Zhao Wanhua had already laid down to sleep, and Li Hongtao stayed to keep vigil. Li Jiaqi was about to be taken home by the driver. When she saw Li Yuanhang, she lost her composure and gave an arrogant "hum".
Li Yuanhang smiled, "Jia Qi, you like Chanel's bags, don't you? Go choose one yourself tomorrow, and my brother will buy it for you."
Li Jiaqi was stunned for a moment, with a slight blush on his pretty face, and whispered softly, "Why do you take the initiative to reconcile with me?! Aren't you angry with me?"
"Forget the past."
"Now, this is what you said! Don't settle old scores with me again!" Li Jiaqi curled his lips, then walked up to Li Yuanhang and shook his arm coquettishly, "Brother, can I buy two?
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Li Yuanhang frowned slightly, but Li Jiaqi let go of him with a smile and ran away, "I'm just teasing you!"
She turned around and entered the elevator and followed the driver home.
Li Hongtao shook his head and sighed, "This girl really has no rules at all!"
"Dad, the wedding is still young." Li Yuanhang said softly.
"You're not young now, and you've already found someone you like. She is very fond of Rong Yuchi." Li Hongtao said with a smile on his face. He was quite satisfied with his daughter's vision.
Li Yuanhang's pupils tightened.
"Yuanhang, you're not young anymore. It's time to think about life-long events. If you have a girl you like, bring her home to show us."
Li Yuanhang was silent, and that stubborn and beautiful face appeared in his mind. The corners of his mouth slowly raised, and he said softly but forcefully, "I know, Dad."
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You Tong stood at the door, holding the phone in her hand anxiously, staring at the last call in the call history, her breathing trembling. The light in the entrance was dim, and she saw her own shadow swaying, so uneasy.
After thinking and hesitating, she finally gritted her teeth and bravely dialed Rong Yuchi's number.
However, he didn't answer. It wasn't a voice call or a phone shutdown, but there was definitely no answer.
I felt increasingly uneasy.
She didn't do anything out of the ordinary, but she was uneasy and felt guilty for no reason. She even wanted to go downstairs immediately and take a taxi back to the apartment in Jinling Century, but it was too late.
As if she was afraid of something, she turned on all the lights in the room. Suddenly the room was bright and bright, and the TV was turned on. It didn't matter what channel it was, as long as there was sound, as long as the room stopped being so terrifyingly quiet.
After taking a deep breath, You Tong returned to the kitchen. The smell of red dates and glutinous rice porridge still seemed to linger in the air, and her heart suddenly felt tight, sour and warm.
Mom seemed to be a little different today, with tears in her eyes all the time. Although she didn't say anything thoughtful to her, everything was unspoken and she could feel it.
Maybe, this is the heart-to-heart connection between mother and daughter.
Silly, I laughed, and suddenly, all the grievances and sadness in my heart disappeared.
As long as mom is good, she will be fine.
You Tong stood in front of the sink, washing the pots that she had not had time to put away in the afternoon, and just about to dry the pot lids when a pair of large male hands suddenly and quietly wrapped around her slender waist from behind.
"Ah!" The sudden movement startled her, and the pot lid in her hand fell with a "snap". Her whole body was stiff and she wanted to struggle, but she suddenly smelled a familiar scent in her nose, which made her tense for a moment.
Slowly I relaxed, but in an instant I felt more flustered.
It's him, it's him who's back!
Without any warning, without any words, he just hugged her. She must have been too focused on her work just now, and the TV was on in the room, so she didn't hear his footsteps. However, how did he come in?
"Cooking porridge, huh?" His voice was a little cold, with strong sarcasm in his tone, "How virtuous!"
She froze and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he held her down from behind, "What else did you do, huh?"
His hand suddenly pressed hard and hurt her. She couldn't help but turned her head and asked, "You, why are you back?"
"Don't want to see me?" He whispered softly in her ear. It sounded extremely gentle, but it made a shiver run through her body.
"No, it's not." She replied quickly, but her tone and expression didn't seem to be sincere.
Of course, Rong Yuchi could tell at a glance that she was not speaking the same mind, and couldn't help but sneer, "You Tong, do you think that you can just walk away after becoming my woman?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Okay, let me ask you more clearly, where did you go today? Who did you meet?"
"I...went to the hospital and met my mother..."
"How dare you lie!"
"Ah!" she exclaimed, and before she could explain more, he pushed her to the ground.
He spoke while moving, and his low magnetic voice was full of danger, piercing her heart every word, "You should know that I have a mysophobia, and I don't like to use the same woman with other men.
Mine, understand?"
She gritted her teeth and didn't want to answer, because answering would mean she admitted her mistake, but she didn't do anything wrong, no!
A complex light with no visible emotions flashed through her cold black eyes. Her stubbornness and forbearance seemed to be accusing him of something wrong, but what was wrong with him?
When he heard her weak voice on the phone, he actually thought she was sad because her mother was hospitalized. He compressed his whole day's schedule and made a special trip back from thousands of miles away. After more than four hours of long-distance driving, he couldn't help but feel sad.
He didn't take a break, he just wanted to come back and see her, he just wanted to see her, but... what did he see?
No one can trample on Rong Yuchi's dignity like this, no one can, and she is no exception!
Since she did it, she will have to pay the price!
"You Tong, remember, the game between us has rules. If you break the rules, you will pay the price!"
He was cruel, punished her over and over again, and vented himself over and over again, until she finally begged for mercy weakly, "Please... no more..."
He turned a deaf ear and pressed harder and harder again and again, without caring about her feelings at all, like a devil.
The room was still brightly lit, but it seemed to be darker than hell. You Tong slumped there stiffly, with bright lights above his head, but boundless darkness in his heart.