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Even if he had a million reasons, he couldn't match her words, "You can't just me, can you?" ”

He confirmed that as long as she was needed, but there was still a family between them, an old man, and a twilight Jiayin.

This sentence cannot be said now, and if it is spoken, it will become a knife to kill her.

What he had to do now was just keep her around.

Keep her safe and let no one hurt her.

Even if she was annoyed with him and hated him.

He had to do the same.

"Okay, let's live like this." He pinched her chin, raised her face, and looked into her eyes aggressively, "An Yin, don't forget, you are my Qin Jian's woman, you can do whatever I want, you can only obey." ”

He looked back at her and smiled at her.

An Yin felt a pain in her heart.

Looking at his cold and dark eyes, like a piece of ink jade soaked in ice water, cold and piercing, without any tenderness, her heart was extremely cold and chaotic.

He has always been domineering, but at this time, he is even more domineering and arrogant, which makes her feel cold.

When she was four years old, she was almost frozen to death by her aunt in the snow, and he picked her up.

Although he handed her over to Uncle Fu to take care of, Uncle Fu was a housekeeper, and there were so many things at hand that he couldn't finish it, so it was impossible to watch her all day long.

Qin's house is big, there are many people, she is a four-year-old child, and no one knows where she fell to her death.

You can't keep her in the house all the time.

So he lived in the East Pavilion.

She was in the Xia family, when she was more than two years old, she began to be called by her uncle's family, and when the other people's children were still rolling in her mother's arms at the age of three, she was already running errands and serving people.

When she was at Xia's house, there was one person in the family who didn't sleep, and she couldn't sleep because they would let her run errands at any time.

The first day she lived in the East Pavilion was at night.

Qin Jian hasn't come back yet.

Like the Xia family, she hugged her knees and sat by the door waiting.

When he came back and saw her, he frowned, maybe he was used to living alone, and suddenly there was one more her, and he was a little unaccustomed.

But he didn't say anything after all, and walked away.

Later, she learned that he thought she was scared alone, so he waited at the door.

He didn't like people sticking to her, and he was afraid that he would become a habit, so he ignored her.

Until she brought a cup of hot water to him, he watched her hot hands get angry, and couldn't help shaking slightly, but he held the glass and refused to put it down.

He took the glass, crouched down in front of her, and asked her, "Who told you to do this?" ”

"I didn't ...... No one. His eyes were so dark and cold, and she was a little scared.

"No one told you to do it, why would you do it?"

"It's cold!" It was a blizzard day, and she saw ice slag on the ends of his hair......

"Don't do that in the future, go back to your room and sleep." After he finished speaking coldly, he got up and walked away, but drank the cup of hot water casually.

After a while, Uncle Fu came, took the burn ointment, wiped her hands inside and out, and warned her that the child should go to bed before nine o'clock at night.

But the third young master ...... "When she was in the Xia family, if there was still someone who didn't sleep, and she slept first, she would be scolded and even beaten."

"He doesn't need to be served."

Although Uncle Fu said this, she was still afraid, and the next night, she was still waiting at the door.

When he saw her, his face turned black, and without saying a word, he twisted her and threw her on the bed, and then slapped her hard on the little buttocks, directly beating her to tears.

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