But he didn't want to apologize, so he turned around and walked upstairs. When he reached the corner of the stairs, he turned around and shouted: "Come up!" He stomped upstairs.
Liu Ya'er stood for a while, calmed down, and slowly walked upstairs.
When she reached the door of the living room on the second floor, Liu Yaer stopped.
The second floor is very different from the first floor. It is very beautifully decorated, even more beautiful than Ling Aotian's mother's home.
Liu Ya'er looked at the rubber shoes on her feet and seemed to see the yellow mud on the soles, which she brought from her hometown.
There was mud everywhere in my hometown, and it was drizzling when I left. There must have been a lot on the soles of my shoes.
If this yellow mud fell on this white floor, it would be ugly.
Ling Aotian waited in the bedroom for a long time, but Liu Ya'er didn't come up. He walked out angrily, but saw Liu Ya'er in a daze at the door of the living room.
"Why don't you come in!" he shouted.
"I..." Liu Ya'er glanced at him timidly, trying to explain that her shoes were dirty.
"I told you to come in!"
Ling Aotian strode out, grabbed her shoulders, like an eagle nagging a chicken, dragged her into the bedroom, and then threw her away forcefully.
Liu Ya'er fell down for a while, until her body hit the wall before she could stand still.
Ling Aotian turned around and walked to the edge of the bed to sit down, looking at her coldly: "Listen to me and tell you what you have to do every day!"
"No need!" Liu Ya'er said, "Aunt Li told me!"
"I didn't mean that!" he interrupted her irritably.
Liu Ya'er didn't know what he was going to say, so she looked at him and waited for him to continue.
Ling Aotian glanced at her and felt even more irritable.
He has been irritable ever since he got married. Now that Aunt Li is gone and Liu Xiaoya can't even cook the bones, it makes him even more irritable.
The girlfriend he loved so much was not a virgin, and the wife who suddenly got married was so unbearable that he couldn't stand it. These two things happened to coincide with each other. Naturally, he was in a bad mood, and his psychology was almost...
A little morbid!
His morbid psychology needs to find an outlet. The only person in front of him now is Liu Ya'er, so this poor little woman is destined to become the punching bag for him to vent his anger!
After a while, he made up his mind and said: "I want you to remember one thing. No matter what you do, don't let me find fault. As long as you do something wrong, you will be punished!"
"Punishment? What punishment?"
Liu Ya'er looked at Ling Aotian in confusion, as if she had heard wrongly.
He looked at her with a cold look: "There are many kinds of punishments, such as kneeling down, doing work, being beaten... It depends on the size of the mistake you made!"
"You still...want to kneel as punishment?"
She really suspected that she heard wrongly.
Ling Aotian looked at her: "Did you not hear it, or did you not understand it? Don't you like me saying every sentence to you twice? Then I will make it more clear. As long as you make a mistake, you will be punished!
Do you hear it clearly now?"
"Oh." Liu Ya'er thought, he was just talking and wouldn't mean it.
Ling Aotian saw her indifference from her expression and understood what she was thinking. He said coldly: "If you think I am joking, then you can give it a try!"
"Oh." Her faint tone made Ling Aotian feel angry.
He felt that this little woman didn't seem to take his words to heart at all!
He really wanted to give her some color now.
Just because she didn't cook the ribs well, he could teach her a lesson.