Dirty Games

In the morning, as soon as Jing Xiaomeng comes out of the entrance hall, she sees Lu Haoyang's car.

She felt a slight shock, but did not show any reaction. She turned her head, pretended not to see it, and went out.

Lu Haoyang pushes open the door and quickly catches up.

"Disobedient fool, go home."

"Go home? Where to go home? " She asked with a sneer.

The voice did not fall, he was a hit and hold up, directly thrown into the car.

She just wanted to cry. Master gaoleng is always so domineering. When she is swept out of the house, he is also overbearing when he takes her back.

It seems that I never know how to write the word gentle?

"Don't play with me. I didn't forgive you. I just took you in for the sake of being homeless and having to stay in a hotel." He snorted.

Although it is excusable, but if it is not for her own opinion, the child would not have been brutally killed.

Therefore, she is still unforgivable and has to make atonement.

Jing Xiaomeng was a little dizzy, "I moved from the hotel long ago. Where am I homeless?"

"This is my mother-in-law's house, not yours." Lu Haoyang said slowly.

"My mother's house is my home." She curled her lips.

"You've married me. You can be called home only when I'm there." He said, word by word, solemnly and forcefully.

"Didn't you say that I polluted your sight and didn't want to look at me any more?" Her hands on her legs clenched into fists.

"I changed my mind. It's too cheap for you to get out of here." He drew up one corner of his mouth and laughed darkly.

Only by punishing her severely can he release his hatred.

Jing Xiaomeng secretly looks at him from the eyelashes, and a chill spreads from his back.

She had an ominous premonition.

Young master Gao Leng may have prepared various instruments of torture at home to torture her to death.

"You have already punished me." She stammered.

"When?" He raised his eyebrows.

"When you were in Provence, you fooled around with your ex, gave me a green hat, and made me a big joke of the whole dragon city. Isn't that the best punishment?" She said with some bitterness.

Lu Haoyang glanced at her, knowing that he was referring to those messy photos, but he did not intend to explain. She thought as she liked.

"You asked for it."

"Yes, I can't be forgiven for my sins. You have a lot of them. If you let me go, don't block yourself, OK?" Her tone sounds like begging, but she is actually angry.

At the thought of those beautiful photos, she was like being kicked into the sea of lemon, head to toe, every cell and pore revealed the extreme sour.

A shadow floated over Lu Haoyang's beautiful face, and his eyebrows twisted into a horizontal line. "Do you remember that I said, you dare to move my child, and never want to have a good life?"

She excites the spirit of a shiver, "six six is not all explained to you?"

"That reason can only exonerate you from death, but you can't get away with it." He's like a judge, trying her crimes, with an iron face and a cold heart.

She shrank toward the door, terrified. She was like a fish on the chopping board, unable to struggle and could only be slaughtered.

Back at the lakeside villa, she looked around in panic with a pair of big eyes. She was relieved that she didn't see where the instruments of torture were hanging.

Aunt Zhang came out of the kitchen and brought chicken soup, which was specially stewed for her according to Lu Haoyang's instructions.

"Drink quickly, no drop left." He ordered.

She did not dare to speak more. Although she was full of resentment, she did not dare to act rashly because of his obscene authority, so as not to offend him and be abused.

She sat down and drank the soup.

Lu Haoyang went upstairs, shut into his study and came down at noon.

I didn't say a word to her or look at her.

She suddenly found that the punishment he was talking about was not abusing her, but cold violence. She regarded her as a transparent air, ignoring her, ignoring her and turning a blind eye.

There is still Chicken Soup for lunch.

Lu Haoyang ate himself, elegant and leisurely, but his eyes did not drift to her side.

He had imagined many scenes, punishing her to sleep in the yard, eating three meals, and punishing her to kneel down to the window one hundred times sooner or later But the thought that she was still in a baby, and her body needed to recover, she crossed it off.

It's still clear to be out of sight!

The silence in the dining room was terrible. The silence made her uncomfortable, as if the air was stagnant.

But she didn't dare to speak, and she just stole a glance at him from time to time.

For the first time, she found that cold violence is also quite terrible, especially for her people who are restless and like to chatter, which is a kind of torture.

When Lu Haoyang finished her meal and got up to leave, she finally couldn't help it. She asked carefully, "you don't have to ignore me all the time, do you?"Lu Haoyang didn't seem to hear her words. He walked out of the room and completely ignored her.

She was so depressed that she felt like a transparent person. If she was tortured by him for such a long time, she would definitely suffer from depression and commit suicide.

She bent over to the dining table, turning grief and indignation into appetite, continued to eat, to eat desperately.

……

For the next two days, she was in a transparent state, completely ignored by Lu Haoyang, and even at night she was alone in the empty room.

Lu Haoyang sleeps next door.

In the afternoon, Lu Haoyang went to the company. She received a call from her mother and asked her to go home.

Jing Peiyu's expression is somewhat gloomy, and his face still has the anger that hasn't subsided.

She ran into Murong Yanyan in the mall, and they had a quarrel.

"With Haoyang and good?" Jing Peiyu asked.

She sighed. "Mom, if two people don't fit in, do you want to be together?"

"If others are not suitable, they can divorce, but you can't. You have to live with Lu Haoyang." Jing Peiyu said firmly.

"Why?" She was puzzled.

Jing Peiyu sat down on the sofa. "So far, I'll tell you the truth. Murong Yanyan is our enemy. You can only get revenge if you firmly grasp Lu Haoyang."

She can see that the relationship between her daughter and Lu Haoyang is very unstable. Besides the reasons of Lu Haoyang and the two juniors, there are also her own reasons.

She is both passive and passive about marriage, and has no intention to manage it well.

She can't let her go on like this, or she will be killed by Xiao San sooner or later.

Hearing her words, Jing Xiaomeng was shocked. "I know that Xia Aoshuang was probably killed by her, but it has nothing to do with us."

"Not because of Xia Aoshuang, but because of your father. Your father was killed by Murong Yanyan." Jing Peiyu's eyes twinkled as he spoke, as if he were hiding something.

Jing Xiaomeng's eyes widened and her whole body ran over the convulsion of fright. "Mom, tell me quickly, what's going on here?"

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