Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

Some people are happy, others are sad.

Zhuang Yichen turned and walked towards Xin man, "Xiao man, water."

Xiaoya saw a whole row of skin care products on her dresser. She thought the glass of the toner must be very thick. She wanted to use the bottle as a stick and knock the damn woman xinman to death. If she didn't break the bottle, she would insert the glass debris into her body.

One step and two steps. Xiaoya didn't even go out to the dresser. When Zhuang Yichen was three steps away from Xin man, the sound of broken glass being broken by sharp tools sounded out of thin air.

"Xiaoman, be careful!"

The sound of soft body hitting the ground.

Xiaoya was surprised. When she turned away, the water cup had fallen to the ground and scattered a large pool of water stains.

And Zhuang Yichen has rushed on Xin man.

The bullet has hit the inner wall.

Ya sleep on

"Xiaoya, get down!" Zhuang Yichen roared.

Xiaoya smiled bitterly. Finally, she was out of strength and held on to the glass window. She wanted to laugh, but her voice was so bitter that she said, "Zhuang Yichen, where did you put me. I am your wife! "

The body slid down slowly, and the gunfire didn't ring again. What she hated was not that he didn't save himself again and again, but that he saved Xin man again and again, and regardless of the danger of his life.

Xin man was already hurt. At this time, Zhuang Yichen pushed her to the ground and pressed her. The wound bled again.

But in a moment, the whole villa was boiling again.

Xiaoya is a decent wife, but no servant pays attention to her. After pulling the curtains, they all start to work on the injured Xin man. Zhuang Yichen picks up Xin man and enters the study. This side is facing the backyard. It is impossible to hide a gun.

Xiaoya smashed the study regardless of the doctor's need to stop bleeding for xinman.

She rushed in and smashed the hemostatic forceps, sutures, scissors and gauze in those trays. She overturned the hung infusion stand on the ground. She had short hair and wouldn't mess, but at this time she knew she must be as messy as a ghost.

"Sir, madam!" The doctor was embarrassed. Xinman was bleeding on the sofa, but Xiaoya looked so scary that she smashed everything she saw! Just cry, don't make a sound, don't scold.

Although the servant looked down on Xiaoya, after all, now she is the head of the family. Xiaoya looks like an abandoned woman, but no one dares to stop her.

Zhuang Yichen frowned deeply. He looked at a room of people and took a breath. His eyes were suddenly as sharp as a knife. He shouted to Xiaoya, "Qiu Xiaoyao! Get out! "

"I don't!" Xiao Ya shouted out, shaking everyone. Her voice was too loud, but pathetic.

"Why should I go out! You! " Xiaoya turned her back to xinman, but pointed to her and circled the servant, "throw this woman out of the house!"

Xiaoya felt her heart was broken. How could she suffer such a cruel man!

Although she never did anything for him, she didn't do anything sorry for him.

How could he do this to her? She only married him for a month, a month.

She has only been a bride for a month, just like an abandoned woman.

What kind of capital does he have to torture her like this?

He has some capital in his hand, but she loves him!

"Zhuang Yichen! What the hell do you want! I'm your wife! Xin man, she is Zhuang Yifeng's woman. Don't you have a mania for cleanliness? Why did you promise to marry me when you care so much about her! Have you ever cared about me? Have you ever liked me? Zhuang Yichen, I love you, and I don't ask you to love me. Have you ever liked me? A little... "Xiaoya never thought she was a Phoenix, but at this time, she thought that when the Phoenix wept blood, she must be like her. Her heart was bleeding, which made her throat sweet. She felt that her tears were sticky and full of blood.

She really wanted to ask him. She asked him clearly in front of all the servants here. She always liked it.

"Qiu, Qiu Xiao, sister." Xin man seemed to endure great pain, "Yichen... Married you just to make... Zhuang Yifeng pay attention to you, just to... Protect me."

Xiaoya didn't look back, but she trembled more. She looked at Zhuang Yichen. She wanted to look into his eyes, but she couldn't see it. She saw that the fist on his side was holding all the time. She could see that his joints were blue and white.

She smiled sadly, "is what this woman said true?"

"..." Zhuang Yichen frowned and breathed“ You go downstairs. "

"I ask you, isn't it!"

"Get down!"

"Isn't it!"

Xin man was angry that if the hairspring's voice broke in again and broke the hysterical shouts of the two people, "Yichen said, after this... Time has passed, Zhuang Yifeng's matter has been solved, he will divorce you and marry me..."

Xiaoya didn't want to cover her mouth, but she covered it. She felt that she was a strong Qiu Xiaoya and couldn't cry like this. In front of Haicheng people, she has always been a strong Qiu Xiaoya, a cold and noble Qiu Xiaoya, a straight backed Qiu Xiaoya, and a Qiu Xiaoya who is not afraid of gossip. She is Qiu Xiaoya who can enjoy it safely even if she relies on a man.

Crying belongs to the weak. Crying looks like a complaining woman. At that time, she scolded Ye Er. Tears are worthless.

But she couldn't help crying. Now, in front of so many people, servants laughed at her, doctors despised her, and so many people despised her. She still had to cry desperately. It wasn't enough. Her cry came out. She stretched out her hand to cover it, trying to block all those voices into her mouth, swallow them, swallow them into her stomach, lungs and cells, As long as those voices don't come out.

But she couldn't stop it. She didn't cry like this when she was in the swamp. These two practitioners used her, Zhuang Yichen!

How dare he lie to her!

"Zhuang... Yi... Chen!" She shouted his name vaguely, "want to divorce me... And marry that woman?" Xiao Ya's voice choked in her throat. It took a long time to make a sullen trill, "don't think!"

"Zhuang Yichen! You're not a fucking thing! " Xiaoya felt her mind was collapsing. Her uncontrollable tears burst the bank. She was wearing slippers and was not a bit shorter than Zhuang Yichen. At this time, her chest was even weaker.

She stretched out her hand to cover her chest and wanted to grasp the threads in her chest to pull, but she couldn't grasp them. She would only break all the threads, "Zhuang Yichen, you lied to me! I Qiu Xiaoya did something sorry for you. You have to lie to me! "

Zhuang Yichen slowly put away those fierce breath. His eyes became colder and colder. Finally, he raised his arms and made his posture look very lazy. "Qiu xiaodemon, what have you done to me? Do you think I don't know?"