Luxury Marriage: Rich Family's Love

"In fact, now, do you still want to go with him?" Ye Shengyan narrows his eyes dangerously and stares at her calm appearance. His anger is easily provoked, "Tang qianxia, as my wife, do you still want to leave with another man?"

The slender fingers gripped her jaw so hard that they could almost crush her bones.

Qianxia blinked without saying anything, as if all these things had nothing to do with herself, and her attitude was extremely indifferent, "from the moment you bound me around you, I didn't want to leave all the time. I didn't go before because I didn't have the ability. I want to go now because I want to get rid of everything with you forever. "

"Do you think it's possible?"

Night Saint Yan approached her with a cruel and cruel smile, and his fierce eyes showed a strange cold light of anger.

Qianxia smiled, "I was pushed by you on the edge of the abyss of pain and wanted to escape. Shouldn't I?"

"So you can blame me for all this? Can you explain why you knocked out the child? " Ye Shengyan didn't know how to describe his mood. It seemed that his heart was so late when she was in pain every moment.

"I can't explain. You hate me and I hate you!"

Hate?

What a heavy word, she said so lightly.

Ye Shengyan was suddenly silent. While his eyes were cold, his heart was sinking.

Perhaps this marriage is doomed to continue the torture and fetters between each other. There is no solution and no rescue. The two people who have been forced to a dead end can only endure this pain and hurt each other sharply.

But thousands of... My original intention is not so.

For this marriage, I have expectations that you don't know. It's just a word of hate. How to explain it.

"Tang qianxia, don't try to escape. I won't make you too painful." Finally, ye Shengyan compromised and released his hand, no longer looked at her, took back his eyes and turned around.

Looking at his distant back, qianxia's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

She was wrong. From the beginning, she should not expect his tenderness to be a bit sincere. This man is as cruel and ruthless as she first knew, just like a devil. She was played in his hands, lost her body, lost her heart, and finally lost everything.

Whether it's a game or a bet, she's really tired and doesn't have the heart to bear it anymore.

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At night, Nuo Da's villa seemed deserted and lifeless.

At dinner time, like strangers, the two people adjacent to the table did not look at each other from beginning to end. It seemed that they had opened a distance, but in fact, they still couldn't be separated.

All wordless actions were carried out in an atmosphere of silence.

Aunt Fang tidied up the hygiene of the living room. Suddenly she heard some voices in the porch. It seemed that a figure flashed past. She stepped forward and gently opened the door.

"You... Miss Zixuan?"

Aunt Fang's exclamation had not yet fallen, and Tang Zixuan, dressed in a thin sick suit, rushed in embarrassed. Under the messy hair, his thin face was particularly haggard, and his pale face was almost integrated with the gauze on his neck.

Slightly dull eyes turned to the restaurant and saw a pair of Bi people sitting there. Their hatred suddenly came from their heart.

"Tang qianxia!!!!!"

She scolded and roared qianxia's name, and hurried forward with unstable steps.

"Sister..."