Pei Junhao took his special elevator upstairs with the woman in his arms, and as soon as he opened the door, he threw the woman on the soft bed.

"Zhihan, my Zhihan, do you know how much I miss you? I haven't seen you for a few days, I'm going crazy, but why are you thinking about others, do you regret it?"

He clasped the woman's hands above his head with one hand, and the kiss with a strong smell of alcohol fell on the woman's hair, cheeks, and red lips, and the woman seemed to be uncomfortable with his wild kiss, and struggled slightly.

This angered him, and he took it as Zhihan's rejection of him, and frantically tore at her clothes, only to hear a few broken pieces of cloth, venting his pain for refusing to resist her.

Not long after the woman's debut, she was frightened by his rage, looking at him in horror with a pair of watery eyes, and her whole body was twisted by instinctive fear, like a soft beauty snake.

He had been abstinent for a week, which was unbearable for him, but now facing the moving woman writhing under him like a snake, it aroused his most primitive desire.

But the woman struggled to be obedient, and he frantically ripped off the belt around his waist, and tied the hands of the woman he had held to the head of the bed, and spat a thick smell of wine in the woman's ears.

"You rejected me, did you think about someone else, rejected me for him?"

His hands groped as she trembled, panting, and swollen red.

The sound of the woman's struggle made his whole body even more excited, like a hungry tiger pounced......

He may be too excited, the woman let out a painful groan, and looked at the manic and violent man on his body with teary eyes, but he didn't feel it at all in the excitement, he only knew that Zhihan at this moment was his, it was his Pei Junhao's, and he conquered his woman with the most primitive instinct.

The woman begged him softly again and again: "Pei Shao, please let me go, I don't want your money anymore, please let me go, it hurts, it hurts!"

He only made Zhihan even more manic when Zhihan repeatedly rejected him, and he wanted to tell her with practical actions that she was his, and he wanted to conquer and possess his woman happily.

I don't know how long later, her sweat and tears have soaked the pillowcase, and a pair of dark and bright eyes looked at him miserably, awakening the softest affection in his heart.

He kissed her teary eyes, and said softly as if pleading: "My Zhihan, my little crape myrtle, be good! Don't mess with me, okay?

He untied the belt in her hand, kissed her wrist that was strangled red, and said distressedly: "I'm sorry, Zhihan, I'm sorry!"

He wrapped her hands around his neck, kissed her face, her lips, her earlobes, and whispered, "Baby, be good, just cuddle and sleep, don't put it down, or ......"

His soft scare seemed to work, and the woman was very soft and wrapped her arms around his neck, lying motionless, she was probably really tired, and she slept until now, still in this position.

Pei Junhao got up and got dressed, took out a stack of banknotes from the drawer and put it on the bedside, what he can give her now is nothing but money, the problems that money can solve are not a problem for him, but there are some problems that money can't solve, such as feelings.

He sighed, opened the door, and was stunned.

Mu Zhihan stood at the door, looking at Pei Junhao's bloodshot eyes because of his excessive drunkenness last night, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you hiding from me?"

She seemed to see something in Pei Junhao's eyes, pushed away his body blocking the door, and clearly saw the sleepy woman on the bed with a half-snow-white body exposed.

Pei Junhao thought that she would scream, or cry, but she just smiled miserably at him, and that smile was like a snowflake in June, making him tremble, only to hear her low voice ringing in his ears.

"Why do you want to hide from me so hard? I'm afraid I'll haunt you with a dead face? I should have understood how a man as rich as you can clean himself and talk about love, let alone stick to this love with the daughter of your enemy? ”

She looked down at her toes, then looked up at Pei Junhao, who was stunned, and still maintained such an elegant but poignant smile and said, "I'm sorry, Pei Shao, I really shouldn't have bothered you at this time." ”

He kept watching her calmly whisper to him, completely without the imaginary stormy waves, like the catkins blown by the breeze in spring, her words gently brushed his heart, but like a resilient cow tendon, with soft strength, so gently whipped on the tip of his heart, but fell on the whip marks.

She turned around and went out calmly, not forgetting to help him close the door gently, her steps were so light that she didn't make a slight sound, gently coming, gently going, he had a kind of trance, all this was a dream, just a dream.

But in the end, he chased out, and there was no one in the long corridor, and he rushed to take the elevator, damn it! The elevator reacted abnormally after pressing a few times, and he didn't realize that he pressed it too fast, and he pressed it on and off again, and he didn't care about taking other elevators, and ran straight down the stairwell.

He turned around sharply, went back to the garage to get the car, and drove along the road to Mu Zhihan's house, but he didn't see Mu Zhihan all the way, and the car drove to the door of Mu Zhihan's house.

