Yin Zhai, the air became more and more suffocated, and the man's breathing became more and more rapid, and finally he threw away his mobile phone and fell on the sofa.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, the content of the phone call he heard today was a bit bloody, I didn't expect that the poison of the Rakshasa was so great, even passers-by suffered?

As the husband of Rakshasa, will he die inexplicably at some point one day? When he thought that Rakshasa also had a surviving sister, a safe and sound best friend, his expression became indifferent, you are poisonous, I am poisonous, what can I do?

Face is more important than anything else, and the whole of Shanghai knows that the eldest young master of the Yin Group gave up his marriage and married a commoner girl, how could he make him a laughing stock in the eyes of others?

Their affair caused a big sensation, and the media went crazy in those days, surrounding Yin's door every day, taking the opportunity to break the news, and the married Xu family withdrew the project they were about to cooperate with in one go. Yin Wenzhuo was so angry that he was about to have a heart attack, but he still couldn't change his son's decision, he always felt guilty about this son, after all, he was the one who changed his mind and his mother first.

The phone rang, and the voice of Yin Wenzhuo, chairman of the Yin family, came from inside: "Mingchen, you haven't been home for a long time, don't forget the family dinner at the end of the month." ”

"It's still early before the end of the month, don't you think it's too early to talk about it? Don't you know that I've always been an emotional person? If I want to go on the day of the dinner, I will go rain or shine, and if I don't want to go, a few cows can't pull it over. ”

"Well, I hope you're in a good mood at the end of the month......"

Before the words on that end fell, Yin Mingchen hung up the phone with a "click", this person who gave birth to him and raised him was just a mark, he was not worthy of being a father.

But as soon as he thought of Yin Wenzhuo's elongated face due to the failure of the marriage, he felt a sense of revenge in his heart. Who made this man abandon his mom? Caused her to die tragically under the wheel? If we talk about the cycle of cause and effect, he believes that one day this man will be punished.

Sometimes he can't tell if his insistence on marrying Luo Xiyan contains an element against Yin Wenzhuo?

The TV screen shook the scene of a woman combing her hair, she was wearing a long lake blue dress, green silk like satin, shimmering with a bewitching luster, and the fingers holding the comb were unusually pale, shuttling between the strands of hair.

This back is very similar to Luo Xiyan, and the pale fingers are simply her reprint, so his eyes became focused, waiting for her to turn around.

A man came up behind her, picking up her long hair with both hands and sniffing softly, with a look of selflessness like drunkenness.

The woman turned around slowly, revealing a familiar face under her hair, and at this moment, Yin Mingchen's breath froze, this turned out to be Luo Xiyan!

I saw her arms arc in the air, unbuttoned his shirt, and pressed her palms to his chest, gently rubbing down with seduction. Judging from her demonic smile, this man must be Lin Shanye.

Green, green! In an instant, Yin Mingchen's hair and face turned green, and a wolf-like green light appeared in his eyes. He thought of a happy scene, and cut off the adulterer's head with a knife, and hung it on the city gate for three days, so that his soul would never be reborn.

It's a pity that he can't cross this screen, and can only watch his wife and his old lover tryst.

What follows is that the man spins her body and freezes her limbs on the dresser. In an instant, all the bottles and cans gave way and fell to the floor.

With the change of their position, Yin Mingchen saw the man's face clearly from the mirror, where was Lin Shanye, it was clearly himself!

He leaned close to the TV screen and stared wide-eyed. That's right, the person inside is himself! And he also saw two beds in the mirror, and the big fluffy bear, whose little black eyes glared at the man and woman like a play.

Yin Mingchen took a deep breath, no wonder he felt that this scene was a little familiar, it turned out that he had seen Luo Xiyan combing his hair in front of the dresser not long ago! What happened next was just like this, nothing changed, and so did their dialogue.

"Xiyan, do you love me?"

"I'm married to you, why do you still ask this question?"

"I want to hear it."

"You listen to the rhythm of my heartbeat and you'll know the answer."

He stopped and poked his head into her heaving chest, her heart rate chaotic like a beating drum.

"Your heartbeat is different from ordinary people, I didn't hear that I love you, but it was like saying, I don't know if I love you or not?"

"Because I'm a rakshasa, of course my heartbeat is different from others."

"Xiyan, my heart is very small and can only fit one person, and I hope your heart can only fit me alone."

"What if I don't have you in my heart?"

"Then I'll kill the person in your heart, and then your heart can concentrate on pretending to be me alone."

"I'm afraid you don't have that chance."

Luo Xiyan's arm moved, the slender fingers went behind her, she touched a pair of scissors, and at this moment, the cold light in her eyes was as unstoppable as scissors.

The husband in front of him was still fascinated by the heartbeat of the Rakshasa, but he didn't know that the Rakshasa had already raised the scissors at him!

This cold light was already close at hand, and Rakshasa's black eyes turned white.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to fall on Yin Mingchen's back, the doorbell rang suddenly, her expression changed rapidly, and she withdrew the scissors and put them back in place.

Outside the door stood a young man from Meituan, putting pizza, fried chicken, steak rice, and beer on the table.

Such a meal combination is indeed to be over, because they are too lazy to cook......

Seeing that Yin Mingchen broke out in a cold sweat, he couldn't imagine that this Rakshasa really wanted to harm himself? If it weren't for the timely arrival of the food delivery, he would have died long ago.

"Son, this woman must not be married, she will kill you."

The ghost mother's voice came again, and he suddenly regretted it, why did he insist on marrying this rakshasa?