CEO's Sweet Wife

Chapter 31 Deserving it
She didn't know whether his expression was angry or angry. If it was angry, why was he angry?Feng Ying is his company, and she instinctively told her that everything she suffered was related to Feng Ziyan. Although she had no proof, he was the one who overshadowed the entire company. Who else would arrange so many embarrassments and embarrassments for herself? difficulty.

The sarcasm and disdain that often appeared in his eyes, his sudden outbursts of anger, and his occasional tenderness.Which one is he?

"Okay, change the towel."

Lu Qingzhou was pulled back from the fugue by his voice.She took off the towel, and Feng Ziyan continued to moisten the towel. After doing this over and over again, Lu Qingzhou's face became less swollen.

Lu Qingzhou told himself countless times not to cry, not to cry, but no matter what, the tears couldn't be controlled and fell down.Feng Ziyan wiped away her tears with his hand, and said cruelly: "Okay, don't cry. What wronged you? Although I can't help you, at least let me laugh about my boring life."

Lu Qingzhou's tears were still hanging on his face, and his heart was pulled hard again.He would always just want to see her laugh.Lu Qingzhou shook his head stubbornly: "I'm fine, but my face hurts, so I'm crying."

"Face pain?"

Feng Ziyan snorted coldly, and threw the towel with Lu Qingzhou's body temperature into the washbasin. His excessive force caused the water in the basin to splash.Lu Qingzhou's small body trembled slightly, and she held her hands in a semicircle and put them on her lap without moving.

"Why are you standing there? Auntie Xia isn't here, so why don't you take the water out of the basin?"

Lu Qingzhou got up slowly, seeing that Feng Ziyan casually picked up a napkin with a disgusted expression and wiped the place where she sat back and forth.Then, he took the seat where Lu Qingzhou had sat, nestled his huge body into the sofa, assumed a comfortable posture, and kept changing channels with the remote control in his hand.

Lu Qingzhou carried water and walked into the kitchen barefoot.

"Playing a mistress is mostly beatings, pain? You deserve it."

Lu Qingzhou's hand trembled slightly, and the basin in his hand was almost unstable.He really knows everything, then, the beating she suffered today was arranged by him, why?Why did he do this?After doing it, I gently helped her apply it to her face.He simply wanted to see her joke, as he said, at least let him have some jokes about his boring life to laugh about.

Lu Qingzhou's tears dripped onto the back of his hand and slid into the water basin.Quietly.After walking out of the kitchen, her tears were dry, and she felt a little cold in thin clothes. Seeing Feng Ziyan sitting in the living room, she didn't dare to enter the room immediately.Standing under the crystal lamp in the living room for a while, I didn't know what to do.

"What are you doing in front of me? Go to sleep."

Feng Ziyan's words were like an amnesty order, Lu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief and hurried into the room.After taking a shower, she changed her pajamas and crawled to the other side of the bed to lie down, because she didn't know if Feng Ziyan would touch him and make him angry when she lay down later.Lu Qingzhou stared at the ceiling with her eyes open. The lights in the room were extremely dazzling. She stared at a light bulb, as if she was going to stare at it until it exploded.

Finally, she closed her eyes after feeling a little sore, and her mind was filled with white light.When she was a child, she didn't understand anything. For a while, Feng Ziyan treated her like a toy, teased her when she was happy, and occasionally bought some small things. No matter how he treats her, she likes to pester him.

However, in his memory, he never let others bully her.When I was in elementary school, some seniors saw her in high-end clothes and forced her to a corner to ask for money. Feng Ziyan caught her and threw her into the river and nearly drowned. For this reason, Feng Ziyan was hung by a rope and whipped by a rattan rod. His whole body was covered with welts, and no one dared to come forward to intercede.

When she was in junior high school, she was molested, and it was Feng Ziyan who beat the group of people lying on the ground for a long time. He found a gap and pulled her up and ran away without a trace. She fell in a panic, and he simply carried her back. He watched her run for two blocks before letting her down.

(End of this chapter)