Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Xie Feng's villa.

Zhuang Wan looked outside through the narrow window. If she wanted to run away, she could leave from here.

But she didn't want to run.

The sky outside was getting dark again, and Xie Feng didn't come back for two days, so she vaguely sensed that something had happened.

He took her cell phone away and she can't contact anyone now.

She rested her chin on her arms and sat by the window, breathing in the fresh air outside.

Her stomach growled at this time. She hadn't eaten much on the day she came in and had been suffering from stomach problems.

Now I haven't eaten for two days, and my stomach seems to be rebelling. I vomited three times, but nothing came out.

Fortunately, the servant didn't do too much and gave her a pot of water every day.

She survived two days with only two bottles of water.

On the one hand, I felt dizzy with hunger, and on the other hand, I had a stomachache, which was painful and painful.

Sweat broke out on her forehead, and she just lay on the edge of the bed, her shoulders undulating slightly.

She has experienced a lot of grievances so far, and she feels that she will never feel grievances again.

But his eyes still felt hot.

There was a car engine sound outside. She couldn't see it here, she could only hear the sound.

She took a deep breath and slowly sat back on the bed.

As soon as Xie Feng entered the door and handed the clothes to the servant beside him, he heard someone say: "Mr. Xie, when can I serve Miss Zhuang food?"

Because Xie Feng hasn't come back in the past two days, the servants don't dare to make decisions without authorization.

The hand holding the coat paused, and Xie Feng remembered that Zhuang Wan was still here.

He didn't want to see this family at all now, and he felt physically disgusted just thinking about it.

"Where is she?"

The servant immediately led him to the door of a room.

He opened the door and saw the person sitting on the bed.

The door was closed and Zhuang Wan looked over.

There was a plate of red chili peppers on the table.

He unbuttoned a button in front of his neck and said in a mocking tone, "What, it doesn't taste good?"

Zhuang Wan was very hungry and had a stomach problem, so she felt like the people in front of her were ghosting.

She asked, "How is Xie Sisi?"

It was okay not to mention it, but as soon as it was mentioned, Xie Feng strode closer and grabbed her chin.

"Zhuang Wan, were you really not involved in this matter?"

Zhuang Wan stared at him stubbornly, and from his expression, he probably guessed that something had happened to Xie Sisi.

"No." The pain on her jaw briefly woke her up, and she saw a hint of disgust in his eyes.

As if she were some kind of virus.

His hand clearly fell on her chin, but she felt that it was her neck that was being strangled.

Out of breath.

Xie Feng let go of her, his eyes paused on her for a few seconds, and then he walked to the window aside.

He lit a cigarette and his breath was heavy.

"Eat the food."

This is deliberately making things difficult for her.

Zhuang Wan looked at the plate of chili and felt an inexplicable anger. She got out of bed and came to the table. Without hesitation, she picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the chili into her mouth.

While stuffing it, I choked to tears.

I haven't eaten anything for two days, and my stomach can't bear the stimulation.

Her mouth was red from the heat, and after only a few mouthfuls, she covered her mouth and started running to the bathroom.

"vomit."

What he spit out was not just chili peppers, but chili peppers mixed with blood.

Xie Feng continued to stand by the window and smoke. Hearing the sound of vomiting coming from the bathroom, he didn't pay attention.

After smoking half a cigarette, he turned around and walked out.

When I passed the table, I took a look and saw that only half of the full plate of chili was left.

Looking back, he opened the door and was about to leave, but the sound of heavy objects falling to the floor came from the bathroom.

He frowned and slowly closed the door open a crack.

"Zhuang Wan?"

He shouted and quickly returned to the bathroom door.

Zhuang Wan fell to the ground, her forehead was bleeding from the impact, but she fainted and lay quietly.

Xie Feng felt his pupils shrink severely.

He immediately held the person in his arms, "Zhuang Wan?!"

The door was kicked open, and he carried the person back to the sofa in the hall, "Call the doctor!"

Xie Feng held her shoulders with such force that he seemed to break her into pieces.

Zhuang Wan's mouth was red and swollen from the heat, and her eyes were also red. She leaned in his arms, her breath rising and falling weakly.

For a moment, Xie Feng was afraid to move.

It's as if she is a dry leaf that breaks into pieces when pinched. (End of chapter)