Not only did he stimulate her physically, he even insulted her verbally.
"Has he played here? Is it here? Or here?"
His words were full of humiliation, and his tone sounded like she was just a woman who was useless.
He leaned down, bit her shoulder, and stared playfully at this stunning little face so close at hand.
The way she bit her cherry lips reminded him of Peipei in a daze. She had always had a strong temper. At first, the Beichen family and the Bai family were unanimously optimistic about his marriage to her, but because of her threat of a three-day hunger strike, the Bai family finally had to
Give up, they cherish their daughter more than interests.
That day, she was lying on the hospital bed and said weakly to him, Beichen Xiao, forgive me for not being able to love you.
He still remembered the twinkling tears in his eyes and the suppressed sadness.
The soft heart was stabbed violently, and it was convulsed into a ball.
His teeth left the skin as white as snow, and he was about to get up in a panic. He couldn't hurt her, he couldn't, she was Peipei, his Peipei.
Just when Beichen Xiao was losing his mind, Wen Tong, who had been exhausted by his torture, got the strength from nowhere, raised his hand, and slapped that handsome face.
She was not very strong, but she put all her strength into this slap, so it was loud and clear when it hit Beichen Xiao's face.
Her palms stung slightly, but she still endured the sudden anger in his eyes unyieldingly.
Anyway, she has been tortured to death by him, so she is not afraid that he will really kill her.
She has always been humble in front of him, not knowing how to resist or flatter, because when she thinks that Xiao Le's life is in his hands, she can endure everything.
But today, not only did he not believe her, but he also humiliated her and ridiculed her. No matter how humble his self-esteem was, he had to raise his head forcefully, even if he had to withstand even greater rainstorms and strong winds.
He was beaten so hard that his head tilted to one side, and his soft hair was covered with slight sweat caused by strenuous exercise. His tightly pursed thin lips, tense lower jaw, and slowly tightening fists all showed that he was
fury.
He gritted his teeth and suddenly laughed.
Very good. It was enough for him, Beichen Xiao, to be beaten by his biological father, but he had to be taught a lesson by a woman. Do they really think that he could just slap him with such a face?
He will write down everything one by one, and one day, he will repay it ten times.
"Wen Tong, I will definitely shave you alive today."
Chen Ma's hand was about to knock on the door, but when she heard the screams coming from inside, she shrank back.
She couldn't help but shake her head and sigh. The second young master's character when he was a child was not like this. However, after staying in the big dye vat of power and desire for a long time, some people remained unchanged and continued to wander until they finally fell to the bottom of the vat and found no trace.
However, some people are forced to reveal their latent cruelty and bloody nature, and constantly strive to improve, and finally stand out. People who want to stand at the top will not be able to stay stable for long without a ruthless heart.
He now plays an important role in the Beichen family, but she still misses the child who would come to get her a band-aid when she pricked her hand.
When Bei Chenxiao went downstairs to have dinner, he looked gloomy as if someone had killed his whole family.
The servants all stayed away for fear of getting into trouble.
He was wearing a white T-shirt and black cotton pants, dressed casually at home.
There was an evening newspaper on the dining table, and he picked it up and read it.
When the food was ready, he put down the newspaper and began to eat leisurely.
Mother Chen stood aside and saw some scratches on his arms, some of them serious, with bright red blood oozing out.
She asked worriedly: "Second Young Master, do you need a bandage?"
"No need." Beichen Xiao responded lightly.
Mother Chen looked upstairs meaningfully, and saw that Wen Tong did not come down to eat. She sighed secretly in her heart, wondering what she had been through. The girl was still so young, and she looked really pitiful.