Fang Shaoyun suddenly understood. It turned out that Ling Aotian's bedroom door was never closed. It was suddenly closed today. He was not used to it, so he felt something was wrong.
Fang Shaoyun walked over and opened his bedroom door. Habit is a terrible thing. He always felt uncomfortable with the door being closed.
As soon as he turned the doorknob, Ling Aotian spoke: "Shaoyun! What are you doing?"
"Nothing to do," Fang Shaoyun continued to open the door: "Let me see if there are any beautiful women hidden in your house!"
Just as the door was about to open, Ling Aotian suddenly came over, pulled the door tightly with a strong tug, then took out the key and locked the door!
Ling Aotian's movement was so sudden that Fang Shaoyun was confused: "Aotian, what are you doing?"
Ling Aotian looked back at him and said coldly: "This is my home. I don't want you to regard this as your own home!"
Fang Shaoyun couldn't laugh or cry: "Aotian, what's wrong with you? Haven't I always regarded your home as my own? You never said anything before, why are you suddenly so clear with me today?"
"The past was before, and now is now!" Ling Aotian still said coldly.
Seeing Ling Aotian's gloomy face, Fang Shaoyun rolled his eyes, clapped his hands, and suddenly realized: "Oh! I understand! You really have a beautiful woman hiding in this house, right?"
Ling Aotian didn't speak and only glanced at him, with an expression that said what he was talking about was nonsense and he was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Fang Shaoyun walked around the room and said, "Hey! Aotian! You haven't answered me the question I just asked you!"
"What's the problem?" Ling Aotian raised his head and said casually.
"I asked you if you beat Liu Ya'er until she couldn't get up? Is she still sleeping on the bed?" Fang Shaoyun said: "I have been asking for half an hour, and you haven't answered me yet."
"You don't know how to go see it yourself?" Ling Aotian said coldly.
"Then I really have to go take a look, Aotian. I find that you are becoming more and more cold-blooded. You have to beat people half to death! Liu Ya'er is such a wet woman, how can you do it!"
Fang Shaoyun concluded that Liu Xiaoya was beaten by Ling Aotian and couldn't get up from the bed, so he didn't come to open the door for him. He turned around and went downstairs, ran to Liu Xiaoya's room, knocked on the door, and shouted: "Liu Ya'er
, are you in there? Liu Ya'er, if you don't say anything, I will come in!"
While knocking, he opened the door and walked in.
The room was in a mess, Liu Xiaoya's clothes were scattered all over the floor, and they were all torn. He saw that there were also clothes he bought for her, as well as the small toys he bought for her, all of which were destroyed.
, threw it on the ground.
Fang Shaoyun understood that this must be Ling Aotian's masterpiece.
He shook his head and sighed, wondering why Ling Aotian had such hatred for Liu Xiaoya.
But there was no Liu Xiaoya on the bed.
Fang Shaoyun looked in the bathroom, kitchen, and laundry room again, but there was no sign of Liu Xiaoya. He was very surprised, where did she go? Did she escape again?
But he immediately shook his head. If Liu Xiaoya really escaped, would Ling Aotian be so nonchalant?
Walking upstairs, Fang Shaoyun looked at Ling Aotian's bedroom door. An idea flashed in his mind: "Aotian! Did you lock Liu Ya'er in your room?"
Ling Aotian looked at him: "Crazy!"
"Then why did you lock this room? If Liu Ya'er is not in this room, open it and let me see!"