Mr.Fan, please Leave me alone

Meng Jiaying was proud to see Lu Yiyao's cold eyes. She drank the chicken soup sister-in-law Cheng gave her and planned how to drive the woman out next time.

Fan Shaochen's attitude towards Lu Yiyao made Meng Jiaying feel a sense of crisis. Lu Yiyao didn't know that Meng Jiaying heard her brother Shaochen tell sister-in-law Cheng to often cook some nutritious soup that is good for women's health. The family doctor at one side also reminded her what herbs to stew together.

The family doctor comes to see who the soup is made for!

She refused to accept. Lu Yiyao was a poor daughter, just like a mouse in the sewer. Why can fan Shaochen treat him differently? Mingming brother Shaochen has been disappointed by her indifference. Why did he just leave the hospital and go to find that bitch!

Fan Shaochen saw that Meng Jiaying had finished drinking, but Lu Yiyao didn't touch it. There were so many small tempers in a meal. Fan Shaochen was a little impatient. He had warned Lu Yiyao twice. This time, his voice was cold and said, "do you drink or not? I have more ways to let you drink!"

Lu Yiyao looked at the greasy chicken soup. She looked at fan Shaochen's eyes and didn't frown in front of him. She drank up the small bowl of chicken soup in one breath, suppressed a strong sense of nausea, took a napkin and wiped her mouth; "All right!"

Fan Shaochen glanced at her indifferently, didn't make a sound, and got up to leave the table.

However, as soon as he got up, Lu Yiyao, who was still sitting, suddenly stood up on the table, covered his mouth and ran into the bathroom with a pair of Xiumei.

Fan Shaochen was slightly stunned. After a while, he heard the uncomfortable sound of vomiting in the bathroom. He tightened his eyebrows and walked briskly towards the bathroom. He saw Lu Yiyao squatting in front of the toilet and spitting out all the things he had just eaten.

He didn't have time to get angry, hazed his face, patted her on the back, saw her spit tears in the corners of her eyes, and said angrily: "Lu Yiyao, who are you taking revenge on? Are you a pig? Do you think I'll love you like this? Oh! Think too much!"

Lu Yiyao spit, pushed fan Shaochen away, held the wall to the sink and gargled with cold water. She was very uncomfortable. Looking at herself in the mirror, she smiled: "Revenge? Who can I revenge? In your eyes, I'm just a little ant that can be crushed to death. I said I can't eat! You forced me to eat, didn't I do what you want? What's your temper now?"

Fan Shaochen used to pinch her chin, and her cold eyes glowed with cold light. "Why can't you eat? Eating at the same table with me makes you unable to eat?"

"Yes!" Lu Yiyao said unknowingly, "when I see you, I think of my critically ill father and my broken home. How do you want me to eat! Even if I eat it, I will vomit all!"

Fan Shaochen punched her on the wall behind her. "That's just right. You'll feel bad and toss yourself to death. When you die, the Lu family will be dead. Your father will be more miserable. He will arrange doctors for him to treat him and make him live a long life, suffering day and night. Oh!"

Lu Yiyao was just angry for a moment, but she didn't expect fan Shaochen to think so. She thought he was cruel to her father, but it was different to her. Didn't he protect her when he was in danger?

She couldn't understand, clenched her fist and said, "fan Shaochen, you're disgusting!"

"Try again!" fan Shaochen was hit angrily. He reached out and grabbed her neck, but he didn't exert much force. Seeing her tearful eyes and rolling throat, he disdained to say: "what's the taste of being disgusted? How, do you need me to review it for you?"

Lu Yiyao looked frightened and was pulled out of the bathroom before he could refute.

Meng Jiaying, standing outside the bathroom, quickly put away the snickering on her face and took two steps forward with concern: "brother Shaochen, don't do this to sister Yiyao. She's just losing her temper. It may also be that she's not feeling well."

Fan Shaochen is in a bad mood now, so he gives her a "go away.".

Meng Jiaying's body was stiff and slender. Danfeng's eyes were full of injuries. She grew up in the palm of her hand. The wind and water went smoothly. All the frustrations were given by fan Shaochen!

He let her go, he said let her go!

She won't!

Meng Jiaying stubbornly refused to drop the tears in her eyes. She ran forward and said, "brother Shaochen, calm down. If you have anything, let's talk to Lu Yiyao."

Fan Shaochen doesn't pay attention to her at all. He feels Lu Yiyao's struggle. His anger is stronger in his eyes and his steps are more urgent!

Meng Jiaying followed them to the second floor and closed the door before following up the bedroom. She patted the door and felt very bad. If brother Shaochen wants to teach Lu Yiyao a lesson, why lock the door?

She attached her ears to the door and heard Lu Yiyao's broken curse, but soon calmed down. For a moment, there was a blushing gasp. Meng Jiaying kicked the door with an iron face.

No one paid attention to her. She angrily went back to her room and deliberately threw the things in the room all over the floor. The lamp vases all hit the ground. Anyway, she can't afford to pay!

Cheap. Woman, Lu Yiyao, that cheap. Woman!

She won't let her go!

No!

Dare to rob her brother Shaochen, unforgivable!

The sound of destruction made by Meng Jiaying could not affect the war next door. Lu Yiyao has no strength to struggle and can't open the mountain of fan Shaochen. She allows the other party to occupy her rudely, ruthlessly and directly without a trace of tenderness, which makes her physically and mentally painful! She closed her eyes and a string of cold tears flowed from the corners of her eyes and disappeared into the pillow. No one saw it.

The next day, when she woke up, it was more than 9 a.m. fan Shaochen was not in the room. She didn't have to look. The mottled marks on her body made her eyes cold. Her body was like being run over by a large truck. It was painful to move.

Lu Yiyao endured all the pain, wrapped in a quilt and walked barefoot into the bathroom to wash. The cold water made her shiver. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't cry! After her lips turned white, she came out of the bathroom and opened the wardrobe. There were a row of famous brand clothes with a complete variety, from long skirts to short skirts to casual suits. I don't know how much fan Shaochen loved her.

She casually took a casual suit to wear. Fan Shaochen won't let her go out now. She knows. Just wear it. Anyway, the grade of these casual clothes is not invisible.

Lu Yiyao was wearing a white sweater with a hat on her upper body and a pair of thigh colored shorts on her lower body. Because she was upset, her soft long hair was tied into a ball head. Her plain face without powder and Dai was full of sadness, and the playfulness of her dress style could not be shown on her.

Lu Yiyao thought as she went downstairs. She didn't know how her father was. She went to the hospital every day in the past ten days, but her father and fan Shaochen didn't want to see her.

She looked at the steps under her feet. At the moment of stepping down, the sole slipped inexplicably, making her fall forward!

"Ah!"

Lu Yiyao closed her eyes and screamed out in fear. The next second, her head knocked heavily on the steps. Her eyes darkened and she lost consciousness in severe pain.