Usually Murong Yan doesn't go back to the villa, but there is a large group of servants in the villa where almost no one lives, and Zhao Jishan simply dismissed them and lived quietly alone.

She knew that she couldn't leave, and there were usually guards guarding the door at any time, and it was inconvenient to enter and exit, let alone want to escape.

She stayed alone in the villa, sitting on the balcony of her bedroom every day, staring at the birds flying outside in a daze.

She longs for freedom, like those little birds.

She longed to breathe the outside air, but she was probably going to be imprisoned here for the rest of her life.

Zhao Qishan didn't eat much, and she lost weight quickly.

With a small face with a big palm and a slim waist that doesn't hold it, he looks like a young high school student.

Murong Yan was in high spirits every time she looked at it, the more innocent and well-behaved she was, the more powerful he ravaged her.

He didn't seem to notice how horribly thin she was.

Such a slightly harmonious relationship only lasted for two short years, and two years later, Murong Yan left angrily when he saw Zhao Zhenshan taking birth control pills again.

The little hope that had been ignited in Zhao Zhenshan's heart was once again shattered.

He's probably had enough of her dull expression, right?

In the past, she was so vivid and lovely, Murong Yan said that he loved her simple and lively appearance very much.

During this period, for three years, Murong Yan did not set foot in the villa again.

However, the news kept coming on the news that he had changed his female companions, as long as one a week, and as short as three or four a day.

The previous fixed female companion seems to have evaporated from the world.

Gradually, the people of F City almost forgot the existence of her, the real Mrs. Murong.

Three years later, Murong Yan returned to the villa again and asked her fiercely.

For his appearance, Zhao Jishan was not surprised at all.

She even accepted his "good luck" very calmly, did not cry or make trouble, and behaved like a porcelain doll.

After the passion, Murong Yan looked at Zhao Qishan who was sleeping deeply, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Such a Zhao Qishan made him panic terrible.

She was skinny and skinny, and it felt as if she hadn't eaten in a long time.

Although she was lying obediently under him, her eyes were full of unwillingness and pain.

Shan'er, did I really do something wrong?

Murong Yan began to return to the villa from time to time, this time faster than the frequency three years ago, sometimes he came back twice a week, sometimes even once every other day.

Even when he talked to Zhao Jishan, he was gentle and gentle, just like the gentle and jade-like teenager back then.

Zhao Qishan was used to his capriciousness, she only needed to calculate the day of his return, take a shower in advance at night, strip naked and lie on the bed, waiting for his arrival.

She had repeated stomach problems, and in severe cases, she vomited until she was dizzy.

There was no servant in the villa, and no one told Murong Yan, which was exactly what Zhao Jishan wanted, and she didn't want him to know.

Menstruation is not allowed, and every time it hurts, it hurts to die and come back to life, as if it is reborn.

I went to the doctor about half a year ago, and the doctor told her that her body was too weak to get pregnant at all, and if she wanted to have a baby, she must stop using contraceptive pills and adjust her body.

So she doesn't have to be afraid of getting pregnant anymore, and she doesn't have to take birth control pills at all.

This morning, after Murong Yan left, as soon as Zhao Zhenshan got up, he felt a heart-piercing pain, his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

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