Yu Ruoruo didn't speak, turned around and took a few stacks of money from the cash box and threw them on him.

Lao Tian held the money and showed surprise on his face.

Yu Ruoruo sneered: "Look at the way you haven't seen money." ”

Lao Tian smiled.

The crowd stirred up.

"Your husband has spoken, her family is bankrupt, and her husband doesn't want her anymore. I will be the hostess here in the future. Yu Ruoruo turned his head to look at Lao Tian, his expression was a little sharper, "Hurry up, if you don't go, I'll choose someone else." ”

Lao Tian looked at the money in his hand, and soon, when he looked at me again, his expression had begun to distort.

It was only then that I realized that this was not a dream!

It's true!

I rolled over and got up, and crawled into the corner of the wall, and at the same time, Lao Tian came up.

When has this happened to me?

Looking around in a panic, he saw a blue and white porcelain vase on the table. I took the vase, smashed it against the wall, pointed the sharp tip at Lao Tian, and screamed: "If you come again, I will kill you!" ”

There was silence in the room.

Lao Tian stopped.

I grabbed the weapon in my hand, which was not very lethal, and ordered, "Get out!" ”

Lao Tian didn't move, but turned his head to look at Yu Ruoruo.

Yu Ruoruo walked over with a smile on her face.

She approached me step by step, without a hint of fear on her face.

I was so frightened that my brain seemed to explode, and I cried out, "Stop! ”

"Stop?" Yu Ruoruo let out a snort, stretched out her hand suddenly, and grabbed my wrist.

I didn't see how she moved, I just felt a sharp pain that crushed my bones, and in an instant, half of my body stopped moving.

Yu Ruoruo took the porcelain vase from my hand, threw it aside, and then slammed his knee against my stomach.

In the midst of the severe pain, I subconsciously curled up and fell to the ground.

Yu Ruoruo made up for me again, and then turned his head and said to everyone with a smile: "Let's start, I'll say it again, first come, first served!" ”

Twenty-six people, 200,000 each, 2 million is not enough at all.

Therefore, almost as soon as the words fell, two people pounced.

The peculiar smell of earth and fertilizer on the gardener's body hung over me, and I couldn't move anymore, but I was still unwilling to do so, and instinctively raised my only movable left arm, trying to make a useless resistance.

One of the men grabbed me by the hair and slammed my head to the ground.

In an instant, the pain was menacing, the vertigo hit, and my vision was blurry.

Everything around is starting to become less real.

It must be untrue...... It must be a dream.

I have been kind to others in my life, and the only time I had a conflict with others was to slap Yu Ruoruo.

I've never hurt anyone.

I am even more not sorry for the prosperity, on the contrary, I love him, humble to the dust, give everything.

Did I hurt him or anything?

Even if he doesn't love me, even if he feels that it hurts his self-esteem, even if I shouldn't say those things that deliberately provoke him, why not......

Why is that......

"Bang!"

In the midst of the chaos, there was a loud bang.

My consciousness was pulled back, and I struggled to open my eyes to see a black and white figure.

Some are familiar, and some are very unfamiliar because they are vague.

Who is it?

Maybe it's some of the housekeepers in the house......

I stared blankly at the figure, watching it press over.

As he hugged me, I smelled the familiar smell again.

A special blend of musk, tobacco and a subtle body odor.

I heard Yu Ruoruo's voice in my ears: "Brother Hua, we haven't started yet, you ......"

"Get out." Prosperity whispered, "Get out of here." ”

Yu Ruoruo said: "You won't be ......"

"Get out!" Prosperity whispered and intercepted her words.

The footsteps staggered away, and silence returned to the room.

Prosperity hugged me, tighter and tighter, and finally, I couldn't help it anymore and let out a low hum.

Fanhua let go of his hand and looked at me as if he was looking back.

I avoided his gaze, my heart beating fast because I was afraid.

The wound on my arm hadn't been treated, he had tightened so tightly that the pain had spread all over my body, and I wouldn't have wanted to make a sound if I hadn't been able to hold it back.

After a long silence, Fanhua suddenly raised his hand and grabbed my injured arm.

I was startled and couldn't help but wince.

"Don't move." He whispered, moving my arm, "Dislocated." ”

As he spoke, there was a soft "click" sound at the joint, and most of the pain disappeared immediately.

Fanhua spread out his palms and said, "Hold my hand." ”

I avoided his hand and sat down on the ground, spreading my palms and moving my fingers.

It's already good.

The atmosphere fell silent again.

I wonder what he wanted to do by staying here? But I didn't dare to speak, I didn't dare to move, I didn't dare to look at him.

In silence, suddenly, Prosperity raised his hand.

Looking at this angle, it's clear that you're going to pull my hair again!

I hurriedly moved back and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry......"

His hand stopped in mid-air.

I didn't dare to look at his face, hung my head, and whispered, "I'm sorry......"

What did I do wrong?

I don't know.

But I knew it was wrong.

I said, "I'm sorry......"

It must have been me who was wrong, from meeting him, from falling in love with him......

I was wrong, very wrong.

I'm willing to admit it, I'll admit it all.

I said, "I'm sorry......"

I kept apologizing, repeating mechanically.

At first, Prosperity was silent.

Later, probably tired of hearing it, he suddenly moved, grabbed my shoulders, and pressed me to the floor.

I was obedient, and I didn't dare to resist at all.

He hung over me, looked down at me, and touched the wing of his nose over mine.

The warm breath hit my face, like a beast that would open its mouth and bite my neck at any moment.

I don't resist.

I even thought that it was the same thing, that he was still my nominal husband, and at least cleaner.

He looked at me again, cold, dark, like he was looking at a stranger.

I was clutching my wet palms and couldn't breathe.

Suddenly, he lifted his hand and touched my cheek with his fingertips.

Rubbing it, it slid to the jaw.

Lingering for a moment, it slowly stroked my neck.

Tears soaked his eyes, he didn't exert himself, but I still held my breath in fear.

"I really want to strangle you like this." Through the mist, I couldn't see his face clearly, only his voice. His voice was low, sounding gentle and gentle, "Strangled you, it's a hundred, and there is no more trouble." ”

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed it.

I don't know how I got out of this horrible house.

All I remember is that when I fell asleep that day, I had a good dream.

In my dream, I came to M Moser's head office.

Entering the waiting room, I saw the bustle.