Xia Xiruo, from today onwards, you are a tool

Ming Yihan's thick eyebrows locked slightly: "Xia Xiruo, don't worry, I, Ming Yihan, has always been a talker." ”

"It's for the best. Hiding the sadness in his eyes, he put aside his gaze and looked at Lu Xiaoyao shallowly.

"Oh, here you go. Lu Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly handed over the contract.

Xia Xiruo!

In black and white, every stroke is like a knife cut.

"Xia Xiruo, from today on, you are my child's tool, the room you slept in is your place of work, no matter what time it is, as long as I want, you will lie in bed at any time, waiting for my favor. ”

The cold words, like poisoned sea salt, sprinkled on her bloody heart.

"Got it. Xia Xi responded as if nothing happened, turned around and walked out the door.

The moment the door was closed, tears crawled all over his pale face.

In the room, Lu Xiaoyao looked up at Ming Yihan's unpredictable face with a small face: "Young Master, do you really want to treat her like this?"

"There's nothing for you here. Shen Yihan waved his hand, and suddenly became inexplicably irritable.

"Oh. Lu Xiaoyao secretly glared at Ming Yihan angrily, pouted and left.

Shen Yihan returned to the place where the sun was shining in front of the window and closed his eyes.

At a certain moment, Xia Xiruo's pale and haggard face suddenly appeared in his mind, especially the clear and indifferent eyes, which were extremely clear.

How did you think of her? I opened my eyes in resistance, and when I looked down, I saw her petite figure walking through the window.

This little woman, where is she going?

"Lu Xiaoyao, come back to me. ”

"Hey, here we go. Lu Xiaoyao ran in with a smoke, "Young master, what's the matter?"

......

Xia Xiruo squeezed off the bus and walked into this community.

She didn't come home last night, she had to go home first and then go to work.

His home, in the deepest part of this old community, is a bungalow of just over 50 square meters, which his mother borrowed and built when she was a child.

Seeing the scorched black from a distance, Xia Xiruo's head exploded with a "buzz".

Ignoring the pain in his body, he ran over in a panic, and then stood in place stupidly, like a puppet.

Her home turned into ashes!

"How so?" the pale lips murmured helplessly.

Taking a helpless step and stepping on this charred rubble, Xia Xiruo's heart seemed to be burned to ashes. The only safe haven she and her mother had, along with the only belongings they had, was now gone.

"How can this be?" Looking at this scene, it was like a dream, and now she is like a homeless orphan.

"Xiruo, you're back. ”

A familiar voice came from behind him, Xiruo turned around, saw that it was the neighbor Aunt Sun, and asked with tears in her eyes, "Aunt Sun, what happened?"

"It was the middle of the night last night, the fire was very big, and when the police came, it was almost finished. The police said it was set on fire, but luckily you weren't home last night, otherwise...... Alas, it's terrible, and it has no conscience. ”

Xia Xiruo immediately had that handsome face in his mind, a pair of small fists, trembling and clenching.

What kind of hatred does he have with her family, and he wants to kill them all like this?

"Xiaoruo, don't be too sad, my sister Xiaoying has just gotten married, her bedroom is empty, if you don't have a place to live, let's live in my house first." Sun Shubao said, and walked over and handed over a tissue.

Xia Xiruo realized that her tears had fallen, and she took the tissue: "No, Aunt Sun, thank you, I went to work." ”

Wiping away tears, she turned and walked out of her "house".

"Alas......" Sun Shubao looked at Xiruo's little figure and sighed heavily, this child, he was stubborn when he was a child, he hid in the corner and cried, and he looked like he was okay in front of people.