"I'm telling you, so many women love me so much that they want to show me their hearts. What about you? You don't even have me in your heart, which makes me unhappy, very unhappy."

She was most afraid of seeing his sinister smile. It had been a long time since he had treated her like this.

For nearly a year, they lived together peacefully, occasionally quarreling, but she had a soft temper and rarely quarreled with him, so even if they did quarrel, they would not last too long.

Her lips were trembling.

Rong Jincheng was still looking straight at her.

She was forced to meet his gaze, her eyes filled with disappointment and confusion.

"Rong Jincheng, you drank too much."

"No, I'm very sober. Tell me, who do you like between Josnian and me? Tell me, baby."

Han Yurou's face was filled with pain. She hated this kind of threat and coercion. She no longer loved anyone in her heart and she couldn't afford to love him.

She also knew that she would never be treated well or held in the palm of her hand in this life, and everything she wanted in the past had become bubbles and phantoms.

"You're hesitating, baby, you're hesitating." Rong Jincheng grabbed her wrist, with a gloomy face, pushed her to the bed, and pressed her down hard, "What are you hesitating about? Is this question worth your hesitation?

?!"

"Don't touch me, Rong Jincheng, can I beg you? Don't touch me, I feel very uncomfortable..."

This man is drunk.

He is not restrained in bed matters, and once he is drunk, he will torture people to death.

How could she withstand his torture today? She had just returned from the hospital.

There were needle holes on the back of her hands from the infusion, but Rong Jincheng was so drunk that he didn't even notice. He even grabbed her hand.

"When you met Josnian today, your whole mood was not right. You were either uncomfortable or uncomfortable. You left the bidding meeting early and went shopping to buy new shoes. Do you think I can't understand your thoughts?"

"What can you see? You can't see anything!"

"Haha...Is it because I didn't stay with you properly? Is it because I didn't love you properly? Okay, then I'll be gentler later, okay?"

"Can I beg you? Don't do this, don't do this, I feel too uncomfortable."

"It's not impossible for me to let you go, but I'm so angry, what do you think I should do? Huh?"

"I'll help you."

Rong Jincheng stared at the woman beneath him and sneered, his eyes cold and indifferent.

Two years, this woman has been with him for two years.

Han Yurou supported him, struggled to get up from under him, and lowered her head.

Outside the window is the endless night, deep and far away, like a vast ocean, with no end in sight.

The wind picked up at night and was very strong. It blew the trees in Jinyuan and made a "squeaking" sound, as if it was about to rain.

After a long time, the night gradually became quiet, and no sound could be heard. In this endless darkness, only the lights on the roadside were always on, illuminating the entire house.

I don't know how long it took, but Rong Jincheng finally got tired.

He was so drunk that he didn't even take a shower. He lay motionless on the big bed.

Rong Jincheng was not alert when he was sleeping, and his sleeping face was very stable and calm.

Han Yurou was also tired. She went back to the bathroom and took a bath. She soaked herself in the bathtub and soaked in water with a confused look on her face.
Chapter completed!