An Ruo clenched her phone, her face expressionless.
Tang Yuchen pulled the phone back and said calmly: "Yun Feiyang has been noticed by his parents. I didn't lie to you."
He was telling the truth, Yun Feiyang came to see An Ruo.
But all he had to do was call his parents and everything would be settled.
Yun Feixue still had a case against her, so they didn't dare to offend him. Even if Yun Feiyang's parents risked their lives, they wouldn't allow him to save her.
An Ruo looked at Tang Yuchen coldly. She wanted to scold him and fight him desperately, but in the end she did nothing and walked past him and returned to the bedroom.
Her cold attitude was like cold violence, making him feel tight and irritable in his chest.
The man stood coldly for a while, clenching his fists, and then restrained himself from going to her and hurting her.
The only hope of escaping from here has been shattered. It would be false if An Ruo was not sad.
Yun Mu is right, she shouldn't go to Yun Feiyang or trouble him. So she doesn't blame Yun Mu and will find a way to leave here on her own.
There was a false alarm today. Even if An Ruo was found, it didn't mean that Tang Yuchen would be happy.
He did not go out again and stayed in the study all day working.
During dinner, he didn't say a word, and every pore on his body exuded the dangerous aura of "Whoever messes with me will die."
The entire villa was in a state of low pressure because of his unhappiness.
The servants were very careful in everything they did, and no one dared to offend him.
But An Ruo was an exception. She ignored him and was not afraid of him.
In the evening, I took a shower and lay on the bed. I wrapped my quilt tightly and closed my eyes to sleep.
After a while, Tang Yuchen also came in and lay on the bed.
There was originally only one quilt on the bed, but An Ruo took another one today. She wrapped the quilt tightly around her body.
The meaning was obvious, she didn't want to share the same quilt with him.
The man pursed his lips and looked at her for a while, then suddenly pulled the quilt off her body with force, and then kept it on the ground, not allowing her to cover it.
An Ruo turned around and looked at him coldly, "Why are you so crazy!"
He kept his face solemnly and said nothing, stretched out his arms to hug her body, and pulled the quilt to cover the two of them.
An Ruo agreed to sleep in the same bed with him. It was enough to tolerate him, but now she didn't want to be close to him, and she hated such intimacy even more.
She struggled hard, and Tang Yuchen restrained her body with his hands and feet with such force that she couldn't breathe.
An Ruo was angry, and she tried her best to break his hand away, but his arm was like an iron arm, so hard and tight that she couldn't even think of breaking it open even if it was ten.
The man just held her tightly, said nothing, and allowed her to do whatever she wanted.
After a while, An Ruo felt tired and there was sweat on her forehead.
She was panting and unable to move, so she could only say helplessly: "Relax a little, I can't breathe, I'm going to faint."
Feeling her breathing, Tang Yuchen actually relaxed a little, but still held her tightly.
The desk lamp was not turned off, and the man next to her was very close to her. She could see his face if she turned her head slightly, but she didn't.
An Ruo stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, too many complicated emotions flashing in her dim eyes.
What does he mean by acting like this?
It's impossible between them. Even if he locked her up forever, she would never forgive him.
When he hurt her in the past, she could easily forgive him and give him a chance to correct himself.
But not anymore.
Because she could never forget the child's death and how pitiful his cold little body was.
