Confession 3
Huang's mother was frightened at the time, and when she went home, she thought, no, Xu Xiaoya is far worse than Yan Xixi in all aspects, who would give her such a boutique? Moreover, Can the average man afford to send it?
She immediately called Zhou Xiaoxuan, and Zhou Xiaoxuan only asked her, "Auntie, I can only tell you that this store must be paid by Wang Donglin." However, do you think Wang Donglin will give this store to Xu Xiaoya? β
She didn't believe it.
If the person behind the scenes is really Wang Donglin, it must be given to Yan Xixi.
Obviously, what Zhou Xiaoxuan said is the truth, otherwise why would Wang Donglin want to do business in the rich wife circle?
"Son, don't be deceived by Yan Xixi, she may have been stepping on two boats, it's not worth your ...... for her"
Huang Xiaojue was dizzy when he heard it, and said lightly: "This kind of hearsay is not believable. β
"Son, why are you so dead-eyed? If it weren't for this, Yan Xixiao Weishenme would not go home with you for the New Year? β
He was upset: "Dad, Mom, let's eat first." β
The old couple looked at each other, and he had already sat down and picked up his rice bowl and ate. He didn't listen to a word of his mother's words, and there was only one thought in his mind: how can he save people?
Even if she reminds herself carefully with "Mr. Liang", she can think of a way, but after all, she is a weak woman, what great trick can she have to escape from the devil's cave?
Moreover, Wang Donglin is not Mr. Liang, his viciousness and cunning are far 10,000 times better than Mr. Liang.
Yan Xixian didn't know when the drip was finished, and when she opened her eyes again, she was awakened by the continuous sound of firecrackers. The room was pitch black, the curtains were closed, and there was not a trace of light.
There was a warm breath around her, in a daze, her consciousness was very weak, and she habitually shouted: "Mom......"
No one answered, and shouted again: "Xiao Jue...... Xiao Jue ......"
Still no one answered.
She was suddenly frightened, but as soon as she turned over, she was grabbed by a hand, and his voice was very gentle in the darkness: "Fine, are you awake?" β
Maybe it was because of the cold of winter, maybe because her body was too weak, she didn't even know that she was lying in someone's arms for so long.
A light was turned on, and the light was soft.
Wang Donglin hugged her and said softly, "Fine, are you hungry?" β
Infused with the nutrient solution, she was not hungry at all, just anxious to get rid of him. However, she could not break free from the iron arm at all. Luckily, he was dressed in his pajamas, and it seemed that he hadn't messed around in the nightβand she didn't struggle anymore.
After a while, Wang Donglin saw that she was quiet, he leaned on the head of the bed like her, and gently held her shoulder with his hand: "Fine, tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, I asked someone to prepare meals, all of which you like, eat some." β
She was silent, and he was acquiescing, happy.
She washed up and went out to see that the meal had been served, and it was very generous. She was not polite, and sat down to eat and drink. But it was bitter in my mouth and didn't taste much, so I only ate a little and put down my chopsticks.
"Fine, eat some more ......"
He brought vegetables to her, very attentive, and even brought a little flattery that even he didn't know, "Eat some fish, it's very light." β
She didn't eat at all.
He smiled and gave her a bowl of sweet soup: "Fine, drink some more soup." β
She was going to push the soup away, but seeing that his bandaged hands were not very sharp, she had to use two hands when taking the soup to herself.