Jin Ruting was not in the house for entertainment at night, after dinner, Shen Zhiyue fell asleep early, about the second half of the night, in a daze, she suddenly felt that her body was being dragged up vigorously, opened her eyes, and met the man's angry and handsome face, he held the bottle of Western medicine in the morning, and asked sharply: "What is this that you sue me?"

As his consciousness gradually cleared up, Shen Zhiyue asked in a rather calm tone, "Didn't you already check it, why do you bother to ask me again?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was slapped hard by him, "You slut, no wonder it's been three years, your stomach hasn't moved at all, it turned out to be deliberate, you don't want to conceive my child so much?"

He hit him very hard, Shen Zhiyue was beaten by him and turned his face, his forehead hit the bedpost heavily, and immediately swollen, her face was hot and painful, she reached out to wipe the blood that overflowed from the corner of her lips, and still looked at him fearlessly, "A child who is not expected by his parents, why should I give birth to him and let him suffer the shame of the world?"

A child who is not expected by his parents? A sentence made Jin Ruting, who was originally angry, suddenly calm down.

The woman in front of him is a plaything he bought with money, and the plaything is not qualified to give birth to an heir for him, even if she bears the title of Mrs. Jin, but the discerning people understand that it is just a humiliation of him in disguise for her, so for three years, she has not come out, and the people in the house have never talked about anything.

This qiē seemed to be normal, but today, when he learned the effect of the bottle from Angel, he was furious and wanted to go back to her house immediately to ask her about it. However, the banquet was full of big people with heads and faces, and she also met her old lover during the banquet.

Now that I think about it, this woman is afraid that she is still looking forward to reuniting with Du Zixuan, and she has long known that Xu Qiu can no longer have children, but she took that medicine behind his back, which is obviously revenge on him, how can he let her be happy!

He hooked the corners of his lips evilly, raised his big hand, Shen Zhiyue only felt a cold on his shoulder, his bedclothes had been torn off by him, and before she could react, her whole person had been pressed under him, and the big hands roamed unscrupulously on her, the tip of her nose was filled with a strong smell of wine, she suddenly woke up and struggled hard, "Don't ......"

"I'm sorry for you!"

One sentence had driven her into a corner and cut off all her retreats......

This time, he tossed her all night, and only let her go when it was almost dawn.

After getting dressed, Jin Ruting glanced at the woman on the bed, who was numb like a broken puppet, and warned coldly: "You don't want to give birth to me, I want you to give birth, you can continue to eat those messy things, as long as you can bear my anger!"

For a few days in a row, Jin Ruting would come to Shen Zhiyue's room at night, but she never stayed overnight, she was like a tool to vent her desires and let him wantonly ask for it, every time she was done, she was covered with large bruises, and Biqiao's tears fell straight down, the little girl clenched her hands into fists, and said angrily: "Uncle is too much!"

Shen Zhiyue smiled indifferently, "You go and prepare, and I'll go to my mother's grave later." ”

Sitting in front of the dresser, looking at his pale and haggard face in the mirror, Shen Zhiyue sighed helplessly, opened the fat powder casually, and began to apply makeup carefully.

On a desolate hillside in winter, a lonely grave stood there, and that was where my mother's soul returned.

The Shen family was defeated, his father's old illness relapsed and died, relatives and friends avoided their mother and son, and his mother ran around for a living, but was maliciously slandered by the neighbors and forced her to death.

And the tribesmen actually believed those gossips, thinking that their mother was not loyal or chaste, and did not allow her to be buried in the ancestral grave, so in desperation, their sisters and brothers had to bury their mother here.

"I thought your life was too comfortable, and I didn't even remember your mother's death day!"

A cold and low voice sounded, Biqiao followed the prestige, couldn't help but widen her eyes, she pulled her master's sleeve, and called softly: "Miss......"

Shen Zhiyue subconsciously turned around, facing the indifferent and mocking gaze of the man, her body stiffened, and she said abruptly: "Why are you here?"

"Waiting for you. Du Zixuan's thin lips pursed slightly, and she strode towards her, and she reflexively stepped back, and after only one step, his wrist was grabbed by him.

"Uh......"

His hands were so strong that she groaned in pain and frowned.

Du Zixuan sensed that something was wrong, forcibly pulled her hand, and rolled up her sleeve despite her resistance, and sure enough, the scars on it were shocking.

He said sarcastically: "Mr. Jin doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." ”

Shen Zhiyue withdrew his hand and said lightly: "It's not too early, if Du Gongzi has nothing else to do, I'll go back first." ”

Seeing that she was leaving, Du Zixuan strode forward, blocking her way, "Do you want to come back to me?"

One sentence made Shen Zhiyue's heart shake suddenly, but soon it was overflowing with bitterness, in three years, many things have changed, and they can't go back......

The sun was slanting in the west, snowflakes suddenly drifted in the sky, and the lively streets in the morning were a little deserted at the moment, Shen Zhiyue tightened the collar of her coat, and put her hand on her chest, where there was a faint throbbing pain, even with heavy makeup, her face still looked a little pale.

"The slave maid should go and call a car, the weather is so cold, the young lady's body can't stand it. ”

"No, I don't. Shen Zhiyue shook his head, lowered his eyes to look at the ground that had been slightly white, and muttered to himself, "When I was a child, I liked snow days the most, and so did Zhiwang, and I don't know if he is doing well now, I miss him so much." ”

"Miss......" Biqiao looked at her thin and lonely back, and stopped talking.

Shen Zhiyue didn't care, and continued to walk forward, the wind was very strong, blowing her cheeks painfully, but even so, she hoped that this road could be a little longer, she didn't want to go back to the place that made her extremely depressed, but how could that domineering and powerful man let her go lightly.

After walking for a long time, when Shen Zhiyue returned to the Jin family, the sky had completely darkened, she went straight back to her room, pushed open the bedroom door, and a strong sense of oppression hit her instantly, she looked up and met the man's sharp gaze, his face was a little colder than before.

"You still know to come back!" Jin Ruting stood up and walked towards her step by step, his eyes were cold and cautious, "Say, who did you see today?"