"No... Lu Yuchen, it's not like that..."
Tang Xinluo shook her head desperately. She and Yue Ze were really not what he thought.
"That's not the case. Then tell me, why were you hugging him? Why did you frequently go in and out of his villa?"
He held her slender wrist tightly, just wanting an answer.
Because of the excessive force, the slender knuckles almost turned white.
He knew she was afraid of pain, but his heart hurt even more.
If he didn't use so much force, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold it back.
I couldn't help but grab her fragile neck...
"Lu Yuchen, I... I can explain..."
Tears rolled down like pearls that had broken off the string.
She wanted to explain, she really wanted to explain.
She just went to cook noodles for Yue Ze, and at first, she just treated it as a job.
Later, sympathy was mixed in, because she happened to be an important "antidote" to Yue Ze's heart disease.
She and Yue Ze had never had that kind of relationship.
As long as Lu Yuchen is willing to give her some time, she can explain it to him slowly.
"Explain?" Lu Yuchen raised his lips, the smile at the corner of his lips revealing disappointment and coldness.
"Tang Xinluo, I gave you a chance."
It’s not that he didn’t trust her. What did she say when he asked her last time
She assured at the time that, except for the time when she wore the scarf, she had never been touched by Yue Ze.
But what is the reality
As long as she thought of her petite body being kneaded in another man's arms...
The last bit of rationality left in Lu Yuchen's heart was completely devoured by jealousy.
He suddenly reached out and pulled Tang Xinluo, who was kneeling on the ground, in front of him.
The driver had tactfully raised the soundproofing panel between the front and back seats when the two started arguing.
…
At the end, when Tang Xinluo was carried out of the car by Lu Yuchen.
The whole carriage was filled with the scent of ambiguous love.
After the two left, Aunt Zhang received an order from Lu Yuchen and came to clean up the mess in the trunk herself.
Women’s outer clothes, torn skirts, stockings and underwear…
Even though Zhang Ma had been mentally prepared, she couldn't help but blush at this moment.
Thinking of the young mistress who had just been wrapped in the young master's coat and seemed to have fallen asleep, Aunt Zhang always felt uneasy and had an indescribable worry.
Sure enough, by the evening, Zhang Ma's worries became a reality.
Ever since the young master came back at noon and brought the young mistress into the bedroom.
Until now, several hours have passed, and the two have not come out of the room.
Aunt Zhang had already learned from the driver that the couple had had an argument on the way back.
But these days, no matter what disputes the two had, as long as the young lady showed a little jealousy, the young master would immediately give in.
She thought it would be the same this time.
But looking at the current situation, something seems to be wrong.
Aunt Zhang was standing outside the bedroom door, wondering whether she should call the Madam.
The bedroom door suddenly opened at this moment.
Lu Yuchen, with a solemn and gloomy look on his face, walked out of the room.
“Young Master…” Aunt Zhang approached eagerly, but paused when she saw the coldness on the man’s face.
It has been many years since I have seen a young master who exudes the signal of "keep away from strangers" from the inside out.
Aunt Zhang rubbed her hands nervously, not knowing whether she should remind the young master that it was already eight o'clock in the evening and pregnant women cannot stand hunger.
Just as Zhang Ma was hesitating, a man's low and cold voice sounded.
"Send some food to the young lady. These days..."
He wanted to lock her in the bedroom.
But in the end, I still couldn't bear to treat her like that.
“… Keep an eye on her and don’t let her leave the villa.”
The scope of the activity expanded to the entire villa, and this was his last act of mercy.
After Lu Yuchen finished speaking, he left the villa with a cold face.
*
When Tang Xinluo woke up, Aunt Zhang was walking into the bedroom with a tray of food.
"Madam, you're awake... I was just afraid of waking you up..." Aunt Zhang put down the dinner plate and wanted to come over to help her up.
As a result, as soon as he got closer, he found that Tang Xinluo's neck and heart were covered with tiny purple and red marks.
The old face turned red in an instant.
Oh my, why are these two young couple so passionate
It's just that this young master, tomorrow is the day when the young lady has a prenatal check-up, why can't he exercise restraint?
Tang Xinluo didn't know what Zhang Ma was thinking. Seeing a flash of embarrassment on her face, she also felt quite embarrassed.
She endured the pain in her body, reached out and pulled up the quilt to cover her heart.
Only then did my dizzy head become a little clearer.
Before I passed out, those broken memories flooded into my mind.
Thinking of Lu Yuchen's brutality and bloodthirstiness, Tang Xinluo couldn't help but touch the corner of his lips.
"Hiss..."
It hurts so much.
"Madam, are you okay..." Aunt Zhang could tell from Tang Xinluo's slightly slow movements that she was not feeling well.
Oh my god, what is going on? Why did the young master make the young mistress suffer like this
She was worried.
He personally helped Tang Xinluo up, helped her put on her clothes, and served her something to eat.
Tang Xinluo looked disgusted and had no appetite.
He just ate a little and said he wanted to sleep.
Aunt Zhang had no choice but to help her lie down.
I stayed by her side and waited until she fell asleep before going out to notify the family doctor.
After thinking about it, I felt that it was not possible.
How could I not inform my wife about such a big thing? (To be continued)