The past is like smoke, replaying itself before my eyes scene by scene.
In the past, he would not force her like this, let alone subdue her with violence. At that time, as long as she flat-mouthed him, he would surrender.
When did he and her become so tit-for-tat?
The light of the morning sun slowly illuminates the indoor scenery.
The woman was dripping with sweat, her face was flushed, she was biting her lower lip, and her eyes were filled with tears of grievance.
I feel like a fallen leaf in the cold wind, unable to bear the blow and helpless.
She stopped struggling and just looked at him like this, silently accusing him of his ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness.
How could he be so callous and heartless?
Where was their love?
Didn't he miss it?
At this moment, the man succeeded. He pressed her delicate little chin and lifted it up, so that her face could face his arrogance and arrogance.
He looked at her carefully. This was the first time since they met that he looked at her so closely and seriously.
It was as if he wanted to find in her the shadow of the little girl who once doted on her.
After three years of absence, it is obvious that she is no longer a young girl.
She has grown into a mature figure, with a convex and concave figure, and her long hair is spread like a waterfall, adding to her charm.
He loved the smell of her body, the light and fresh perfume, not tacky nor strong.
Just like her, pure and charming.
Smelling this fresh and sweet fragrance, he was immediately intoxicated.
At this moment, he felt that the time and money spent on her were worth it.
He was delighted, and a faint smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.
However, this smile quickly faded away and was replaced by complex and terrifying eyes.
He looked at her and spoke harshly and ruthlessly: "Lin Qianqian, if I am shameless, if I am a bastard, what about you?"
Watching her face change between blue and white, his mood improved again.
If she no longer loves him, then let her hate him.
Either love it or hate it.
As long as she has him in her eyes.
He doesn't need her love, he just needs her person.
Does she hate him?
Why doesn't he hate her?
If we go to hell, let them go together.
Lin Qianqian, do you know?
In this life, don't even think about leaving me.
"You are just a woman who comes to your door and begs for mercy." He asked and answered himself, and then smiled with satisfaction, and the laughter contained full of sarcasm: "Miss Lin, you begged me to let Mrs. Lin go so insincerely,
It even made me so angry, how could I let Lin go and let Lin Guoqun go?"
Lin Guoqun, her father.
A man whose life is in the hands of the devil.
Lin Qianqian's whole body was trembling, and her beautiful eyes were round and full of hatred.
But she couldn't express this hatred, she could only choke it in her heart and let it drip with blood and drown her.
"What's wrong? You stopped talking? Where are your spiritual teeth?"
"……."
"If you don't say it, then I will do it."
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People are always afraid of growing up.
Because as I grow up, I still have a lot of troubles and helplessness.
We once lived a carefree, contented and arrogant life, and then as we grow up, we will understand many, many things, and there will be something more on our shoulders.
This is called responsibility.
For the Lin family and her father, Lin Qianqian gritted her teeth and bore this heavy responsibility.
I used to think that it would be so easy to build and own a home.
Later I realized it was not easy at all.
Sometimes you can even give up your dignity for the sake of this family.