"How is it? Mrs. Leng, are you satisfied?" Leng Muchen's voice came from behind.
Qin Yaying turned to look at him, with a look of caution and uneasiness, "Mr. Leng, what do you want?"
"What do you think I want? Huh?" He reached out and lifted her chin so that she could not dodge.
"I can go back to the entertainment club, and I can continue washing dishes." Qin Yaying said to him.
"No! You don't have to go back. Your sweetheart spent a lot of money to save you from there and let you continue to be Mrs. Leng. Don't you want to let him down?" Leng Muchen looked at him.
Her face changed slightly and her eyes became deep, "So from today on, you will live here properly." After he finished speaking, he let go, turned around and walked into his master bedroom at the other end.
Qin Yaying walked into the room and looked at the light purple bed sheets and duvet covers, the beige gauze curtains, the pure white wardrobe, and the same color dressing table. She couldn't believe what she saw in front of her. These were not what she should have.
Throughout the afternoon, Qin Yaying sat on the leisure chair on the balcony, looking at the scenery in front of her eyes, with green grass lined with colorful flowers.
"Miss Qin, it's time to have dinner." Sister-in-law He knocked on the door, then walked to her and said to her.
Qin Yaying looked at the afterglow on the horizon, then smiled and said, "I know, I'll go down right away."
In the restaurant, Leng Muchen was already sitting at the main seat, flipping through a newspaper, "Mr. Leng."
"What are you doing standing there? Do you need me to ask you to sit down?" He put down the newspaper in his hand and spoke coldly to him.
Qin Yaying was sitting at the dining table, and the atmosphere in the room was so stiff that she couldn't breathe.
"You'd better adapt to a life like this." Leng Muchen ate alone, while Qin Yaying didn't even dare to take a breath.
After dinner, Leng Muchen sat in the living room and watched the financial news. It was rare for him to be at home like this, so Qin Yaying didn't even dare to go to the living room.
"Miss Qin, I'll just take care of the kitchen. You go and accompany your husband." Sister-in-law He handed her a plate of fruit, "This is my husband's favorite fruit. You can send it over."
She was creating an opportunity for the two of them. If the husband could bring her back and arrange for her to live in a room on the second floor, he must have changed his mind.
"Mr. Leng." Qin Yaying put down the fruit plate. She was not used to this kind of life. She wanted to ask him, but she was afraid of angering him.
"Call your sweetheart and let him know that you are doing well now." Leng Muchen took the wireless phone beside him and handed it to her.
"No need, I don't want to disturb his happiness." Qin Yaying has decided not to disturb Yi Feng, and she has decided not to let herself become the third party between them.
Leng Muchen glanced at her coldly and said, "Very good, I will keep this idea from now on, live here peacefully and fulfill your obligations as a wife."
A wife's obligation? Qin Yaying looked at him with wide eyes.
She couldn't escape. On his big bed, his body was covering hers. He was wild, rough, without any tenderness, and only cared about his own venting.
For her, doing such a thing was painful, helpless, and forced.
He said that he didn't like people around him when sleeping, so she could only drag her extremely sore body back to her own bedroom.
It turns out that living in such a luxurious room means she has to pay the price with her body.
For a week, she could not close her eyes at night, and she could not sleep for a while until it got light.
Yi Feng sat in the office, a little uneasy. It had been so long. He went to the entertainment club and saw that Yingying was no longer there. She said she was taken away by Leng Muchen.
He didn't believe Leng Muchen, Yingying would suffer a lot of grievances, but he was willing to bet on such a big project of the company.
As soon as Yu Qingmo walked into the office, she saw that Yi Feng was in a daze again. Was he thinking about that woman again? Did that woman fall in love with another man and then left without saying goodbye? Or did the woman's conscience realize that she couldn't
No more being a third party.
"Feng." Yu Qingmo walked up to him and called his name before he came back to his senses.
"You're here." Yi Feng smiled at her. He had been neglecting her a lot recently, and his heart and mind were filled with Yingying's figure.
"I brought you the tonic soup. You have been working overtime these days. Why are you working so hard? My parents wish you could spend more time with me." Yu Qingmo pulled him to sit on the sofa and served it herself.
The soup was served in front of him.
"Okay, I'll go home early today." Yi Feng said to her while drinking the soup.
Yingying is the love that he can't let go of, and Yu Qingmo is the responsibility that he can't let go of easily.
Qin Yaying helped clean up the villa. She was afraid that she would not be able to go back to school, but she still had a little hope.
In the afternoon, she was sitting alone in the living room, holding a book in her hand, feeling a little dizzy. Suddenly, a cell phone rang, waking her up.
Looking at the unfamiliar numbers above, not many people know her number. Who could it be?
"Miss Qin, why don't you answer the phone? Is it your husband who called you?" Seeing that she didn't answer the phone, Mrs. He was afraid that her husband would be angry if she didn't answer the call.
My husband must have been busy and hasn't come back for several days.
Qin Yaying gently swiped her fingers and answered the phone, "Hello."
"It's me." A familiar female voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Sister?" Qin Yaying picked up her phone and returned to her room on the second floor.
"So you, a cheap girl, still remember me!" Qin Yalin's voice was sharp and sarcastic, "I thought you had forgotten me after you climbed up to Master Leng!"
"Sister, why did you say that? Where are you now?" Qin Yaying didn't care at all about Qin Yalin's ridicule. Maybe she has been used to it since she was a child.
She is a proud princess, but she is just Cinderella who is nothing.
"Don't worry about where I am, I need money." Qin Yalin has always been a wealthy lady who has clothes to put out her hands and food to open her mouth. She goes to bars, nightclubs, and hangs out with different men every night. Now that the money has been spent, how can she think about it?
Call her and ask for money? She doesn't have any money either.
"Sister, I have no money." All Qin Yaying's savings were spent on tuition fees, so she was sold to Leng Muchen by Qin Changchun. She couldn't even go to school, let alone work to make money.
"Will you have no money? Aren't you Mrs. Leng? Dad said that you live in a luxurious villa, and you are escorted in and out by luxury cars. Will you have no money? Do you look down on me, a sister who is not related by blood, and that's why you are unwilling to give me money?"
Since Qin Yalin can get her mobile phone number, she knows everything about her.
"Sister, it's not what you think." Qin Yaying doesn't even have the right to go out, so she won't be what they imagined.
She would rather be free than live in this luxurious cage imprisoning her.