Going Wrong as a Wife: Young Master Gu, Don't Be Arrogant

Chapter 48 Three Years Ago from the Bottom Line (5)

She couldn't afford to offend this man, and even in such a humiliating situation, she didn't dare to let her temper be impulsive.

Maybe it was because he cried too often, crying out all the water in his mind.

The oxygen became thinner and thinner, and when she was almost dying of lack of oxygen, the man raised his head from her body panting slightly, his scarlet eyes were replaced by intense lust.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "If you want to inquire about my past again, then I don't mind. I will punish you right here."

The eyes that lingered on her were explicit and vile, and the madness in his eyes was shocking.

"You have to know that I still have a child in my stomach." She reminded weakly, hoping to awaken his conscience.

Ye Jieche smiled and glanced at her, his tone full of mockery, "Child? Xia Yu, how precious do you think your child is?"

"Ye Jieche, you bastard."

At this moment, Xia Yu knew clearly that if she was more considerate and wanted to be a confidant sister, the price might be her own children.

She has never realized so clearly for a moment like now that this man is terrible, and he actually doesn't care about children at all.

He generously accepted the title, "You still can't escape the palm of the bastard."

But in the next second, he suddenly fell into some kind of deep thought, and his brows were furrowed.

Taking advantage of the time when the man was thinking about things, Xia Yu pushed him away forcefully, picked up the water on the table and ran away.

She can't afford to provoke, but she can always hide.

But he didn't see the man behind him suddenly sighed for a long time, his eyes were blank and helpless, as if he had removed all the charms and looked back at the truest self.

The woman ran to the guest room, locked the door neatly, lost her grip, and the light blue mug fell to pieces.

The stomach suddenly ached, and the body leaning against the door slumped down feebly.

After a day of trotting around, the child finally began to give her unsatisfactory feedback.

Raising his hand to caress his upper stomach, tears welled up in his eyes again, making people caught off guard.

The only way she can retreat now is the child in her womb, but if she doesn't learn to be smart, that man may destroy it.

Fear is like a seed, which was once buried deep in his heart, but now he fertilizes it, begins to take root and sprout, and is implanted in the bone.

If she could have another life, even if she was beaten to death, she would never let herself meet him.

Destiny is ridiculous to say the least. She had fantasized too much about finding a gentle and gentle husband who would respect her and care about her.

That candidate was once given the name Xue Zhexiao by her, but it may never be the same again.

Her life, since meeting Ye Jieche, has become more and more depraved.

If there is anything in this world that supports her to continue to be nostalgic, it is probably her relatives and the child in her womb, her last hope.

However, she doesn't have any ability to protect them well.

The only thing she can do is to burst into tears as a weak person, and occasionally yell when she loses her temper.

But such a cowardly and incompetent girl is of no use at all.

The man in the living room got up and turned off the light left on purpose in the living room, and returned to the darkness alone, sitting on the sofa for a long time without any other movements.

If that woman hadn't appeared suddenly three years ago, huh, he might have already been poisoned by alcohol and died in a foreign land.

He got up from the sofa, went to the wine cabinet to choose red wine, glass after glass, without the usual attention, now just to numb the nerves.

The brain, which is immune to alcohol, did not respond, and the goblet with the remaining scarlet wine was stripped from the man's hand without warning.

Cracks silently and stains expensive carpets.

He swayed his body and walked towards the study, every step seemed to have exhausted his strength, with a clear intertwining of reluctance and helplessness.

His face was as pale as if it had been covered with a layer of silvery moonlight, making his expression indifferent, and now Ye Jieche didn't even know what he was doing.

Walking subconsciously, my mind went blank.

This was his worst reaction after being recalled. He lost all his normal abilities and lived in a state of despair, like a purposeless tramp.

Over the years, it was tiring to hide.

The study room was huge and arranged like a library. He turned on the light and took out a Chinese translation book from a row of thick English books.

Picking up the key inside, he swayed to the desk, opened the locked drawer, and found a photo from a layer of documents used to cover up.

The corners of the photo have begun to turn slightly yellow, without much age, like the effect of being soaked in water and dried in the sun.

Ye Jieche lowered his head and kissed the smiling face of the person in the photo, softly sighing from between his lips and teeth.

This photo was left when he wanted to take a sneak shot, but was discovered by someone. As soon as the camera was lifted up, the person turned his head with a smile.

With blond hair and white dress, bright eyes and bright teeth, the surrounding scenery was slowly being emptied. At that time, she was innocent and bright, like a big girl who didn't know much about the world.

She treats people very well, but she can only live in the memory of others, miss when she is touched, and be blocked when she is forced to forget.

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The next day, the two people who had tidied up their minds met again at breakfast. Ye Jieche's complexion was much better than yesterday, but he still had an aura of not getting close to strangers.

Xia Yu was still afraid of him, so she leaned up against her cold buttocks and ate her breakfast in silence.

For more than ten minutes, I don't know if the two sides did it deliberately, or what, the two didn't even look at each other once.

After Ye Jieche finished eating, he got up neatly, looked at the woman who was still fighting with the food as if giving alms, and left without changing his expression.

He didn't let her go to the company to work together, but he didn't say no more.

The walk was really chic, the black windbreaker was blown back by the wind, and it had the pretentious aura of a catwalk.

Xia Yu chewed her food hard, and after a night she looked human again, but she still had to struggle.

Xia Yu knew that the current self was full of questions about what happened three years ago.

It was so unacceptable that the man would turn his face when he mentioned it.

And now she really doesn't know how to face Ye Jieche well, what can she do when she returns to the company?
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, thinking of the young and beautiful well-known female doctor in a white coat from yesterday.

The two chatted very speculatively yesterday, and maybe they could learn something from her.

Even if she doesn't want to say it, she can still go out to relax and stay in a villa, feeling depressed and unhappy will have a bad effect on the child's development.

Moreover, Ye Jieche did not stipulate that she could only stay in the villa.

After making up his mind, he quickly finished his breakfast, and after reporting to Aunt Yang, he rejected her request to follow and take care of him, and left directly to Huiren Hospital.

When she was involved in such an incident, she always had to look for every possibility with doubts.

(End of this chapter)