dear husband please stop

Ji Chengcheng's voice was so loud, this is not a downtown area, her voice could be heard by almost everyone in the office on the lower floor, and she deliberately cursed loudly.

Ji Xinyao didn't look at the curious heads protruding from the windows, her hands hidden in her sleeves were clenched into fists, her pale face looked coldly at Ji Chengcheng's smug smiling face: "Enough is enough!" Yet?"

"no!"

Ji Shenyao took a deep breath, but tried her best to hold back the anger in her heart, she didn't plan to deal with her any more, and turned around to leave.

"I warn you, stay away from Gu Nanxi! Otherwise, don't blame me for standing up for my sisters, and you will never have a good life!"

"Ever since you, Ji Chengcheng, appeared in my life, when did you have a good life? What else do you want? Let me be ruined? Or let me die without a whole body?" Ji Shenyao suddenly stopped and turned around. One step closer to her.

Ji Chengcheng was taken aback, looking at the frost in her eyes, he couldn't help but took two steps back, his eyes were full of astonishment: "You...?"

"You warned me? What qualifications do you have to warn me? I left the Ji family seven years ago, and I will not be an eyesore in front of your mother and daughter. I don't even bother to compete with you for the so-called Ji family property. Why? Seven years I still can't get rid of the nightmare you Ji Chengcheng gave me for seven years? Let me tell you, the Ji Xinyao now is no longer the Ji Xinyao who you beat and scolded back then!"

She suddenly raised her finger and pointed to the side of the road: "Don't let me have a good life? Go! Go ask your gangster friends to kidnap me! Let them inject me with stimulants and I was almost raped by a group of old men `J! Go! Isn’t this the method you used?!”

"Ji Xinyao, who are you yelling at?!"

Unexpectedly, Ji Shenyao would know that she planned the incident seven years ago, Ji Chengcheng took a few steps back in shock, his eyes were somewhat wary.

The straight back was a full six or seven meters away from her, and then she cursed unwillingly: "You still have the nerve to mention that? If Ji Xiuli and Qin Muyan hadn't rescued you back then, you would have been around those old men a long time ago." Let's make love! Isn't the daughter of a shameless mistress as cheap as your mother? Just like being played by men? I'm helping you!"

"Sister Ji, what's going on?" Su Xiaonuan ran out in a hurry, and stood beside Ji Xinyao with a concerned face, looking at the bloodshot eyes in her worried face: "Sister Ji?"

Over there, Ji Chengcheng was already standing by the car, and he turned his head and gave them a hard look: "Ji Xinyao, let's wait and see!"

After all, Ji Chengcheng got into the white Audi and drove away quickly.

"Sister Ji, Sister Ji...?" Su Xiaonuan carefully grabbed Ji Xinyao's hand, but was surprised to find that her hand was icy cold, and her palm was almost pierced by her nails. She whispered: "Ji Xinyao Sister! Your hand!"

Ji Xinyao came back to her senses and let go of her tightly clenched fists.

"I'm fine." She lowered her eyes, glanced lightly at the bloody palm, turned around and was about to enter the company.

"Sister Ji, I'll send you to the hospital to bandage, your hands are like this!" Su Xiaonuan looked at her distressedly: "Come with me to the hospital, Sister Ji!"

"Did you hear that too?" She turned her head slowly, looking at the concern in Su Xiaonuan's eyes.

Su Xiaonuan paused for a moment, but the hand that was holding her did not leave. With a warm smile in her bright eyes, she said softly, "Sister Ji, everyone has a past."

Ji Xinyao's nose was sore, she lowered her head and smiled wryly: "I thought I could forget..."

She murmured softly, walked into the company's revolving door, ignoring the various opinions of her colleagues, and walked into the elevator, Su Xiaonuan knew that she wanted to be alone for a while, so she didn't follow in, and stood outside the elevator and looked at her worriedly .

It wasn't until the elevator door closed that Ji Xinyao leaned helplessly in the corner, raising her head to resist the tears that were about to fall.

Those pasts that she didn't want to recall for seven years, those pains that she didn't want to remember for seven years, those constant insults and beatings in her childhood, and the 17-year-old year that made her feel sad. A nightmare she will never forget.

Why did she escape from this fate for seven years, and why she still met Ji Chengcheng...