dew marriage

Chapter 7 You have the face to say?
Her aggressiveness caused the anger in He Yankai's heart to ignite again, and her body was pressed, Mu Jiao was forced to lean back, without a support point to support her, and soon her upper body was lying on the table.

He Yankai approached her, stared at her eyebrows and said word by word: "Mu Jiao, you are a quick learner, how can I treat you with such strong words? En?"

He didn't use a heavy tone, his deep cello-like voice sounded slowly, just like the church bells in the ancient century, majestic and heavy.

Mu Jiao had difficulty breathing, and took a breath of relief: "Are you asking me?"

He Yankai raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a faint smile under his indifferent face, but that smile was covered with a layer of ice.

Mu Jiao took a deep breath: "Of course I hope you will kill me now! Give me a relief, and I, Mu Jiao, will die more happily!"

"Mu Jiao!" Enraged by her words, He Yankai put one hand on her neck, restrained her breathing, and looked at her coldly: "You think you dare?"

Mu Jiao coughed violently twice: "If you dare, then come."

She turned her head to see the pen on the table, and pulled the corner of her mouth: "Just use that pen and stab it into my neck."

Every day and every night, she, Mu Jiao, had had enough. For three years, the best years of her life, the years that should have been the most splendid in her life, were ruined in the hands of He Yankai because of a trumped-up crime.

He imprisoned her freedom, disintegrated her fantasies, and made her a veritable sinner, dross.

And he hugged left and right, today we have sex with Wen Qianqian, tomorrow there will be Linda kneeling between his legs, he smiled and watched Mu Jiao make a fool of himself, and made everyone laugh at Mu Jiao's forbearance behind his back Even silly.

But he didn't lose anything, why... just because of her...

Mu Jiao closed his eyes and emphasized again: "Kill me! Kill me!"

He Yankai knew what she was thinking, and also knew that she really wanted him to kill her. Maybe she was already ready to die, and she wanted to escape from all of this.

But, He Yankai didn't allow it!

He Yankai reached out to take the pen in his hand, threw it forward, and yelled, "You think I'll let you die so easily? Let me tell you, Mu Jiao, it's not that easy! I want to torture you, destroy you, I want you to live in pain forever!"

He dragged Mu Jiao up, she was like a ruined doll, her hair was messy and her eyes were red, she wanted to break free from him, but she was always held back tightly the moment she let go.

"Mu Jiao, who do you think is to blame for all this?"

Mu Jiao was stunned for a moment, who could be blamed... Memory was like a flood of beasts, rolling in and oppressing all her nerves.

Yes, who is she to blame!

Mu Jiao was discouraged in an instant, and suddenly supported the table with her hands, her cold eyes were lowered, she couldn't see her emotions clearly, she just said coolly: "Your mother told us to go back."

He Yankai took out a cigarette with one hand and lit it, frowned slightly and took a puff. The smell of tobacco spread into Mu Jiao's nose, she frowned, and suddenly became more conscious.

After all, rationality prevailed again, and he forced himself to stand up straight, smoothed his hair naturally, looked at He Yankai calmly, and raised his head proudly: "Can we go?"

He Yankai raised his brows slightly, and looked at her with dark and deep lake-like eyes that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. This is Mu Jiao, calm and calm.

"Go to the bathroom and wipe your face first." He Yankai took out a clean and tidy square towel from his pocket and threw it on her body: "Don't let mom see you like this."

Mu Jiao did not take the scarf, but glanced indifferently to see it fall to the ground, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, stepped on it, and went to the bathroom without looking back.

When will she take advantage of the benefits He Yankai gave!
He Yankai watched her leave stubbornly and arrogantly, irritability flashed in his eyes, he looked at the water-stained office, took a deep breath on his cigarette, stubbed out the cigarette end, and ordered in a cold voice: "Clean it up."

Assistant Hutt, who had been standing at the door, bowed his head: "Yes, President."

On the way to He's house, neither of them opened their mouths, except for the sound of the car starting, the whistle coming from the window, and even the breathing of the two of them was extremely light.

Xu Tezhu was careful when driving, there were two big Buddhas behind him, neither of them dared to offend, especially He Yankai, he could already feel the coolness on his back, it was really a bit penetrating.

He Zhai is located on the edge of the most famous Fanjiang River in Tan City. It occupies an exclusive area of ​​5000 square meters. Although it covers a large area, it is not high-profile. Open the solemn and heavy iron gate, and the car passes through the tree-lined road and stops in front of the main building. .

On the lawn, two Samoyed dogs raised by Cen Yun were playing with special staff, and Mu Jiao and He Yankai got off the car one after another.

The housekeeper, Uncle Wei, has already come out, bowed his head slightly and said politely: "Young Master, Young Mistress, Madam is waiting for you in the living room."

Mu Jiao raised her chin slightly, wearing a suit and trousers, she looked very capable and calm, at this moment she had calmed down her anger.

Uncle Wei opened the door for them in front, while Mu Jiao and He Yankai were behind.

"If you are pregnant, I will keep my promise and agree to your request for a divorce." He Yankai said casually beside her.

Maybe it's the coolness of the wind, it was very comfortable on Mu Jiao's face, she didn't say anything unpleasant, she just raised her eyes and glanced at him slightly: "Mr. He has always kept his promises, I look forward to it."

After Mu Jiao finished speaking, he stepped into the door first. He Yankai looked at her cold back and narrowed his eyes. She was eager to leave, but it was so easy.

Compared with other villas, the main building is much more majestic, and it is located in the very center of He's residence. Cen Yun lives here, which shows her status.

Passing through the porch, the two people came to the living room, the servant naturally took Mu Jiao's bag, Mu Jiao nodded slightly, and walked in neither humble nor overbearing.

Cen Yun was alone in the living room.

The TV is off, but soothing light music is playing. The tea on the coffee table is freshly brewed and still steaming. Cen Yun doesn't look at them. They are wearing elegant and luxurious clothes, and no wrinkles can be seen on their well-maintained faces. Picking up the teacup, he took a sip and put it down.

Mu Jiao lowered his eyes and called out: "Mom."

He Yankai did not speak, leaned on the sofa leisurely, poured himself a cup of tea, smelled the tea, Cen Yun raised his head and looked at He Yankai: "This is a new tea specially sent from Yunnan, if you like it, my name is Lao Wei Dress you up."

"it is good."

He Yankai has always been estranged from others, even his mother, she said a word coldly and preciously.

Mu Jiao stood there, but didn't move. Although she was the eldest mistress in the He family, she was never recognized by Cen Yun because of her low status.

Just like what Wen Qianqian said, it's just a child-bearing machine. After giving birth, who will know who?

"Mom, I asked Uncle Wei to go to the hospital to get the test results, I don't know..."

"Crack." Before Mu Jiao finished speaking, Cen Yun picked up the checklist at hand and threw it on her face, raised his head and looked at her coldly, his aura slowly dissipated, and approached Mu Jiao: "You still have the guts to say ? See for yourself!"

(End of this chapter)