Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

He moved forward step by step, until he forced Haiyue to have no way to retreat, tightly against the cold wall of the bathroom, and then he reached out and grabbed her chin forcefully, with a ferocious expression on his face.

With a "hiss--", she tore her clothes roughly, and the warm but cold hands that seemed to be ice for thousands of years slid across Haiyue's body inch by inch, and finally settled on her chest, and then One word at a time, slowly announced: "Song Haiyue, please remember to this young master, from the moment you come to find this young master on your own initiative, whether it is body or heart! If... If you let me know again, you keep it Something related to Du Yunyan, or any connection with him, then..." At this point, Sikong Jingqiu suddenly stopped, and brought up a sinister smile. That smile made Haiyue shudder, " Don't blame me for being rude to him!"

After finishing speaking, Sikong Jingqiu let go of her, and walked out without looking back.

Losing support in an instant, Haiyue slowly slipped to the ground like a broken doll.

Outside, Sikong Jingqiu's voice could be faintly heard.

"From now on, the wife is not allowed to step out of the house! She is also not allowed to communicate with the outside world! Otherwise, you will all leave for me!"

"..."

Haiyue turned her head mechanically, glanced at Sikong Jingqiu who was on the phone at the desk, then turned back, stared blankly at the white toilet in front of her, recalling the scene when the ring disappeared just now, her heart was throbbing, Almost wanted to cry out loud.She gritted her teeth fiercely, pursed her lips tightly, held back with all her strength, and swallowed the sobs that were about to burst out.

A lot of sweat was forced out on the forehead, which drenched the hair on the temples, and tears kept pouring up, filling the entire eye sockets, and then leaving the eyes, slowly flowing down the cheeks, and sliding into the mouth.

Astringent and bitter.

Haiyue lowered her head with tears in her eyes, blinked her eyes, and felt a bean-sized liquid dripping from her eyelashes, and before she could see them clearly, it shattered into a puddle of water stains on the cold and bone-chilling tiles.

She just wanted to send something to Yunyan...

That's all.

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backyard.

For more than two hours.

Butler Li and two servants dressed in maid outfits stood not far away tremblingly. No one dared to take a step forward to provoke the man inside who looked like an enraged beast and spewed fire everywhere.

Sikong Jingqiu kicked over the brazier that was burnt until there were only a few sparks left in front of him, and the burnt paper ash shattered all over the ground and flew into the air.

That damned woman, she dared to bring Du Yunyan's things to Sikong's house so blatantly!

Another wave of anger surged up, Sikong Jingqiu's eyes turned red again, and he kicked the brazier spinning on the ground, causing it to turn over and cover the ground.

Still feeling puzzled, he stepped forward and kicked again, causing the brazier to fly forward, hitting a big rock and missing a big horn, Sikong Jingqiu finally stopped, neatened the corners of his clothes gracefully, and calmed down instantly He stopped, as if the hysterical appearance just now had never existed at all.

Sikong Jing took a deep breath, Qiu turned around, resumed his usual noble posture, and looked at Butler Li with a natural expression, "Say it, what's the matter?"

The two little maids were still in shock, and they stood there like two statues, motionless.

The well-informed Steward Li is much calmer.