Rich and poisonous love: Husband, please love me

She followed, only to see him take out a gold-plated card and swipe it at the sensor at the door.

'drop! ' With a sound, the glass door opened automatically, and she walked up behind him.

The hall is very large and luxurious, just like stepping into a five-star hotel, resplendent and radiant.

Walking on the shining tiles, her heart clenched tightly, because once she stepped here, she was like a bird in a golden cage, under his control, living humblely.

When he came to the elevator door, he pressed the button on the 33rd floor, the elevator door opened, and she walked in.

Entering the elevator, she looked worriedly at the numbers that climbed up one after another, and clasped her hands behind her back nervously, with her fingers embedded in her palms, causing bursts of pain.

Thinking of him getting closer and closer to her, thinking of his cold and deep black eyes, and his arrogance, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and her fingers stabbed hard into her palm, slightly wet.

'Ding! 'With a bang, the elevator door opened.

Under his leadership, she stopped at the door of a room, the door was carved with bustling tulip patterns, luxurious and beautiful.

She stared at the door as if she could poke a hole through it.

Thinking of him being here, her heart jumped out of her throat nervously.

"The door has been opened, you go in, I have fulfilled the president's order, I brought you here, I'm leaving first, you have to serve the president well, you know?" He said indifferently, as if bringing the woman here It's something I'm used to doing.

In the eyes of this man, she is just one of many Ling Muze's playthings.

A trace of sadness slipped through her heart.

He didn't have the patience to wait for a plaything's answer, so he turned and walked towards the long corridor.

Looking at the empty corridor, she had a strong fear of the little white rabbit falling into the wolf's pen.

I really want to run away like this desperately. ． ． ． ． ．However, he couldn't move even a heavy step, as if he was fixed on the ground.

If she escaped, what should Ling Yucheng do?What was the point of her cruelty to him back then?

When things got to this point, she had no room to turn back. She had to take this step and walk towards the little beast that was waiting for her to obediently come to her door.

Every little bit of living with Ling Yucheng came to mind, his kindness, his meticulous care, and his heartbroken and desperate eyes, which severely pinched her nerves.

Gritting her teeth, she pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as she entered the room, the first thing that caught her eyes was the mess of the room, fragments of cups, and women's underwear scattered all over the floor. It was conceivable how intense the situation was, and she gasped when she saw it.

She stood there in a daze, and realized that Ling Muze called her last night, and this is where she is having fun with women.

Here, there must be n lovers who have taken care of.

Xiumei frowned slightly, and a small pain slipped through the bottom of her heart.

Just as she was standing there, feeling gloomy and dry, she heard the sound of water, and she looked for the sound. On her right, there was a frosted glass door, from which the sound of water came through. Through the light green glass, she vaguely saw a figure moving.

Holding the hem of the skirt tightly with both hands, he was so nervous that he even breathed cautiously, for fear that he would come out of the bathroom naked.

Looking at the women's private clothes all over the place, and seeing the white/mudgy dirt on the rose-colored carpet on the sofa, and smelling the aftermath of joy/love in the air, her stomach feels like eating greasy things , I feel so uncomfortable, I feel distressed and convulsed.

Biting her lips tightly, standing so stiffly all the time, her feet were going to be numb.

Thinking that she would stay in this apartment with the smell of him and other women from now on, she frowned and looked at everything in front of her with deep pain.

It was obvious that both the decoration and the items were extravagant to the extreme, and it was obvious that the decoration was in warm colors that she preferred, but she was shivering from the cold, and even her blood was about to freeze.

She stood there stiffly, dazed, and in pain, when the bathroom door opened behind her.

She clenched her hands, raised her eyes and froze for a moment, her face pale as paper.

That person was not Ling Muze.

but a woman.

Still a sexy and charming woman to the extreme.

Her fragrant shoulders were half exposed, and a white bath towel wrapped her delicate body. Her breasts were half exposed, white and tender as fat, and small pink flowers bloomed in them, obviously the traces of last night's passion.

She is beautiful, enchanting, charming to the bone, full of femininity, with an oval face, delicate willow eyebrows, a beautiful nose and red lips, and a delicate and smooth neck. ． ． ． ． ．Ignoring her pair of sharp and cold eyes, she is a woman of extreme beauty, which makes all men suffocate, and even women will be distracted by seeing her, including her.

She stared blankly at the charming woman in front of her, a trace of cold sweat broke out from her dry palms.

The woman's beautiful eyes were cold, and her lips were coldly pursed as she walked towards her, and she couldn't help clenching her fists nervously.

His teeth itch at Ling Muze in his heart, he is really a despicable guy, does he want two women to fight him to the death?Or is this just another way to burden her?Let other women fix her?

