Evil sweetheart is too delicate

"Mom, I have no hope... what should I do..."

When the man disappeared at the stairs, Dongfang Yuanqing cried bitterly. She covered her eyes with her hands, and tears gushed from between her fingers.

"Qing'er, don't be discouraged, I will help you..."

Shi Miaoyin sighed, and she patted Dongfang Yuanqing on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.

"But, he doesn't want to marry me at all, and he doesn't even want to touch me... Even if he goes out to find other women to vent his anger on, he doesn't want to touch me. Am I so ugly?"

Dongfang Yuanqing's hands were wet, she moved her hands away, the makeup on her face was already worn out by crying.

In terms of appearance, she is one of the best beauties in the world. In terms of figure, she is about 1.7 meters tall, with a golden ratio, and a hot figure. She is better than those professional models...

Not to mention the family background, if the family background is not good, Shi Miaoyin will not choose her.

It is precisely because of this that she cannot accept and understand that Huangfu Lie treats her so dismissively.

"Qing'er, don't worry, I will help you. When you have flesh and blood, he won't be able to marry you... As long as you conceive his child, from now on, you will be the young mistress of this family..."

Shi Miaoyin pulled her to the edge of the sofa, whispered to her, and pushed her down on the sofa to sit down.

Dongfang Yuanqing's eyes widened in surprise, and she opened her mouth in disbelief. What Shi Miaoyin said shocked her too much.

"Mom, what are you talking about? I have his flesh and blood? But he won't even touch me..."

"Well, don't worry, there will always be opportunities. He is a man after all. As long as he is a man, he can't resist the temptation of a woman. Besides, you are a beauty..."

Shi Miao had a weird smile on her beautiful face, and she pursed her lips meaningfully.

The current behavior of her son made her deeply panic. If no measures are taken, I am afraid that this son will really not belong to her in the future...

Therefore, she must find a way to force her son to obey, and use something to tie him tightly.

"Mom, you mean...but, I'm afraid..."

Dongfang Yuanqing seemed to understand a little bit, but she was still uneasy, out of her admiration and fear for Huangfu Lie, she never dared to think like that.

"Qing'er, don't be afraid, with me here, put your heart back into your stomach."

Shi Miaoyin straightened her back and regained an extremely cold expression on her face.

"Mom, do you want to be in these two days? I'm still on my period..." Dongfang Yuanqing bit her lip, looking at Shi Miaoyin in panic and hope.

"Of course not now, you leave the manor for a while, and I will notify you to come back when the time is right."

Shi Miaoyin said coldly that she knew her son well, it would be futile to let him touch women now, if he wants to be obedient, he needs to be calm for a while.

This is playing hard to get...

Huang Fulie didn't know the inside story, didn't know that his actions had caused panic to his biological mother, let alone that his biological mother was planning a trap for him...

When he woke up early the next morning and didn't know anything, he seemed to be in a good state of mind.

The beard is shaved, and the eyes are piercing, and even a glance is full of electricity.

After tidying himself up, he entered the dining room, and unexpectedly found that only his mother was eating alone, and Dongfang Yuanqing was gone... He stopped quite unexpectedly, which surprised him...

Could it be that mother really drove Dongfang Yuanqing away just like that?

Or did Dongfang Yuanqing come to his senses, knowing that he couldn't walk into his heart, and retreated despite difficulties?

Hesitating, he sat down at the dining table and greeted lightly: "Mom, good morning..."

Because of the rare bright smile on Shi Miao's face, she took the initiative to lean over, sat down next to her son, and graciously poured fruit juice for him and sandwiched a piece of sandwich.

"Lie, you see that you are so thin, so that your mother will feel bad, eat more..."

For ordinary people, such care from a mother is very common, but for the Huangfu family, it is rare.

From childhood, the two brothers and sisters Huangfu Lie could use servants at will, but their biological mother did very little for them, which was also one of the reasons why the family relationship was relatively weak.

In Huangfulie's memory, his mother would only give him a hug unless he performed exceptionally well when he was a child.

Since he was able to walk, his mother didn't hug him very much. Even if he fell down and his knees were bleeding, his mother only asked him to get up by himself. More strictly, he was not allowed to cry.

His hand was scratched yesterday, and his mother's nervous performance was because he hadn't shed blood for many years.

Under the teaching of his mother, there is no chance for him to be hurt, and he does not allow others to hurt him, unless he develops the mentality of self-harm...

Huang Fulie responded with a calm smile from his mother, such care, so distant and strange, he actually felt a serious sense of alienation.

"Mom, you can eat too, let's eat together..."

He took a sip of the juice his mother poured him.

Shi Miaoyin always had a smile on her face, as long as she saw Huangfu Lie wanted to get something, she would take it one step ahead of time and hand it to her son.

On the contrary, Huang Fulie felt that he was not used to it. He was used to being self-reliant, and he was very uncomfortable being taken care of by his mother.

