"But I'm sorry for you, this is what Chengzhou is."

Seeing Meng Nier complaining like this, Zhang Yalin's tentative gaze fell on her, "But... what do you want to do if Ji Rou and Cheng Zhou never divorced?"

"wait."

Without any hesitation, Meng Ni'er spoke, but her eyes gradually became sharper, "But I believe that what you said may not appear soon... it should be very soon."

She seemed to have something in her words, but Zhang Yalin couldn't understand it thoroughly for a while.

"What?"

"No...no."

Unconsciously, she told the little girl in her heart, and Meng Nier smiled embarrassedly. At the same time, she held Zhang Yalin's hand intimately, "I want to say that I have a few very beautiful bags recently, all of which were specially given by the sponsor. I think I will give them to my aunt tomorrow."

Although Zhang Yalin is over fifty years old, she still pursues beauty very much.

"I'm so troubled."

Although she was kind-hearted, she was actually already happy. Before marrying Yi Lianhua, she had never seen such a good thing. Although she had a good life after marriage,...

Yi Lianhua died early, but she left her alone.

The old man at home didn't like her. To put it, she didn't have much spare money, and she just maintained her appearance of gorgeousness. In fact, she was almost out of food and food.

Meng Nier successfully captured her with her vanity. "If aunt doesn't accept it, then I'm embarrassed. I'll ask you to help you in the future."

really.

She wants to break into the Yi family, and Zhang Yalin is the best stepping stone.

...

"It's been half an hour." Opening his squinting eyes, Yi Chengzhou's tone was as cold as ever, making people unable to hear the emotions. He licked his dry lips, but Ji Rou's movements did not stop. "The doctor said that more massage is good."

It's good, at least he can stand up tentatively now.

"Um."

After responding lightly, Yi Chengzhou didn't say much, but just tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingers, looking down at Ji Rou who was squatting on the ground and arduously massaged.

The sun shines on his feet and Ji Rou's body.

"Yi Shao."

After a while of silence, Ji Rou spoke first, "Miss Meng has been here for five days in a row, and the food she cooks every day is different, you..."

Speaking of this, she wanted to speak but stopped. Logically, she shouldn't care about the eldest young master's personal problems, let alone ask. She just saw a big model wandering in the kitchen every day, and she felt...indescribable.

"You feel sorry?"

Understanding what she wanted to say next, Yi Chengzhou sneered and said, "When I asked you to drive her out earlier, you pretended to be hypocritical and said that this was the woman's guest. Why? I can't stand it anymore?"

"I dare not."

Always keeping in mind her identity and the old man's words, Ji Rou's waist bent down a little, looking more respectful, although her waist was sore that she wanted to lie on the ground and relax.

"She suffers it."

Seeing her so gentle, Yi Chengzhou glanced at her with a slight threatening look, without any pity in his eyes, but just turned sideways and changed his posture, which would make him sit more comfortable.

"This kind of woman who only betrays at critical moments deserves punishment."

Ji Rou didn't answer the conversation, but just relaxed the force on her hands and pulled the corners of her mouth before speaking, "Young Master Yi, do you... still like her?"

She shouldn't have asked...but she couldn't help but have a confusing relationship between the two.

"no."

"Since you still like it, why don't you accept her? Miss Meng comes to cook for you every day, but in fact..."

"Bang!"

Just as Ji Rou was halfway through the words, Yi Chengzhou's slap was already swept over, and a very obvious palm print suddenly appeared on her originally fair face, and a hot feeling also came.

Perhaps because the man was too strong, Ji Rou was not prepared and was already sitting on the ground.

"Shut up!"

Above his head, Yi Chengzhou spoke with anger. He rarely did this... Most of the time, he was expressionless, and only when he was angry, would he do this.

"yes."

After responding, Ji Rou gritted her teeth, and did not care about the "shaming" on her face. She struggled to get up from the ground, but she didn't expect... "Bang!" Another slap in the face, and the force in Yi Chengzhou's hand became stronger and stronger.

"I said, shut up!"

He doesn't want to listen! He doesn't want to listen to this woman say any more! Even if it's a submissive word, he doesn't want to listen! Does this disgusting woman really treat herself as his wife?!

This is not the first time for Ji Rou to have such a blow and shame.

Understanding Yi Chengzhou's temper, this time when she stood up, she did not say a word, but simply knelt on the ground and carefully massaged his legs.

The coldness of the floor swept through her calves along her knees, making her almost unconscious.

I don't know how long it took.

Ji Rou felt that her body seemed to be numb, and Yi Chengzhou's voice came from above her head, "Get up." The massage time had been too long.

He just wanted to punish this woman who was speechless.

He stood up with his eyebrows down and his eyes were straightened. Ji Rou could no longer stand his legs and could only lean half against the wall to barely maintain balance. "Go downstairs and take the food up."

Still without any emotional orders, Ji Rou nodded and turned around and went out.

Inside the door, Yi Chengzhou narrowed his eyes.

...

The moment the door was closed, tears fell unscrupulously. Aggrievance, tolerance and fear were all released at this time. Ji Rou gritted her teeth and refused to make any sound.

It's just a trembling shoulder, but it has already explained everything.

Indeed, she did not dare to resist any words from Yi Chengzhou, and she could only beat and scold him, and followed him hard and served him with all his heart and strength. She was afraid...

I was afraid that the eldest young master would be dissatisfied with her and she would be sent back to that dark place again.

Wiped a handful of tears.

Ji Rou rubbed her numb knees. In this hot summer, her hands were terrible cold, just like... a person who had been dead for a long time had become cold. What's the difference between her?

In the kitchen, Meng Ni'er was still busy, and Ji Rou could smell it. The smell of double-skin milk in the pot.
Chapter completed!