"No...... No!" Tang Xiao raised his voice sharply, rushed over and grabbed Cheng Lie's arm, he looked back at her, and found that her face was pale and her eyes were full of fear.

What is she afraid of? Are you afraid that she will never be able to contact Pei Yuansheng again?

Thinking of this, his gaze completely cold, he reached out and began to break her fingers one by one.

But this woman, who was usually soft and weak, seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and she clung to him so hard that her fingers turned white, and the needles on her wrists were about to fall off.

"Cheng Lie, you can't do this!" she said anxiously as if she was afraid that he would leave, "Pei Yuansheng he really, really needs me now, I promised him never to tell anyone, but ......"

She gritted her teeth, looked at him with determination, and said, "Cheng Lie, can you come with me?"

"Tang Xiao, you're crazy!" he shook her off.

The sudden pounding of his temples made his whole head swell with pain, and his eyes blackened for a while, and her hurried words were amplified several times into his ears, repeating them with echoes, and he felt that he was about to be driven crazy by her.

The room was enveloped in thick darkness, like a silkworm chrysalis, tightly binding the two people in it.

"Cheng Lie, things are really not what you think, can you listen to my explanation?" The situation in front of her made her feel a strong powerlessness, and she couldn't help but wonder if the principles she adhered to were wrong, whether all principles needed to be compromised in the face of love, and whether she could say everything that would make it easier for each other-

She grew up under the influence of Tang Zhentian since she was a child, and spontaneously and consciously developed a character that is difficult to chase after a word, and one thing she believes will never be easily changed, love is like this, and commitment is like this.

However, at this moment, looking at Cheng Lie, who was stalemate with her in the dark, she suddenly felt that she might be wrong.

She should believe in him, maybe he can help her and help Pei Yuansheng...... Although doing so would obviously violate the promise made with Pei Yuansheng, living people are more important than those principles that are firmly adhered to, aren't they?

She can't let Pei Yuansheng lose the will to live, she can't let Cheng Lie be disappointed in her, she has to try to do what she promised Uncle Yan, stick to her promise to Pei Yuansheng, and protect her love.

It's really hard. It was so hard that she felt that her whole body was losing strength a little.

Forget it, give up, Tang Xiao, you can't do it.

She told herself.

"Lie, if it weren't for this kind of time, I really didn't want to break my promise to Pei Yuansheng, but, you listen to me, Pei Yuansheng he-"

"Don't put that name in front of me again!"

Hearing her say his name over and over again, Cheng Yeol was finally completely enraged.

No man can stand his wife's longing for another man.

It was the first time he had yelled at her since he got married.

Tang Xiao was frightened by his voice, she sat on the bed in a daze, and her father Tang Zhentian roared at her angrily because she did not get into the top three of the grade when she was a child.

She grabbed the thin quilt in front of her and trembled slightly.

It's getting darker.

Standing in front of him, he gradually made people lose sight of his face, leaving only a tall and arrogant figure.

The voice made her dazed, and she could barely tell whether it was her father she remembered or her lover who was disappointed in her.

But she was sure that no matter who it was, she would never be able to muster up the courage to say even a word again.

Words tend to irritate the other person, because the wrong person is wrong no matter what he says.

This is the experience she received from her father as a child.

When she tried to defend herself, finding out the reasons why she thought it was reasonable to not get the first place in the exam, such as the over-the-top questions, plagiarism by classmates, and bad state, she would only get more bad scolding from her father.

In his eyes, excellent people will always be excellent, and a little backward is definitely because of her slackness, not any other external factors.

So, she gradually learned to be silent in his anger, to keep her mouth shut, and not to say a word. Until he finishes venting his anger.

Even, in front of her angry father, she didn't even dare to shed tears.

Because tears are cowardice, remorse, and grievances - tears are in him, and they can be interpreted in countless ways, and none of them is worthy of his forgiveness.

She was scared.

She compromised and remained silent day after day, and finally became the girl who didn't smile much on her face all the year round and didn't like to talk much.

After marrying Cheng Lie, in front of this man who loves her in every way, she finally gained a trace of popularity, and became crying, laughing and coquettish.

But now, his anger frightened her—like a snail that had emerged from its tiny shell where it thought it was safe, and when it felt dangerous, it would only shrink into its shell again.

Even though its shell is so fragile that it is not vulnerable at all.

