"Yes..." Lin Qingyuan's voice weakened, and when she saw the painting in his hand, she quickly raised her voice, "But that was all in the past."
"Well, it happened in the past." Long Xuan raised his eyebrows, "Since it happened in the past, why do you keep it? See things and miss people."
Lin Qingyuan's eyes dimmed, "Don't talk nonsense, I don't."
"Really not? Then why are you so anxious?" Long Xuan suppressed his inner displeasure and asked coldly.
Lin Qingyuan was suppressed everywhere and felt very angry. She couldn't help but said loudly: "I just don't like others looking through my things."
"It seems that you still don't know your current identity, and you don't take me seriously." Long Xuan's voice seemed to burst out from between his teeth. He suddenly activated his inner strength, and the scroll of paintings was in his hand. Turned into powder.
"You..." Lin Qingyuan only frowned when she saw that he destroyed her painting, but she didn't feel very sad.
After all, it was indeed a matter of the past, and it was her mistake in the past.
Long Xuan saw that her eyes were in a trance, as if she was thinking about the past. He frowned and suddenly leaned down and pressed her against the table behind him.
"Are you sorry that the painting was destroyed?" He pressed against her lips, his voice was extremely dangerous.
Lin Qingyuan came to her senses and pushed his chest, "What nonsense are you talking about? Get out of the way!"
Long Xuan's dark eyes stared at her closely for a moment, then suddenly bit her cruelly.
Lin Qingyuan whimpered in pain, but before she could push him, he had already covered her up again, with strong punishment.
That night, Long Xuan became even more aggressive. As if to prove something, he turned a deaf ear to her begging for mercy.
Lin Qingyuan clung to his shoulder and cried miserably.
"Who am I?" the man asked fiercely.
"Husband, husband..." Lin Qingyuan's voice trembled and she couldn't form a sentence.
"Be good." The man's expression softened and he kissed her sweaty forehead, not forgetting to warn her, "Remember, except for your husband's portrait, you cannot hide other men's portraits. That is betrayal, do you understand?"
Lin Qingyuan trembled and wanted to refute his words, but thinking of his methods, she could only nod helplessly, "I understand."
Long Xuan's expression softened a little, and after a while, he finally let her go.
Lin Qingyuan had no strength anymore, so she kicked him and rolled to the inside wrapped in a quilt.
Long Xuan glanced at her, didn't care, got up and went to clean up.
But just as he stood up, he heard a slight noise outside the window.
He listened carefully and heard Bai He's low voice, "Mother Guo, please go back quickly."
"I understand, I have to go back and report to Madam. Madam can finally feel relieved." A woman said with joy.
Long Xuan was stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable.
The mother-in-law sent someone to listen to his confrontation with Qingyuan
However, when he thought about his wedding, he did not consummate the marriage with Qingyuan, and he vaguely understood his mother-in-law's move.
It seemed that his mother-in-law was worried about him and Qingyuan, so she sent someone to listen.
The corners of his mouth twitched and he looked at the sleeping woman inside. Thinking of how she screamed so miserably just now, would his mother-in-law think that he had bullied her
Thinking of this, he felt a little ashamed.
Long Xuan guessed correctly, Mrs. Lin was indeed worried about the two of them.
Although Bai He had told her before that the two had consummated their marriage, and Yuan'er had admitted it herself this morning, she was still a little uneasy.
After all, when her daughter got married, her son-in-law didn't touch her for a long time. In order to reassure her, her daughter might not join Bai He in deceiving her.
(End of chapter)