Although the slap fell on Xiaoxuan's face, there was someone who felt the pain more than her...
That is Han Yi'er...
Every time a slap is struck, there will be torture and ravage deep in the heart.
At first, I couldn't figure out Yun Aotian's intention. If he hated himself, why would he let Xiaoxuan be beaten? On the other hand, wouldn't he be better able to relieve his hatred?
Wrong, dead wrong!
He underestimated Yun Aotian's hatred and overestimated his own heart. Beating Xiaoxuan was a hundred times more painful than being beaten, just like Xiaoxuan was fired because of him.
It wasn't until this moment that I realized that psychological pain is the real torture...
How deep is his hatred? Is it just because of the previous misunderstanding that he is covered in scars and tramples on his heart ruthlessly? But why did the real mutation happen after meeting Uncle Yun?
Xiaoxuan's sour tears went deep into Han Yi'er's broken palm. The tears were salty, which just proved the saying of "sprinkling salt on the wound". The guilt in her heart could not be expressed. Facing Xiaoxuan's red and swollen cheeks, Lihua's tearful little
Her face looked so cold and indifferent...
"Newcomer, why are you so crazy? Haven't Xiaoxuan been hurt badly enough by you? You also beat her???" The maids couldn't turn their heads and just blindly saw Han Yi'er's cruelty on the surface.
Blame her, hate her.
And this feeling is exactly what she wants...
Hate, complain, so that no one will be hurt. It is best for the entire Yun family to regard themselves as villains. This may not only relieve themselves of infinite guilt, but also protect others...
"Nonsense! The young master thinks she is pitiful and wants to fire me and keep her. I won't cry like her. I can only keep chasing the young master's car and leave me. You didn't see the injuries on my body? I'm not allowed to take it.
Can she relieve her anger?" Han Yi'er's unruly and selfish look was simply disgusting, and all the maids' eyes were full of disgust.
This is the first time in my life that I have hit someone, and the first time that I have said something that goes against my conscience. But looking at the maids’ reactions, I am not pretending in vain...
Secretly peeking at Xiaoxuan, I sincerely said "I'm sorry" to her from the deepest part of my heart.
The maids understood what Han Yi'er meant. It seemed that Xiaoxuan didn't need to be fired a long time ago. He had to be beaten by Han Yi'er for no reason. Xiaoxuan was really pitiful.
The maids comforted Xiaoxuan with concern and no one paid any attention to Han Yi'er, but she was the most pitiful...
The people at the door of the villa gradually dispersed, and Han Yi'er used her peripheral vision to glance at Yun Aotian, who was planning all this in the distance.
His eyes seemed to be asking him if he was satisfied with this "game"?
Forgetting the pain in her knees, Han Yi'er walked quickly towards Yun Aotian's car. Her expression at the moment was a thousand times colder than Yun Aotian's...