After Those Years of Misery

Once, they also had a sweet touch on this sofa. But at this time, all the sweetness is gone, only hate. She hates him, and he hates her.

Tong Wenya no longer struggles, she really doesn't have the strength to struggle anymore.

She just looked at him coldly, bending her lips mockingly: "What's wrong, want to be strong again?"

"What do you mean?" Chun Yuchen narrowed his eyes and stared at her like a wolf.

"Whatever, what you can get anyway is a dead body without any reaction."

"Even the corpse, I want it too." After the words fell, the padded jacket on Tong Wenya was torn off by Chun Yuchen.

Soon, there was no more fabric on her.

The room was cold, and she couldn't help shivering.

"Scared?"

"What's the fear? I'm used to it. No matter how good you are, it's nothing more than that."

"Very well, I will let you know that you still have a lot of things you haven't tried." Chun Yuchen got up, pulled Tong Wenya up, and pulled her into the bathroom.

In front of the mirror, she couldn't avoid it, she couldn't avoid it, she could only belong to him again in humiliation.

At that moment, her hatred for him deepened, not knowing how many times.

"Who is your man, did you see it?" His voice resounded in her ears like a demon from hell.

"Chun Yuchen, I hate you!" She looked at the devil's face in the mirror and said every word.

"I don't care." Anyway, if you don't love me, then you hate me. I won't be as useless as Nangong Zhe and Song Chengsi, I will only look at you from a distance. You must be mine, body, and heart, all must be mine.

The intrepid occupation resulted in Tong Wenya fainting in the bathtub, Chun Yuchen frowned slightly, took her out of the bathtub, and dried her body with a towel.

Perhaps it was because he had vented, his anger at this time was reduced a lot.

He carried Tong Wenya back to the bedroom and put it on the bed, her eyes were in contact with her foot injury. The scripts were white and tender. At this time, it was really hurt that people couldn't bear to look straight.

He sat quietly, waiting for her to wake up, and also asked himself why things happened like this.

Before he came, He Wenbo was still chattering in his ear, women don't like to force, eldest master, don't do too much. Once the injury is caused, it cannot be compensated.

After a long time, Tong Wenya woke up, opened his eyes, and saw Chun Yuchen sitting by the bed.

During the days when she was looking for him, she really wanted to see him sitting next to her when she woke up and said to her: "I'm back."

How could she be so stupid at that time, he had forgotten, and she went to the door by herself. Tong Wenya, you won't die if you don't commit cheapness.

"As long as you say one thing, you will never associate with Song Chengsi, you will forget him completely. If you don't get entangled with Nangong Zhechun Yulang, I don't need to treat you like this." Chun Yuchen deliberately let his voice It doesn't sound like the slightest temperature, just to protect his powerful self-esteem.

"Unfortunately, love is not an alarm clock. Just press it to stop. Master Chunyu, I can't do your request. I can't do anything against my intentions. You don't need a cat crying a mouse here to fake mercy, think Torture me, continue. As long as I have a breath, I will never give in."

He shouldn't be soft-hearted!

Damn woman, she took the blame.

"Very well, very self-aware, and I know I'm teasing you. Come on, get up and serve me." Chun Yuchen reached out and took off the blanket from Tong Wenya and threw it on the ground.

Tong Wenya had enough energy to get up from the bed.

Yes, she took the blame. She knew that she had said a soft word just now and this torture would be avoided.

She don't want that, she won't succumb in front of him, and she won't give herself a chance to be moved by him again.

...

In the end, Chun Yuchen did not stay overnight. After Tong Wenya fainted exhaustedly, he left.

In the dining room the next day, Chun Yulang saw Tong Wenya's pale face, and Yu Xin couldn't bear it. After Chun Yuchen didn't go to the dining room for dinner, he had the opportunity to speak with Tong Wenya alone after the meal.

"I didn't rest? Is it because of the big brother?" Chun Yulang asked.

"What do you mean?" Tong Wenya was indifferent. In her heart, there were no good people in Chunyu's family.

"My grandfather knows about you and my elder brother, you have to be careful."

"Thank you, it seems that I have caused you Chunyu's family to do a crime in my previous life."

"I will find a way to let you go, I promise!"

"Do you promise to be useful? If your elder brother could listen to you, I wouldn't be here."

"I promise that there will be a way, trust me."

"I hope, anyway, if I leave, it will definitely benefit you Chunyu family."

Seeing Tong Wenya stubbornly leaving, Chun Yulang stared blankly for a long time.

If it doesn't work, let his father come forward. Chun Yulang knows that the only person who can save Tong Wenya from his grandfather is his father.

...

After dark, a man appeared in front of Minister Zheng of the Provincial Department. The man nodded respectfully when he saw the visitor, in fear.

"Do me something." The man said coldly.

"You order, I will do it."

"I heard that there has been a serious case recently, which is very dangerous. Arrange Tong Jianping to participate."

"Yes, yes, I will give the order tomorrow. But what do you mean..."

"Go and understand for yourself."

"Yes, yes!" Last night, when he was unable to get off the stage in public, Director Zheng was already worried. This time he has a backer and he can certainly start.

Anyway, Tong Jianping is also old, and it is not very useful to stay, so let him die honorably.

The cracking of the case was originally Tong Jianping's division of duties, even if it was a temporary replacement of the provincial department, he didn't feel anything wrong. Having said that, even if he knew this was a trap, he would jump down without hesitation. Anyway, he died and died in the service, better than the burden of being a daughter. He knew very well in his heart that Tong Wenya was worrying about his old man. For so many years, he has not had a good life at all, and he wants to be an underground wife.

Two days later, when Tong Jianping was arresting drug dealers, he was shot and killed.

Tong Wenya was sitting on the sofa watching TV boredly. When she heard Tong Jianping's name and saw the body covered with white cloth on the TV being carried into the police car by the police, Tong Wenya only felt a pain in her chest.

With a wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she plunged into the darkness.

"Grandpa! My grandpa! Aunt Xiaorou! What's wrong with my grandpa? Why is my grandpa lying there, is he dead? They say he is dead, and he will never see him again!" Little Corgi and Xiaorou are also watching TV , Crying anxiously.

Xiao Rou is also stupid. Her most beloved Chief Tong has escaped so many bullets and bullets, how can she say dead and die?

He is their hero. With him, everyone believes that there is justice in the world!

"Quick! Go to my mother with Auntie! Quick!" Xiaorou grabbed Corgi's hand and ran out of the room. The two security guards standing at the door stopped her and asked: "Where are you going, Miss Xiaorou ?"

"Get out of me!" Xiaorou burst into tears, her voice choked: "Don't give up, I will kill you!"

"Xiao Rou, what's the matter?" Chun Yulang walked over and asked softly: "Take me to see Tongtong, hurry up, her father is dead...uuu..."