Jiuye's little wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 111 Fate Shackles
The chandeliers in the house were turned on one after another, and in an instant, the porch, living room, and kitchen were all lit up.

There are many cute little ornaments in the house, and flowers are placed in some places that can be exposed to sunlight, such as coffee table and dining table.

From these details and decorations, it can be seen that the owner of this house is a very careful person who enjoys life.

Yan Ruoxue put the bought ingredients into the kitchen. After a while, the sound of water flowing and the slight clashing of pots and pans came from the kitchen...bringing a bit of fireworks to this empty big house.

"clatter……"

A very light door opening sounded from the gym, followed by the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground.

Jun Wuyong was sitting in a wheelchair, his lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes were staring at the people in the kitchen without blinking. There was a strong love in the depths of the crimson eyes. If you look closely, you will find that the In the deepest part of the world, the crazy, aggressive and possessive desire that appears and disappears from time to time...

Jun Wuyong at this time is like a ferocious hungry wolf, seeing delicious food, waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the opportunity to move.

Maybe Jun Wuyong's eyes were too hot, or maybe his eyes were too 'fierce', but Yan Ruoxue, who was cooking in the kitchen, paused and turned to look in the direction of the gym.

"Uncle Jiu, you are at home!"

Having already turned the wheelchair, Jun Wuyong, who was facing Yan Ruoxue sideways at this time, did not see him. The moment he caught a glimpse of his figure, Yan Ruoxue's eyes were full of joy.

Hearing Xue'er walking this way, Jun Wuyong frowned and said in a deep voice, "I'm going to change clothes." After finishing speaking, Jun Wuyong quickly turned the wheelchair and walked towards the bedroom as if fleeing.

Yan Ruoxue, who didn't notice Jun Wuyong's abnormality, asked with a smile on her face, "Okay, Uncle Jiu, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"all good."

As soon as the words fell, Jun Wuyong had already entered the bedroom, looking at the empty living room, Yan Ruoxue tilted her head slightly, her nose moved twice, and then turned back to the kitchen.

In the bedroom, Jun Wuyong, who was sitting in a wheelchair, listened quietly to the sound outside. When he heard the sound of dishes outside again, his frown gradually relaxed.

His eyes swept over his hands, Jun Wuyong's lips were tightly pressed, and there was no wave in his red eyes. When he saw blood falling down and about to fall to the ground, Jun Wuyong raised his hand and wiped the blood on the back of his hand. Passing across the fleshy joints, Jun Wuyong's eyes were icy cold, like a machine without pain or emotion...

In the kitchen, Yan Ruoxue was frying the ingredients in the pot with both hands. Although a pair of pitch-black eyes were looking at the frying pan in her hand, there was no focus in her eyes. Her thoughts were obviously wandering, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Suddenly, Yan Ruoxue frowned, turned down the fire, and walked quickly towards the gym.

"clatter……"

Opening the door of the gym, Yan Ruoxue took a deep breath, then, her brows frowned even tighter, her eyes quickly swept across the ground, the dried dark red blood was so glaring, Yan Ruoxue bit her lower lip, and walked quickly to Before the bloodstains.

There were dark red marks one after another on the brown sandbag.

Staring at those traces without blinking, Yan Ruoxue felt as if a huge hole had been opened in her heart, and she felt chills all over her body.

Endless panic welled up in her heart, scenes from her previous life flashed before her eyes, Yan Ruoxue's body trembled uncontrollably.

The days after rebirth were too comfortable, almost everything went well. Such a stable and ordinary life made her subconsciously forget many things in her previous life, or subconsciously treat her previous life as a dream.

She has recognized Yan Zhao's face, and he can no longer deceive her. Moreover, she took her mother out of the nursing home. Since then, Yan Zhao has lost control and threatened her 'weapon'.

After being reborn, she no longer hated Uncle Nine as much as in her previous life, and their relationship was no longer as rigid and distant as in her previous life...

She thought that she had changed her fate in her previous life.

She thought that she had settled the obstacle between her and Uncle Jiu.

She thought that she could grow old together with Uncle Jiu...

But... Seeing the dried blood in front of her eyes, Yan Ruoxue was at a loss.

she doesn't understand...

Uncle Jiu who has always been gentle, why...

Thinking of the previous life, being locked up in a mental hospital, Uncle Jiu who was in a mess... Yan Ruoxue suddenly felt suffocated, and her heart throbbed in pain.

In her previous life, she didn't know exactly when Uncle Jiu started to have mental problems, and she didn't know why he got mentally ill.

When she learned, he had been imprisoned in a mental hospital for murder.

As his wife in law, she was invited to the mental hospital to sign the documents. That was the first time she saw him in such a mess, helpless, crazy, and violent...

Countless leathers tied him to the bed. He seemed to be struggling and screaming non-stop as if he couldn't feel the pain. There were spots of blood seeping from his body, and his red eyes like a beast were full of madness. He would restrain his body. The belt snapped, fell heavily on the ground, and struggled to crawl towards her... Her eyes became moist, her throat tightened, Yan Ruoxue shook her head quickly, not daring to recall any more.

Looking at the sandbag again, Yan Ruoxue thought to herself: Maybe...it's just that she was thinking too much.

However, would normal people continue to beat sandbags when their hands are already bleeding?

Maybe...Uncle Jiu wanted to practice boxing.

However, why did he suddenly want to practice boxing? Moreover, is it necessary for ordinary people to continue practicing boxing when their hands are already injured?

Yan Ruoxue kept looking for a reasonable reason in her heart, trying to tell herself that Uncle Jiu's spirit was fine, but her brain was disobedient, denying her guess over and over again.

Her eyes were full of panic. She didn't know if she was afraid that Uncle Jiu had a mental problem, or that they would not be able to shake off the shackles of fate, and the yin and yang would be separated again.

"clatter!"

The crisp sound of the door opening brought Yan Ruoxue's confused thoughts back to reality.

Yan Ruoxue turned her head, Jun Wuyong was sitting at the door, their eyes met, and they looked at each other quietly.

The corners of Jun Wuyong's mouth twitched slightly, his expression remained normal, and he said, "The dishes are ready."

Yan Ruoxue lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze swept over the armrest of the wheelchair, and under the cover of her sleeves, she could only see her fingertips.

In an instant, everything in front of her eyes became blurred again. In the layers of water vapor, Yan Ruoxue saw Uncle Jiu walking towards her in panic, even his usually gentle and refined eyes were full of distress and bewilderment. .

At this moment, Yan Ruoxue's uneasy and bored heart miraculously calmed down... like a fishing boat drifting on the sea finally found a harbor.

(End of this chapter)