NO149 Make it look like domestic violence is dead!
When Mi Xiaolan first entered the villa, she was shocked.
From the gleaming marble floors to the various furniture made of fur, crystal and rare cold-colored metals, the large and small furnishings inlaid with various precious stones and the strangely colored murals on the walls, they are all noble and fashionable, and every place is the most beautiful.
Every detail conveys the extraordinary and unique taste of the owner of this villa.
She really didn't expect that her son-in-law would be so rich.
I can't help but feel a little worried. I wonder if it will be a blessing or a curse if Mi Ruo marries such a man?
Just as she was thinking about it, there was the sound of a vehicle stalling outside the house, and it was evening. She thought maybe her daughter Mi Ruo and son-in-law Li Yan were back, so she asked Aunt Li to push her out. Sure enough, she saw Mi Ruo's angry figure at the door.
.
Her expression looked very unhappy, her face was slightly pale, and her small face looked even more haggard. Looking at Li Yan, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. It was not easy for her to make blind guesses. After all, it was normal for a young couple to have a fight just after they got married.
Common thing.
She thought of the subordinates Li Yan sent to take care of her. Ah Quan said that the boss photographed him to pick her up this time because he wanted to spend New Year's Day with Mi Ruo. Thinking of this, she couldn't suppress her excitement and shouted: "Mi Ruo
, are you back?"
Mi Ruo seemed to not know she would come, and was surprised and happy. Seeing that she was soaked all over, Mi Xiaolan couldn't help but worry... Mi Ruo came out of the bath, and met her mother Mi Xiaolan and Li Yanwei
Sit down at the dining table.
There were three pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the dining table. Aunt Li cooked several dishes and served them one by one in beautiful patterns.
The man's eyes swept across the dining table, and a cryptic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He pulled out a chair and sat down, clasping his hands together and staring at Mi Ruo with his wild eyes.
She turned around inadvertently and saw the sinister look in his eyes. Mi Ruo's heart suddenly sank and she felt uneasy.
He smiled and said: "If Mom is fine in the future, why not live here? Cardiovascular diseases require more care anyway. Instead of seeing a doctor, I will call a nurse from Li Yan Hospital to take care of her."
That’s it, Mom. In this case, Mi Ruo, you won’t have to run back and forth in the future, and there will always be someone at home to take care of you, so we don’t have to worry.”
After saying this, he looked at Mi Xiaolan, grinned and said, "Mom, what do you think?"
Mi Xiaolan still couldn't recover from the luxurious scenery in front of her. She suddenly heard Li Yan asking questions and was startled, "Oh, yes... yes, you two can just discuss this matter.
As long as you don't let me affect the relationship between you two, it'll be fine."
"No, Mom, you can rest assured about this."
Listening to Li Yan say "Mom" on the left and "Mom" on the right made Mi Ruo get goosebumps, but she couldn't say anything unpleasant in front of Mi Xiaolan. After all, she was willing to talk to her mother
Spending New Year's Day together in the hospital is always better than at home, even though Haike Yingzhou is not their home.
After a meal, I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles. Mi Xiaolan always ate less, and Mi Ruo had no appetite for food. Finally, when Li Yan finished eating, Mi Ruo breathed a sigh of relief.
Mi Ruo wanted to clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Li Yan, "Just leave it there, Aunt Li can wash it alone."
She nodded and sent her mother back to the guest room to rest.
Probably because she could see that the atmosphere at the table was a little cold after the meal, Mi Xiaolan asked worriedly: "Mi Ruo, is there nothing between you and Li Yan?"
"Mom, don't worry, we are fine."
"Really," Mi Xiaolan was still worried and asked, "Does he go home often? How does he treat you? If he bullies you, you have to tell your mother."
"Mom, what are you thinking about?" Mi Ruo coquettishly shook Mi Xiaolan's arms, "I usually live here alone, and he doesn't come back often. Even if we both want to
If we want to quarrel, we don’t even have time, so don’t overthink it, okay?”
Although she said this, she was the only one who could feel the pain in her heart.
After helping Mi Xiaolan go to bed, Mi Ruo went downstairs and found that there was only a weak lamp on in the huge living room, and Li Yan was sitting alone on the sofa, his back looking very cold.
She didn't say anything and walked directly to the kitchen.
She felt a little cold, maybe because she fell into the pool in the evening and caught a cold. Her nose was stuffy and her breathing was a little uncomfortable. She thought it might be better if she took a cold medicine, so she decided to find one.
Take cold medicine.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Li Yan ordered softly: "Stop."
There was an obvious pause in the footsteps, and he spoke again: "Come here."
After two or three seconds, the paused footsteps sounded again, but instead of approaching, the footsteps were heading towards the kitchen.
Li Yan immediately became angry, walked over in three steps at a time, grabbed the woman's slender arm and walked towards the sofa. Then, he pushed her down on the sofa and asked in a deep voice: "What are you doing today?"
What on earth is going to happen?!”
Mi Ruo's nose felt sore and she brushed his hand away.
However, he grabbed her and forced her to rest beside her head. His other hand held her slender waist. His palm rubbed her waistline and landed on her abdomen. His fingertips gently opened her waist.
The shirt then fell on her belly button.
She asked coldly, "You don't want to do it here, do you?"
After a slight pause, he reminded: "Aunt Li will pass by the living room at any time, and my mother is here, so it is not appropriate to do this."
As soon as she finished speaking, she clearly felt the man tightening his grip on her waist. Then she felt dizzy and fell to the sofa by him. Mi Ruo instinctively closed her eyes tightly, feeling that her internal organs were crushed by him.
Feeling paralyzed, I wanted to open my eyes, but a strong feeling of dizziness suddenly came over me, and my vision became a little blurry.
"Don't..." She grabbed his exploring hand, "Li Yan, I don't feel comfortable."
She was telling the truth, but it was a pity that the man didn't listen to her at all.
He wanted to tear open the skirt of her chest with both hands, but she was busy protecting it with her hands. Seeing that she refused to obey, Li Yan's temper became more and more intense. He grabbed one of her wrists and spread it to both sides.
The only thing missing was that it wasn't torn apart by her alive.
It had been a long time since he had treated her so rudely, which made her feel very sad. At that moment, tears fell from her closed eyes.
She could no longer tell whether it was her body or her heart that hurt.
Li Yan hated to see her cry the most. Her crying made him very angry, "Why are you crying? It makes me feel like I am violent at home and have died!"
I lost interest, so I simply let go of the restraint (harmony) in my hand.
Unexpectedly, when he let go of her hand, she fell down on the sofa like a slice of cheese. She only made a slight hum between her breaths, and there was no other struggle.
ps: I'm sorry, I've made everyone sad in the past few days. The male protagonist still doesn't understand love, and he doesn't know what he really thinks in his heart. It takes a process for him to understand this. Please wait patiently for the reversal later. Thank you in addition.
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