One week after the operation, Qin Yaying was discharged from the hospital and returned to the villa, with no expression on her pale face. Even though she was still alive, her heart was dead and she could never go back to the past.
Sister-in-law He helped her to the room on the second floor, "Sister-in-law He, help me clean up. I will live in the servant's room at the back." Qin Yaying just stood at the door of the room.
Leng Muchen stood aside without saying a word. Aunt He glanced at him and didn't hear his objection before going in to tidy up her clothes.
This week, Leng Muchen has been in the hospital, but the two of them have not spoken a word.
Qin Yaying took the initiative and asked to live in the servant's room. She made it clear that she was not interested in and disdainful of the title Mrs. Leng. Leng Muchen did not force her to live in the servant's room in another building.
He will let her go.
The conditions of the maid's room are incomparable to those of the main villa. The room is small and the heating is not as warm as the room she used to live in.
"Miss Qin, do you really want to live here?" Sister-in-law He asked her. Her body was not suitable for living in a servant's room.
Qin Yaying smiled and said, "Well, it's nice here. Don't call me Miss Qin from now on. Just call me Yingying." Anyway, she knows everything now, so she doesn't want those things that didn't belong to her in the first place.
Sister-in-law He nodded, "Okay, Yingying, then you can rest first!" Miss Qin is also a stubborn person, and she didn't know whether it was a blessing or a misfortune to meet Mr. Leng.
Qin Yaying sat in the small room, so that she would feel at ease. From now on, she would just be Qin Yaying.
Leng Muchen looked at Sister-in-law He who was standing in front of him, "If she wants to live in the maid's room, let her live in it. You take care of her daily life, but let her take care of the things here in the villa."
"Sir, Miss Qin's body still needs to rest." Sister-in-law He also softened a little when she saw Leng Muchen. She would be happy to see Miss Qin be with her husband, but now that something like this has happened to Miss Qin, I'm afraid
It will be difficult for her to have feelings for her husband anymore.
"We'll wait until she recovers." Leng Muchen then went upstairs.
Qin Yaying has been sitting in her room for three days. She has done nothing and has not even slept.
"Yingying, it's time to eat." Sister-in-law He came in with food. Even though Qin Yaying lived in the servant's room, she still ate the same meal as before.
Qin Yaying took a few bites and said, "I don't want to eat it, just take it away!"
"Yingying, you need to eat more. If you don't take good care of your body now, it will be you who will suffer in the future." Aunt He looked at her and drank a few mouthfuls of soup without taking a few mouthfuls.
"No, I want to go out today." Qin Yaying took a coat and was about to go out.
Of course, Leng Muchen did not restrict her movements, and the driver Lao Li would still drive them.
Sister-in-law He just accompanied her. Qin Yaying went to a baby shop and bought several sets of baby clothes. She didn't go anywhere else and came back.
That night, Qin Yaying borrowed a small shovel from the gardener, dug a hole next to the servant's room, buried all the new clothes she bought today in it, and erected a wooden tablet without a single word on it.
It was the only thing she could give her unborn child.
Sister-in-law He has been standing by and watching. She wanted to help but was refused.
Qin Yaying returned to the room, "Sister-in-law He, you should go and have a rest too! Don't stay with me all the time. I promised Mr. Leng that those things won't happen again."
She had buried her child and her heart. From then on, she was just like a zombie.
Leng Muchen went back to the villa more frequently than usual, but Qin Yaying was unwilling to meet him. When he was in the villa, she stayed in the servant's room or arranged flowers and plants in the garden.
Leng Muchen sat on the sofa in the living room and read the newspaper, "What is she doing?"
"Miss Qin is in the garden. She prepared all the lunch." Sister-in-law He knew that Qin Yaying didn't want to see Leng Muchen, so she left before he went downstairs.
"Yeah." Leng Muchen responded softly, and then walked towards the restaurant.
Qin Yaying looked at the dead flowers and plants in the garden that were covered with thick snow. She cut them off little by little. Her hands were already red from the cold. If the weather continued to be so cold, she would get frostbite on her hands.
Today is the weekend, she knows that Leng Muchen is at home, and she has something to say to him.
Leng Muchen was sitting in the study, typing on the keyboard with his long, clean fingers, looking very busy.
Qin Yaying made coffee herself and knocked on the door, "Can I come in? Mr. Leng."
Leng Muchen didn't even raise his head and hummed in a low voice.
"The coffee you asked for." Qin Yaying stood in front of the desk and put down the coffee.
"What's the matter?" If nothing happened, she probably didn't want to see him at all, let alone take the initiative to see him.
"I want to go back to school next semester." Qin Yaying wanted to ask for his opinion.
Leng Muchen raised his eyes and looked at her, "Well, you can go if you want, but there are some things I don't want to repeat again."
"I understand, don't worry." Qin Yaying nodded, "Then I won't disturb you."
She had just turned around when an iron arm suddenly grabbed her slender waist.
"Mr. Leng." There are some things that she can't escape.
"Come to my room tonight." Did he give her enough time? She could do whatever she wanted, and he never asked.
Although Qin Yaying was reluctant, she nodded, "I understand."
Leng Muchen let go of her and continued to sit in front of the desk without looking at her again.
On a winter night, with the cold wind blowing, Qin Yaying took a shower, put on her nightgown and walked to the door of his room. In the dim light, he stood tall and heroic in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cigarette between his fingers.
Swallowing clouds and puffing out mist.
Qin Yaying walked into his room and stood behind him. The room temperature was just right, neither cold nor hot. She took the initiative to take off her nightgown. Inside was a thin silk suspender nightgown. Her slender arms were wrapped around him.
waist, "I'm here, Mr. Leng."
Leng Muchen opened the window and popped the cigarette butt between his fingers out of the window, "You came on time."
He turned around and looked at the woman in front of him. She was much thinner than before. She didn't have much flesh in the first place, but now she only had bones left.
"I can only obey you, can't I?" Qin Yaying accepted her fate. Since she wanted to live, since she had to live so humblely, she had no choice but to accept her fate and had no choice.
Leng Muchen pinched her thin chin with his hand, "She's too thin, I'm so scared."
"You don't have to touch me if you're not satisfied." Qin Yaying still took the initiative to lean towards him, and the softness of her chest rubbed against his chest through her thin clothes.
Leng Muchen chuckled softly, "Do you think I asked you here just to take a look?" He picked her up and threw her to the big bed in the room.
Qin Yaying resisted the nausea in her stomach and faced him with a smile, "Then please hurry up!" She hoped that he would make a quick decision. Anyway, it was the same to her now.
"Can't you wait?" Leng Muchen's long fingers lightly swept across her exposed white skin, causing her to tremble.
"I like that you are still so sensitive." Leng Muchen tore off her pajamas and covered her with his solid body.
Qin Yaying bit her lip tightly, her previous initiative and charm disappeared in an instant. He came and went in her body wantonly, but she just moaned in pleasure, unable to refuse.