"Snacks?" Feng Hao was a little puzzled, Xia Yucheng rarely eats snacks, afraid of getting fat, "Did she eat all the food?"

"Yes, Miss Xia is reading the album and eating snacks at the same time!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Feng Hao's mouth, that album Xia Yucheng has been flipping through for the past few days, and he has never changed it, so it's going to be rotten!

That's not looking at the album, it's silently protesting!

It's not that he doesn't know that his recent actions will make her unhappy, but he just wants to make her obedient before she gets engaged, and she can't figure it out in her heart now, and she can't get over that hurdle. When this is over, he will make it up to her.

As long as she is obediently by his side, don't force him, don't talk about breaking up, he can tolerate anything.

Back in the house, he went to the bedroom to take a look, and Xia Yucheng was still taking a bath in the bathroom.

He withdrew, walked over to the low cabinet, and took the knife from the rosewood knife holder. Then open the low cabinet drawer, and inside are clean white towels.

After taking a clean towel out, Feng Hao sat cross-legged at the low table, gently drawing the knife out of its sheath and wiping it with a towel.

The sharp knife emitted a chilling glow in the light, and there was not a trace of blood on it, but the knife was stained with blood.

The men of the Feng family can have a qiē, but they can't have love, which is like an ancient curse that accompanies every man in the Feng family.

In his ears, there was a sound of squirming footsteps, he turned his head slightly, Xia Yucheng stood by the door in a nightgown, looking at him without speaking.

"Done?" he asked, gently wiping the knife.

"Go wash it!"

Feng Hao did not move, faint blood could be seen on his handsome face, his cold lips, and the strange arc that was hooked made people frightened.

"Xia Yucheng, don't think I don't know what you want to do, as long as you leave, no matter why, I won't forgive. His voice was not high, but his tone was cold.

"You can use that knife to kill me, I'm okay with that!" she said lukewarmly, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, and then she regained her indifference and indifference, "Anyway, we are not happy!"

"Wouldn't it be nice to get used to it?"

"I can't get used to it, I'm tired, I'll sleep first!" Xia Yucheng finished speaking, turned around and went into the bedroom.

In the past few days by his side, she has seen things that she has not seen before, such as his coldness and determination, clear rewards and punishments below, and no mercy to opponents.

But the more he is so high, the more omnipotent he is, the more she feels distressed and pity for him. Such a powerful man, but he can't dominate his own marriage, just like the ancient emperors, the queen around him is never the woman he likes.

Faint?

Love Concubine?

In fact, he is not faint at all, and his identity and status do not allow him to faint.

He can be extremely gentle in front of her, or he can be as cold as ice in front of others. He could be engaged to another woman, but he wouldn't allow her to leave him for half a step.

They love each other, but their children will be born illegitimate in the future. Moreover, grandma will continue to cause trouble for them, and Feng Hao will only be more difficult to do.

She doesn't want such a future, such a future seems to be perfect, but in fact it is full of holes and can't withstand a little wind and frost.

Xia Yucheng lay on his back on the pillow and stared blankly at the ceiling.

I'm sorry!

With a voice in her heart, she closed her eyes in agony.

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