Don't care about informing him, he went straight to Shi, Mrs. Mu was feeding Dudu for breakfast, and when she saw Pei Junhao, she raised her head in surprise: "Junhao, why are you here?"

Dudu saw his father, threw himself into his arms and shouted: "Dad, why haven't you come to pick up Dudu for so long, Dudu wants to listen to Dad's story." ”

Pei Junhao kissed his son's cute little face and said, "Dudu good, Dad will come back to tell the baby a story at night, aunt, is Zhihan back?"

"Zhihan slept at Ruotong's house last night, you were too busy these days to pick them up, you don't know, Zhihan has been in bad spirits these days, I asked her to go to the hospital to see, persuaded a few days, Ruotong came over yesterday, only persuaded her to go to the hospital together, and then went to Ruotong's house together, called back and said that she would live at her house, I asked her how the examination was, she said it was fine, and she hadn't come back until now. ”

"Got it, aunt, Zhihan will remember to call me when she comes back. Pei Junhao said and ran out, hurriedly turned around and kissed Xiao Dudu, and hurriedly walked out.

Mu Pinwen came down from upstairs, saw Pei Junhao's hurried back, and asked Mrs. Mu, "What is he doing here early in the morning?"

"Find Han'er, these two children, what's wrong?" Mrs. Mu shook her head, blew the gruel in the spoon, and fed it to Xiao Dudu's mouth.

Pei Junhao drove to the door of Liu Ruotong's house and shouted: "Zhihan, Zhihan." ”

Liu Ruotong quickly ran out and said, "Zhihan went to look for you early in the morning, what's the matter, missed it? ”

"It's off," Pei Junhao asked anxiously, "I heard that you accompanied Zhihan to the examination, what did the doctor say?"

Liu Ruotong frowned and said, "She's sick." ”

Pei Junhao's face changed, and he asked in surprise: "What disease?"

Liu Ruotong looked very embarrassed, thought about it and said, "Pei Shao, you'd better ask Zhihan in person, she won't let me say." ”

"You tell me, please tell me, Ruotong!"

Liu Ruotong shook her head very firmly: "I promised her not to say it, if Zhihan knew that I told you, she would hate me." ”

Pei Junhao panicked, so he had to say, "I can't find her now, if she comes to you, she will definitely call me." ”

Liu Ruotong nodded, and Pei Junhao jumped into the car again.

Mu Zhihan came out of Pei's and walked aimlessly on the street, the winter morning breeze ruffled her long hair, she hugged her chest with her hands, and felt surprisingly cold today.

I remember that when she first knew that she was pregnant with Dudu, it was when he married Liang Manru, at that time she thought that Liang Manru was also pregnant with his child, and the pain in her heart had made her miserable, if it wasn't for Chu Binxuan, if it wasn't for Chu Binxuan taking her away from him, she wouldn't have the courage to leave this innocent little life behind, and there would be no Dudu today.

She believed that the child was the crystallization of his love with her, the bond of their affection, but now ......

Since her father returned, she has been cautious, for fear that he will remember those bloody pasts, for fear that her father's death will be resurrected, and the hatred in his heart will also be resurrected again.

From the beginning, the love between them seemed to be in a state of inequality, she had always looked up to him, she never dared to ask that she was his only one, but she once thought that she could be his only one from now on.

He promised her to let go of hatred, forget the past, and let them have a fresh beginning, but today, he didn't even explain a word to her.

Could it be that love is for him, the gorgeous cherry blossoms in March, beautiful and splendid but short-lived, as long as the spring breeze overnight, it will be crushed into mud without a trace?

She kept telling herself, don't cry, don't cry, he once said that he would not let her get hurt again, no longer let her cry, she had shed too many tears for him, and the tears should have been exhausted a long time ago.

But the tears of anger still kept flowing, because this time was the rush hour for work, and some pedestrians passing by in a hurry would occasionally look back at her curiously, and she thought, she must have looked very embarrassed.

"Zhihan, Zhihan. A silver-gray latest limited edition Bentley stopped in front of her, Chu Binxuan poked his head out, looked at her red and swollen eyes, hurriedly got out of the car, and walked in front of her.

"What's wrong, Zhihan?" he asked with concern, "what's going on?"

He brushed back her windswept hair for her, and when he saw that she was silent, he only looked at him sadly with a pair of teary eyes, he took her hand pitifully and said, "Go, get in the car, I'll send you home." ”

"No, Binxuan, I don't want to go back, I don't want to now. Mu Zhihan shook her head and wiped away her tears, but the tears seemed to be unable to close the floodgates, and they kept wiping and flowing, wiping and flowing.