On the surface, this breakfast seemed to be enjoyable, but in reality, Huangfu Lie was very depressed, and the food was tasteless.

For several days in a row, as long as Huangfu Lie was eating at home, Shi Miaoyin would be like this, asking about his health, being meticulous, and interpreting the image of a loving mother to the extreme.

Huangfu Lie was still filial in his bones, he didn't know why his mother had changed so much, so naturally he would not reject his mother's kindness, let alone question him.

After a period of time, the relationship between him and his mother has indeed become much closer.

It's not all because of his mother's great hospitality, but because he didn't see that annoying Dongfang Yuanqing in front of him, his mentality naturally improved a lot, and he was happy to be close to his mother.

He can handle the company's affairs at his fingertips. He is a genius in business by nature, so it's no problem to take care of those company affairs.

But in his heart, he was always empty, he couldn't stop, once he stopped, his mind would be filled with the shadow of a little woman, and his heart would be full of that astringent taste.

At one time, he was very taboo to take the stairs, as soon as he walked up the stairs, he seemed to hear the scream of the little woman when she fell down the stairs.

That indifferent heart will throb, and then beat wildly...

This state lasted for more than ten days before gradually getting better...

After getting off work one day, it was already the first time the lights came on, and the whole city was shrouded in a network of light and shadow woven by neon lights.

The assistant took his coat, but he took out his phone and dialed Mu Ruyi's phone number by accident...

His thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he put the phone close to his ear, and when he heard a blind tone, his expression dimmed instantly... In his deep eyes, there was a deep sense of melancholy.

Lost, lost, extremely lost...

His heart seemed to be hollowed out, and nothing could fill it.

After leaving the gate of the building, Huangfu Lie entered the car, started it suddenly, and then stopped suddenly... He turned his eyes and drove the car in another direction.

The door of Mu Ru's house was closed, and Huang Fulie honked the horn for a long time.

The servants greeted them cheerfully, and the three servants all ran to the door, seeing Huangfu Lie's car, their faces were filled with joy.

Huang Fulie drove the car into the courtyard and got out of the car with a cold expression.

The smiles on the faces of the three servants froze immediately, and Huangfu Lie's face was icy cold, which made them feel a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts. They secretly looked at each other, and no one dared to come forward to show courteousness.

Huangfu Lie waved his hand cruelly, and when the servants retreated, he entered the room and stood still in front of the bedroom door.

An indescribable hesitation flashed in the bottom of his eyes, his big hand slowly stretched out, and gently pushed open the door.

The tall and big tumbler came into view first, standing in front of the closet with a pleasant smile...

At the beginning, every time Mu Ruyi was unhappy, he used to practice fists and kicks against it, and once he saw it, she jumped up and down, punched and kicked, and hit her head with excitement.

A smile appeared on the corner of Huangfulie's lips, his eyes were blurred, and a mirage appeared in front of his eyes.

The little girl jumped down from the bed, hit the tumbler, and when she heard the sound of his arrival, she turned her head suddenly, and then showed a nervous, shy, but angry smile on her face...

He opened his arms unconsciously, waiting for the little woman to pounce into his arms, even if she punched him hard...

However, when the eyes were sore, and then blinked, the eyes were empty, there was nothing, the little woman was not here at all.

Only the inflatable tumbler stood there motionless, with Huangfulie written in large characters crooked on its body, and even the smile on its face seemed dull and empty.

The nose was sore, Huangfu Lie raised his hand to scratch his nose, but his throat felt a little choked.

Well, he wanted to cry, really wanted to cry, but the toughness he had cultivated since he was a child made him force the tears back.

Slowly walking into the room, closing the door heavily, he walked to the bed, pressed his body down, buried his face in the soft bedding, greedily ###...

The faint fragrance penetrates into the nostrils, this is Mu Ruyi's only favorite smell...

"Xiao Ru, I miss you so much..." Huangfu Lie's voice was low, like raving.

The deep eyes widened blankly, and it took a long time before they blinked, and then slowly closed.

A drop of clear tear slipped from the corner of the eye, fell into the soft bedding along the side of the face, and disappeared.

The phone rang, but he didn't bother to pick it up, and he fell into deep memories of Mu Ruyi.

After the phone rang several times, he took it out, and what was displayed on the screen was a call from his mother Shi Miaoyin...

"Hello? Mom...I won't go back tonight..."

"Lie'er, where are you? Assistant Lin said that you are off work, and you have a social event today?"

"I... am here with Mu Ruyi..."

Huang Fulie said in a low voice, his voice was hoarse, revealing an incomparable magnetism.

In fact, when he said this, his thinking was still a little hazy, so there was a certain deviation in the expression of the words, but he didn't care.

Shi Miaoyin on the other end of the phone was shocked.

Didn't Mu Ruyi follow Ouyang Chenyi to Paris, how could her precious son be with her? Could it be that she has come back?