'Snapped! A heavy slap was slapped on her face, a hot feeling spread, and the painful head turned away.

Before she could recover from the slap, she yelled shrilly, "You shameless bitch, you dared to rob a man and rushed to the door, get out of here, don't even look at yourself , and want to compete with me for Ling Muze, and don't even look at what kind of guy I am!"

She stared at Shui Xi with her beautiful eyes wide open. Her facial features, which originally looked delicate, were distorted by anger. After she finished cursing, she raised her hand to wave at her again. She wanted to slap Shui Xi again, but Shui Xi resisted. Grabbing her wrist, he slammed it aside.

There was blood from the corner of her lips, which penetrated into her lips, and there was a taste of iron embroidery. She raised her hand to wipe it, and her lips were stained with blood, which gave her a stubborn beauty.

She really wanted to slap her back, but thinking of her current situation, she clenched her fists and endured it.

With Ling Muze's evil and perverted level, maybe he also installed a camera in this apartment, maybe he was hiding in a corner to peek at them because she was fighting with each other.

She didn't want to follow his wishes and let him watch all this proudly.

And her silence made that woman take it as cowardice.

"Look if I don't beat you to death, you shameless bitch, you dare to fight with me for Ling Muze, you really don't know the heights of heaven and earth, see if I don't beat you to get out of here!" The woman screamed and grabbed over her hand.

Because her nails were too long and she grabbed it so hard, a long bright red scar was left on her arm. Then, before she had time to dodge, her long hair was pulled hard, causing her scalp to twitch from the pain. numb.

"Damn woman, go die for me." The woman said viciously, her originally beautiful face was completely ferocious, her fingers pulled Shui Xi's hair, the painful Shui Xi felt as if her scalp would be torn off.

His vision gradually became blurred, and the scene from a long time ago appeared in front of his eyes, obviously it has passed for an unknown number of years, but it was clearly imprinted in his heart.

It was a hot summer day at that time, and she had long black hair. At that time, she was stupid and couldn't comb her own hair. help from others.

Before Ling Muze came to this house, her mother combed her. After Ling Muze came, under the coercion of her mother, he combed her long hair.

In the yard, the sun was shining, and the cicadas were chirping, creating harmony.

She stood in the sun with loose hair, and behind her stood a boy who was more genial and bright than the sun, and that boy combed her hair with a wooden comb.

I felt Ling Muze standing behind me and combing her hair sullenly. Although I liked the delicate and soft feeling of his fingers passing through the hair, I didn't want to force him to comb her hair. I felt very sorry.

Pursing her lips in frustration, she said in a low voice, "Little husband, let me cut my hair, so that you don't have to bother combing my hair every time."

I thought he would be happy to agree, but as soon as she finished speaking, a clear but firm voice sounded: "No, if you dare to cut off a piece of this hair, I will ignore you for a while!"

She turned her head to look at him with some doubts, and seeing the flash of light in his eyes, she plucked up her courage and asked, "Don't you hate combing my hair? You don't have to comb my hair anymore after I cut it." ..."

"You still feel wronged when you say you are a fool. You are a big fool. Not only are you stupid, but you are also very blind." He gave her a cold look with great displeasure.

There was a soft light on his face towards her, and he raised his hand to caress her head. His voice had never been in a good mood. She was used to his bad temper, although she didn't know whether he hated her or not. Combing her hair, thinking that he didn't want to cut it off by herself, a trace of sweetness flashed across her heart, and she smiled silly at him.

His expression froze for a moment, and a gleam of soft light appeared on his usually indifferent face, which made her completely stunned, barely drooling.

And his next move made her eyes widen in shock.

His fingers caressed his hair, as if touching a good silk: "The only thing I don't dislike about you is your hair..."

His voice was like a spell, lingering in his heart, and he couldn't let it out until now.

After that, she always protected her hair very carefully. Even if a child saw her and threw mud or stones, she would always cover her head and protect her hair reflexively.

However, after living in this city, her hair became knotted and split during the days of wandering on the street.

After being tricked into it by the nightclub proprietress, because her hair was like a tangled ball of wool, it was difficult to open and comb. The waiter didn't ask for her opinion, so she cut her waist-long hair together. Down, only to the shoulder position.

She was so sad that she burst into tears, unable to get out of this shadow for a long time, and felt faintly in her heart that if she lost this long hair, even if he saw Ling Muze, he would not recognize her anymore.

Later, after being adopted by Ling Yucheng, she had a lot of lotion for hair care. She took care of her hair carefully and never cut it again. Now it has grown to the hips, and it is very black and shiny.

She could bear her beating her and scolding her, but she couldn't pull her hair, and that woman was still pulling fiercely.