strange breath I cannot adapt.
Raising my hand and trying to push him away, he pressed me in his arms, with a cold voice. "For the rest of my life, why should I choose to concede? Because of love. Ivelle, I will not let go."
"Aaron!" I couldn't get out of his arms, and my breath frowned slightly. "Do you have to drive us to a corner?"
He sneered. "So? In the end, am I supposed to be the only one to love? Why should I settle for the second best? Why can't I get what I love? Huh?"
Crazy!
I stopped struggling and looked up at him. "You can pursue what you love, you can try to get what you want, but Aaron, I am not a thing, I am a human being, I have the right to choose my own life and love."
"Then why can't you choose me? Don't I deserve to be loved? What's so good about Jordan? He is violent, vicious, and bloodthirsty. What do you like about him?"
I don't know what Aaron has experienced these days, but now he is like a bloodthirsty devil in hell, with no reason at all.
I'm scared, but I'm also distressed.
"Aaron, we all have our own track. You deserve to be loved. It's a fact that I love him. I've been at a loss for seven years. Although I don't know how I fell in love with him and depended on him, now I know that he needs me. I need him. I'm willing to warm him, and I'm willing to walk with him."
He did not seem to listen to any words, sneering, "I will not let go, as long as I do not die, I will entangle you for life, I do not believe in what comes first, let alone fate, I believe in myself."
His black eyes were cold and fierce, and the corners of his mouth rose, cold, bloodthirsty, and irrational.
I didn't have time to hide, and I felt disgusted.
Suddenly, a cold wind roared past, and for a moment, Aaron has pushed away.
I was pulled, the familiar smell of tobacco, my heartfelt sense of security.
"Is everything all right?" The man spoke with a low, introverted voice and a dull look of anger.
I shook my head and looked at each other. Seeing the chill in his black eyes, I was angry.
Holding me steady, Jordan walked towards Aaron, with almost no verbal communication, directly waving his fist and smashed him.
The two men beat each other.
It didn't take long for them to stop, if not for the sound of Blossom calling me from the villa.
I'm afraid the two of them will continue.
Jordan stopped, and so did Aaron. the two men were tit-for-tat and their eyes were fierce.
Aaron said, "Jordan, Ivelle, I'm going to give in."
Jordan scoffed, "Do you deserve it?" Don't mention sarcasm.
"Then wait and see!" Aaron got into the car and left.
Blossom crying in the villa, I went inside.
When I went into the bedroom, I saw the little girl crying, holding me in her arms, and choking, "Mom, I dreamt that you didn't want me."
I froze and looked at her. "You are my baby. Why doesn't mom want you? Be good. Mother is always here. Be good!"
It was probably a nightmare. After crying, she fell asleep.
When I came out of the bedroom, Jordan sat in the living room, looking gloomy, but it did not affect his handsome appearance at all.
He was angry and furious.