She watched as he quickly snatched her phone card and smashed the thin card in front of her.

As if that wasn't enough, he tossed the phone in his hand, and a beautiful parabola crossed the air, and her phone landed safely into a glass of water a meter away.

With a "clang", the phone emitted its last light in the transparent glass of water, and then quietly and completely extinguished.

She clutched her fingers and watched it all quietly.

When he had done that, he didn't look at her anymore and strode out.

Perhaps it was her delusion, and she felt that his pace was not as steady as usual.

Probably because she was so angry, she thought.

"Bang-" The bedroom door slammed shut.

Tang Xiao, who was stiff, gathered the quilt and lay down slowly.

As soon as Cheng Liefu went out, he felt that his eyes were dark, and he fell headlong to the front.

His remaining will caused him to reach for the wall next to him as one knee touched the ground.

Rao was like this, he also half-knelt on the ground, and couldn't stand up for a long time.

He felt as if his head weighed a thousand pounds, and he couldn't lift his strength, and in this thousand-pound head, it seemed like 10,000 ants were drilling in it, and it was like a furnace that was about to burst, and it was like several forces were playing in it, trying to tear his head into seven or eight petals, and at another time, he wanted a huge electric drill to drill his head through his temple......

He closed his eyes, his slender fingers curled, and he clawed at the only wall he could use his strength to keep himself from collapsing like a ruined pavilion—

Until this time, he was worried that he would scare her if he fell here.

He carefully controlled his breathing, trying to gather what little strength he had left.

But no......

For the first time, he felt that he had lost control of his body.

He couldn't control it anymore.

It was an experience he had never experienced before, and he was terrified because he didn't know if he would be able to get out of here.

He didn't want her to see his pain and embarrassment, which was the dignity of being a man.

Even if she betrayed him and hurt him, in his mind, she was still a woman who needed his protection.

I don't know how long it was, maybe five minutes, maybe ten minutes, maybe half an hour.

He gritted his teeth like this, didn't even dare to gasp for breath, and fell to his knees in silence.

It wasn't until he endured this unbearable pain that he slowly stood up with his cold and numb legs to support his devastated body.

In the darkness, the man's back remained straight. If it weren't for the clenched hands with white wall paint between the fingernails, and his pale, sweaty face, no one would have noticed any difference in him as usual.

He exhaled softly, casually wiped the sweat on his face with his sleeve, turned his head sideways to look at the obvious marks on the wall next to him, took out his mobile phone from his body, and sent a text message to Li Su.

An hour later, Li Su inexplicably came over with a painter and personally watched the painter repair the wall.

He wondered if the boss had a new hobby of scratching the wall and playing?

After the matter was dealt with, he went to the parking lot of the hospital and found the car that his eldest had driven out in the morning.

When I got closer, the eldest of his family was leaning on the passenger seat and closing his eyes.

Li Su patted the window: "Boss, wake up." ”

Cheng Lie didn't react, it seemed that he was sleeping too deeply.

Li Su felt a little strange, the eldest of his family had always been vigilant, and he belonged to the kind of person who could open his eyes immediately as long as a leaf fell even if he slept soundly. This is the basic quality of special forces, especially if they are used to going to the battlefield.

On the battlefield, taking a nap can cost you your life.

Could it be that the boss of his family is in a bad mood and is unwilling to deal with him?

Li Su thought about it, nothing special has happened recently, and he honestly listens to the boss's orders to do things, and the only thing that can affect the mood of the boss of his family is probably the boss's baby wife.

It's weird, these two people are famous for their deep affection, could it be that something awkward?

Li Su stood there for a while, unable to think of a clue.

Just as he was about to continue knocking on the window, he suddenly remembered Uncle Yan and Pei Yuansheng who the boss had asked him to check recently.

He suddenly had a stirring spirit—

Could it be that there is anything between sister-in-law and Pei Yuansheng?

This speculation scared his soul to fly.

He blinked, staring at the knife-like side face of his boss, deeply feeling incredulous.

In his mind, the eldest of his family is almost no longer human, almost a god-like existence.

On appearance, figure, strength, family background, connotation, which one of these alone is top-notch?

If he were a woman, he would have bowed down under the boots of the boss of his house without hesitation.

What kind of vision does this have, so that you don't take the boss of the family in your eyes and like other men?

Li Suzheng was puzzled, and Cheng Lie, who was leaning on the seat, slowly opened his eyes.

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