Flash marriage honey love: the chief mad wife

Chapter 79 Zhuang Zixin, I Hate You!
Zhuang Zixin didn't speak, but just gave Zhuang Jingsu an expression of not talking.

"Zhuang Zixin, do you know that sometimes I really hope that there is no one like you in this world!" Zhuang Jingsu saw Zhuang Zixin didn't even bother to look at himself, and the hatred in his heart began to increase a little bit.

She hated Zhuang Zixin, but she couldn't deny that she also loved Zhuang Zixin.

"I know if you don't tell me." After Zhuang Jingsu's words, Zhuang Zixin lost any appetite at all. After pushing the small dining table away, Zhuang Zixin leaned back, folded his hands on his abdomen, and looked It landed on Zhuang Jingsu's haggard face despite his makeup.

Zhuang Jingsu originally wanted to say something, but in the end he clenched his fists tightly, looked at Zhuang Zixin with resentment but said nothing.

Inhaling forcefully, then exhaling heavily, after repeated several times, Zhuang Jingsu finally calmed down the anger surging in his heart, and his expression returned to the haughty and indifferent look he had just entered.

"Zhuang Jingsu, I don't think you came to visit me today. Since you have something to do, you should hurry up and leave!" Zhuang Zixin looked at Zhuang Jingsu at this time, as if looking at a bunch of bacteria, wishing she could Immediately disappeared in front of oneself.

Zhuang Zixin's words ignited the anger that Zhuang Jingsu had finally calmed down again. Zhuang Jingsu stood up from the sofa, and then waited for the ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes. Every step was as hard as if he wanted to crush the floor. walked to the bed.

Zhuang Zixin didn't take the anger in Zhuang Jingsu's eyes to heart at all, and watched Zhuang Jingsu walk to the bed with a calm expression, and watched her raise her hand and wave to herself.

"Pa" Zhuang Zixin sat up straight, grabbed Zhuang Jingsu's waving hand with his left hand, and slapped Zhuang Jingsu's face forcefully with his right hand.

Zhuang Jingsu didn't expect that Zhuang Zixin would dare to hit her at all, and she was a little dazed for a while, no one had dared to touch her a finger since she was so old.

Zhuang Zixin slowly let go of Zhuang Jingsu's hand, and leaned back again, admiring Zhuang Jingsu's daze.

When Zhuang Jingsu came back to his senses, he looked at Zhuang Zixin in disbelief. Rather than saying that Zhuang Jingsu didn't expect Zhuang Zixin to answer her, it's better to say that she didn't expect Zhuang Zixin to be willing to beat her.

"Why?" Tears fell without warning, Zhuang Jingsu looked at Zhuang Zixin with a hurt and puzzled face, and the sadness in his voice was hard to hide.

Zhuang Zixin turned her head and didn't want to see Zhuang Jingsu's injured expression. She hid her hand under the quilt after the beating. At this time, her right hand was still trembling faintly. She didn't know why she raised her hand just now when Zhuang Zixin Suddenly, he waved and hit Zhuang Jingsu like crazy.

Although she hated Song Man and Zhuang Jingyou, she never hated Zhuang Jingsu. Zhuang Jingsu was special to her, maybe because Zhuang Jingsu was coaxed to grow up by her.

Later, every time Zhuang Jingsu troubled her to say things that hurt her, he would feel sad, but not because he was bullied by Zhuang Jingsu, but because Zhuang Jingsu, whom she loved so much, used those words that were like sharp knives to hurt her.

"Do you think I was born to be beaten by you?" When speaking, Zhuang Zixin turned his head to look at Zhuang Jingsu, already concealing the panic and distress in his eyes.

Looking at Zhuang Jingsu's fair little face, the left cheek was slightly swollen at this time, and the clear four finger prints were so prominent on that little face.

Zhuang Jingsu took a deep breath, and suddenly there was a sneer full of hatred from the corner of his mouth, and the small hands hanging on both sides were also tightly clenched, and then his voice became cold and he said: "Zhuang Zixin, everything today is You deserve it! If I do it, I will definitely send you to see Lord Yan!"

After Zhuang Jingsu finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the door. When she suddenly reached the door, she turned around and looked at Zhuang Zixin again. There was obvious hatred on her face, but there was still some difference in her hateful eyes. The emotions were surging, and then she looked at Zhuang Zixin fixedly, and said word by word: "Zhuang Zixin, I hate you! I hate you! Zhuang Zixin!" When she looked back and saw her bag on the sofa, Zhuang Jingsu After taking two quick steps to pick up the bag on the sofa, he glared at Zhuang Zixin again and then walked quickly to the door. A few steps away from the door, Zhuang Jingsu actually ran. When he opened the door, he didn't want to bump into it when he went out again It fell on the body of indifference.

Zhuang Jingsu was knocked back by Leng Mo who was standing there like a stone pillar, then raised his eyes and stared at Leng Mo fiercely, and ran forward around Leng Mo.

Turning her head indifferently, she looked at Zhuang Jingsu who was running forward. From her back, she saw that Zhuang Jingsu seemed to be wiping away tears vigorously. She heard more or less what she said just now, but she was still a little puzzled. In her opinion A young lady like Zhuang Jingsu would not just let it go after being slapped, but she never thought that Zhuang Jingsu would just leave crying.

Zhuang Zixin froze there after hearing Zhuang Jingsu's words, "If it was me, I would definitely send you to see Lord Yan." Originally, she thought that day was just an accident, but now she could hear it from Zhuang Jingsu's words, Everything is premeditated.

She didn't ignore the strong hatred in Zhuang Jingsu's eyes looking at her at the door just now, and how hateful and desperate he was in his tone as he said he hated himself.

Tears suddenly fell like a flood that burst a bank, and it couldn't be stopped.

Zhuang Zixin knew that Zhuang Jingsu really hated herself this time, because she slapped her. No matter how unreasonable Zhuang Jingsu was in front of her before, she would either just give her a few words when what she said was too ugly, or Just ignore her, but she never said anything too serious, let alone hit her.

She knew that with Song Man and Zhuang Lei's love for Zhuang Jingsu and Zhuang Jingyou's love for her, Zhuang Jingsu would not be wronged since she was a child, but today she beat her by herself.

After Leng Leng came in, he saw Zhuang Zixin lying there like a soulless doll, with tears streaming down his face.

"Sister, don't forget Susu, okay?" When Zhuang Lei decided to send the five-year-old Zhuang Jingsu to her grandmother's house, she held the car window and cried like a tearful person, telling Zhuang Zixin not to forget her .

"No, my sister will definitely remember Susu."

"Sister, my mother just bought this for me from the United States. Give it to you. My mother doesn't know, so I secretly took it out." Seven-year-old Zhuang Jingsu secretly put the new dress and chocolates that Song Man bought for her in her schoolbag Li decided to give it to Zhuang Zixin.

All the memories flooded up in an instant, and her heart began to hurt as if being pulled by someone. Seeing Leng Mo walked in, Zhuang Zixin asked her to go out.

Suddenly, she felt that the room was a little stuffy. Although the pain on her waist caused her to break out in cold sweat every time she moved, she felt that the wound on her body was no match for the pain and boredom in her heart.

Going to the window and looking down, suddenly a familiar figure came into sight, Zhuang Zixin watched the figure walking slowly along the stone road step by step, then turned around and walked towards the door regardless of the pain in his body.

　Who can guess who Zhuang Zixin saw?Hurry up and actively participate in the discussion of the plot.

　　
　
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