Chapter 4 Psychopathology
"You're a patient." She reminded Hang Jiasheng.
Hang Jiasheng realized his gaffe: his current identity is a patient who has no function of inheritance, if he makes any deviant actions at this time, wouldn't he not confess to others that he is fine?
If Zhuo Suxin knew through it, there would be no way to marry her and enter the door.
With this mentality, he hurriedly turned his body to the side.
There are words in his mouth: "Please help me regain my dignity as a man, please, I won't sue your brother." β
Zhuo Suxin's heart was like fifteen buckets of water, thinking that her efforts could save her younger brother from going to jail, she still closed her eyes after the last moment.
He leaned down and continued to kiss her, then to her snow-white shoulder.
Zhuo Suxin couldn't bear it at first, but there were waves of indescribable feelings on her body, and she felt that she was about to collapse.
It's a pity that this is in the hospital ward, and he has to make it look like he has been injured to the bottom of his body.
Otherwise, he immediately pressed Zhuo Suxin down on the snow-white sheets and killed her.
"Are you still a virgin?"
He was close to Zhuo Suxin, with a masculine aura, and she felt very uncomfortable.
He asked her teasingly.
Zhuo Suxin nodded shyly, and pushed Hang Jiasheng away with all his might.
But how can a woman be as strong as a man?
Hang Jiasheng's arms were like iron hoops, tightly clamping her delicate body in his arms.
"Don't be like that, it's not good to be seen."
"What does it matter, didn't you promise to be my wife?"
Zhuo Suxin simply wanted to cry without tears, she had long heard that people who lost their sexual function would be particularly perverted, just like ancient eunuchs.
The current Hang Jiasheng gave her this feeling, and it also disgusted her, after all, the two had only met for the first time.
I don't know if I think I'm going too far, or if I feel her disgust, I'm afraid I won't be able to come to the future.
Under her fierce struggle, Hang Jiasheng finally let go of her hands and asked her, "How is it, were you comfortable just now?" I see you're in love too, don't tell me you don't want it. β
She looked at Hang Jiasheng with wide eyes, on the surface, he seemed to be a humble gentleman, but why did he say something so unacceptable?
"Men are like this, the world is as black as a crow. I'm just showing my love for you in its entirety, don't be afraid. Hang Jiasheng patted her shoulder lightly, smiled and comforted her.
"From now on, you can come to the hospital to see me every day."
"I'm very busy at work." She hurriedly lowered her head, pursed her lips, and found a reason, hoping to reject him.
"What are you busy with?" Hang Jiasheng asked her with a smile.
"I work in a barbershop."
"Barbershop?"
Hang Jiasheng's face drooped in an instant, and his face became ugly. almost said to her sharply: "You quit this job as soon as you go back, tell me how much you pay for others, and I will help you pay, and you will never be allowed to work in the barber shop in the future, understand?" That's not a serious place. β
He added uncomfortably and asked, "You haven't been taken advantage of, have you?" β
Zhuo Suxin's face was flushed, and he quickly shook his head and muttered, "No." β
Hang Jiasheng turned around, took out a large stack of red old man's heads from the coffee table next to him, threw them in front of her, and said to her: "You can use this money first, and when you go back, you will quit your job at the barbershop, and you will come to see me every day in the future." Since you're my fiancΓ©e, it's your responsibility to take care of me, understand? β
Zhuo Suxin was very unimpressed, she didn't want to be a parasite, and Hang Jiasheng's attitude also made her feel very unhappy.
Now that the two are not together, he is going to decide her fate, so what will happen in the future?
Hang Jiasheng seemed to have understood what she was thinking, and he sneered and said, "I really like you, so I let you do this, and I don't care about your brother's affairs, do you understand?" β
The incident of her younger brother Zhuo Donglai is like a time bomb to her, threatening her at all times.
After hearing Hang Jiasheng say this, she had no choice but to nod in humiliation and say, "I know what to say, then I'll leave first and come to see you another day." β
"It's not another day, it's tomorrow." Hang Jiasheng said to her domineeringly.
He put his hands on her face, kissed her her beautiful cheek, and said to her, "Don't worry, I will definitely hurt you well in the future." β
After finishing speaking, he said meaningfully: "Eighteen years old is a very good age." β
Zhuo Suxin didn't dare to look at his hot gaze anymore, turned around and walked away like a run.
Walking to the door, Hang Jiasheng stopped her again: "You haven't taken the money I gave you just now." β
"No, I have money." She was about to bite her red lip and bleed.
"You take what I gave you, whatever money you have, and quit your job right away, understand? If I had known that my future wife would be working in a barbershop and being a shampoo girl, I would not have been able to guarantee that I would not pursue your brother in the future, after all, he had cut me off. β
The words "cut off children and grandchildren" sounded like a thunderclap in Zhuo Suxin's ears like a flat ground.
She nodded hurriedly, hurriedly took out the money, and said, "I know what I know." β
The moment she walked out of the door, she felt as if the people of the whole world were watching her, and she felt as if she was a prostitute, coming and going as soon as she was called.
When the man is done venting and cool, he will pay himself, what is the difference between this and making a chicken?
She really hated herself, she hated her mother, and she hated her brother who caused trouble.
is only eighteen years old, is her fate no longer in her own hands?
When she left the hospital door, she saw her mother, Shen Mingyun, waiting for her outside.
Seeing her come out, he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her and asked, "How is it, is the matter settled?" β