Ning Qian didn't wait for Xiao Yan's order, Lin Shuang had already heard the movement and went upstairs, saw a pool of blood stains on the ground, and Xiao Yan's bloody arm, and was about to open his mouth but Xiao Yan blocked it: "Send Mrs. back to the room." ”

Ning Qian walked to the door and asked with some concern, "Xiao Yan, are you still angry with me?"

Xiao Yan didn't respond, Lin Shuang looked at his arm that kept dripping blood, and could only persuade: "Madam, Mr. is tired, let him rest for a while." ”

Although he was very aggrieved, Ning Qian still nodded and followed Lin Shuang to Xiaobao's room.

"Sir, let's go to the hospital!"

If it weren't for protecting Ning Qian, he wouldn't have been injured.

Lin Shuang pulled out the glass on Xiao Yan's arm and carefully treated the wound.

"Before the room was cleaned, she was not allowed to enter the room without my permission. ”

Xiao Yan picked up the key on the table and was about to leave, Lin Shuang hurriedly said, "Let the driver take you to the hospital, Mrs. I will take care of it carefully." ”

His arm was still dripping blood, and even the treated gauze was dyed through, Xiao Yan glanced at it and threw the key to Lin Shuang: "Don't let her know that I'm injured." ”

Because that idiot will blame himself!

Ning Qian stood in front of the window, listening to the roaring cars outside gradually disappearing, his face full of loss.

This time, I'm afraid Xiao Yan hates her even more.

"Mom, Dad doesn't like Xiaobao. ”

Xiaobao under her carefully took her hand, a pair of beautiful blue pupils, as translucent as a jewel, Ning Qian squatted down, hugged Xiaobao into his arms, and comforted softly.

"It's not that Dad doesn't like Xiaobao, it's that he's still angry with Mom. ”

"Daddy hit you. ”

The little fleshy hand touched the red mark on her neck, very aggrieved.

Xiaobao, who is more than two years old, has just learned the words "father", although he is very afraid of this father, but this word seems to have magical power, and he still likes to live with his parents.

"Dad, he didn't mean it, it was Mom who did it wrong, let's not be angry with him. ”

Ning Qian hugged Xiaobao to bed and lay on the small bed with her, but she felt that the temperature was extremely cold in the middle of the night, Xiaobao nested in her arms, and muttered softly in her sleep.

"Mom, I'm afraid, don't quarrel. ”

Ning Qian's eyes instantly felt sour, and the tip of his nose stabbed painfully, and after a while, he gradually calmed down the emotions in his heart.

The night was surprisingly quiet, Xiao Yan did not come back, and Ning was very unstable in his sleep.

The man's big hand climbed on her body, tore her clothes, she was screaming, she was struggling, but she couldn't break free from the man's clamps, the strange masculine breath frightened her, a big hand walked on her body, crazy and brutal.

The strange voice that she could never forget, she cried and prayed, struggling, the cold plank under her body clattered her body, cold and painful, but she still couldn't let go, like the devil's claws, she couldn't break free, her prayers, in the dark room, got no answer.

"Don't ......"

Waking up from a nightmare, there was fine cold sweat on his forehead, and there was no trace in the darkness in front of him, and his tentacles touched a men's tie, Ning Qian breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed it in the palm of his hand.

She told herself that the terrible night was over, that she had a lovely son, that she had a loving husband, that she had a happy family, and that all sins were gone in her life.

She took out all the ties under her pillow, and as the night wore dawn, she began to tie knots frantically......