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Chapter 133 Save yourself some strength and scold later

The sky is not beautiful tonight, the bright moon is blocked by a group of dark clouds, and it is pitch black, so you can only see the five fingers with your hands out.

I don't know when, the branches were swayed violently by the strong wind, making a terrifying whistling sound.

Shen Manman was quite afraid of this kind of weather. She reached out and closed the window, but the wind was so strong that she didn't close it for the first time.

She stretched out her hands to grab the window and leaned half of her body out.

Suddenly, a deafening sound reached her ears. Shen Manman was so frightened that she immediately turned around to look. The uninvited man had already arrived behind her.

The long arm went around her body and she could close the window easily.

Shen Manman's heart jumped into her throat and she forgot to blink, "Mo Shaocheng..."

"Miss me?"

The tall figure stood in front of her, with a strange smile on his lips, "I miss you, Manman."

Shen Manman's first reaction was to run. When he saw her running toward the door, Mo Shaocheng didn't chase her at all, and just looked at her like a running rabbit.

But the moment she pushed it open, there was a row of people standing outside the door, and it was impossible for her to escape.

Shen Manman turned around suddenly, Mo Shaocheng's smile was filled with gloom, "Where else do you want to escape? Do you really think you can escape when you go abroad? I won't be able to find you? Manman, are you? Are you underestimating my strength?"

She escaped for two days and two nights, thinking she was finally free.

It turned out that it was really just a dream.

It was she who underestimated Mo Shaocheng, and she had to bear the consequences herself, "Take me back?"

"You are Mrs. Mo, and you live with me. Isn't it natural? The word "grab" is not accurate. You should use "please". Please, please, please come home."

Shen Manman also gave up. Now that we have reached this point, "Mo Shaocheng, divorce me. I don't want to live with you anymore, and I can't convince myself to be with you. You will have your own happiness, please let it go." Me, how about you treat me as dead?"

"But if you are not alive and well, how could I treat you as dead?"

The smile disappeared little by little, replaced by a solemn chill, the wind and snow of the twelfth lunar month blew on my face, maybe this was the feeling.

Shen Manman stood there, clenching her fists and shaking with anger.

Mo Shaocheng saw it and looked at her.

No one was willing to give in, and no one was willing to give in. Mo Shaocheng casually touched a cigarette, pressed the lighter, and with a "swipe", a cluster of flames slowly rose.

The cigarette was lit, and the smell of tobacco filled the air. Mo Shaocheng took a deep breath, and the smoke became thicker, blocking his sight.

After a moment, heavy footsteps approached step by step until they stopped in front of her, condescendingly saying, "Manman, are you challenging my bottom line?"

His hand fell on her face, which was tainted with a strong smell of tobacco. His fingers continued to increase their strength, and the fair little face was pinched until it turned red.

Shen Manman frowned, and the next second, she tied her hands on his arms and begged, "Mo Shaocheng, I haven't asked you for anything after three years of marriage. I just beg you this time, please let me go. Please Can you please let me go?"

Tears streaked down her cheeks, leaving behind traces of tears. She looked weak, so crying like this made people feel even more distressed.

Shen Manman raised her head and her voice was hoarse, "Mo Shaocheng, as long as you can let me go, I can kneel down and beg you, as long as you can let me go."

I don’t ask for anything, I just want to be able to leave him.

Shen Manman cried with tears on her face, but Mo Shaocheng remained indifferent.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel her arms sliding down and her body falling. At that moment, Mo Shaocheng's chest seemed to be filled with gunpowder, and it only needed a little flame to explode.

Just when her knees were about to touch the ground, strong hands grabbed her arms and lifted her up. Her scarlet eyes were bloodshot and her face was livid with anger.

"In order to leave me, you didn't even give up your dignity, right?" Mo Shaocheng yelled, "If that's the case, then there's no need for me to feel sorry for you and there's no need to take your feelings into consideration, right?"

As he spoke, he threw her on the bed.

She struggled to get up, but Mo Shaocheng stepped down and held down her arms and knees. Shen Manman didn't even have a chance to struggle.

"If you don't cherish yourself, don't expect others to cherish you."

Pulling off her thin clothes, Shen Manman stared in shock, "Mo Shaocheng, you are shameless."

"Save some energy and scold me later."

Mo Shaocheng's head was feeling dizzy after not sleeping for two days. As for whether he was interested now, the answer was no.

But he just wanted to punish her properly and let her know the consequences of irritating him.

The sound of the belt buckle in the room was so clear that tears welled up in Shen Manman's eyes, and fear spread throughout her body, "No, Mo Shaocheng, no..."

"What's not allowed? I can't touch you, right?" Mo Shaocheng gritted his teeth and sneered, "Don't worry, you are my wife, and of course I will not ignore your life. So, let's find another way."

Slender fingers traced her lips, her eyes were cold and cold.

Shen Manman was in disbelief. She was about to speak to stop him, but it was too late. All her words were blocked and only tears flowed down silently.

At first, he just wanted punishment, but Mo Shaocheng gradually fell into despair. He wiped away the tears on her face until the end.

Shen Manman was like a broken doll. The moment he left, she rushed to the bathroom and vomited crazily, as if her stomach was about to vomit.

After a long time, she came out.

There was no blood on her pale face. She looked at the well-dressed Mo Shaocheng who had already tidied himself up, and her eyes were full of hatred.

Mo Shaocheng felt suffocated, but there was nothing he could do.

Hate it as much as you want, as long as you can keep her.

"Come here, Manman."

Shen Manman was indifferent and stood motionless. He could see the hunger and boredom in her heart, and Mo Shaocheng didn't force her. If she didn't come, he would just go.

Mo Shaocheng walked up to her step by step and took her hand, but Shen Manman dodged it.

Cold eyes stared at him, eerie and terrifying, "Mo Shaocheng, there is something you may not know. I thought I would never take the initiative to tell you in my life, but I regretted it. I want to tell you now."

Holding her head high, as proud as a peacock, Shen Manman took another half step forward, "You always thought that I agreed to marry you because I was treating my father, and I didn't hesitate to be Zeqian's stepmother. But you What I don’t know is that with my achievements at that time, I didn’t need to take any money from you at all, and I could still raise money for my father’s medical expenses. Then guess, why should I marry you?”

She sneered, without any warmth in her eyes, "That's because I love you. I fell in love with you from the first moment you appeared in my world, but you are Jiang Lige's boyfriend, so I can only stay away from you. Look, when one day I know that you are going to find a woman to take care of Zeqian as a mother, then I will stop desperate to get this opportunity."


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