The president's love for the little runaway wife

Chapter 100 Why Doesn't She Love You?
"Ziwei, you, didn't you say you love me...I hurt so much, can you tell him to stop, I hurt..." Even though Mo Rou knew that Zhao Ziwei's previous feelings for her were just acting, but at this moment, she just Can pretend not to know, pretend to be a weak person, hoping to get Zhao Ziwei's pity.

Zhao Ziwei smiled, then raised the cup in his hand and tilted it down.

"Ah..."

The wine dripped on Mo Rou's wound, irritating|stimulating the bloody scar, the pain intensified, Mo Rou screamed, his face turned as white as paper, his naked body trembled greatly, and his eyes overflowed. Tears, no longer pretending to be pitiful, but really crying out of pain.

"Ziwei, please... Please don't treat me like this... I won't dare to make you angry again, okay... Just forgive me this time, please..."

She kept begging for mercy, if her limbs hadn't been bound, she would have crawled at Zhao Ziwei's feet like a dog, begging him to let her go regardless of her dignity.

Zhao Ziwei leaned slightly, raised Mo Rou's chin with his long fingers, and said coldly: "I originally wanted to treat you well because you might be of some use value to me...but Mo Rou, you are too I don’t know what’s good or bad, when I gave you the face to pursue you, you kept taking Joe, I endured it, but you dared to let me dove on the day of the wedding, and made me laugh at all the guests... Mo Rou, you forced me Yes, if I don’t teach you a lesson, you won’t know who I am, but women are not allowed to climb on top of me to be my boss!”

"Ziwei, I was wrong... I was really wrong..."

Mo Rou's painful tears flowed down like rain, and she became a tearful person. The blood on the left chest flowed coquettishly, and flowed along the lines into between her legs.

When Mo Rou saw this scene, a look of joy flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly said: "Ziwei, let me go, let me satisfy you, I will be more obedient than before..."

"Sao|bad!" Zhao Ziwei spat, and hurriedly tore off the restraints on his body.

Mo Rou's mouth was blocked, she couldn't speak, the uncomfortable feeling of nausea made her cry even more, her wide-open eyes were empty and gray, she actually felt that she was going to die soon.

However, the pain in the chest continued...

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Palace house, master bedroom on the second floor

With Gong Che's warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms, his sword eyebrows stretched out in satisfaction, he lowered his head, and pressed a kiss on the forehead of the person in his arms, overflowing with tenderness, he really envied others.

"Ah Che, why did you come back so soon? Didn't you say you would stay there for at least seven days?"

Xu Nian hugged his waist tightly, raised his head from his chest, and asked.

He pulled his lips and said, "I only stayed in England for one day, and I left when she woke up."

Hearing this, she frowned fiercely and stared at him in disapproval.

"How could you do this? You mother and child haven't seen each other for several years. Why did you leave as soon as you passed? Is there any son like you?!" She is also a mother now, and she really can't bear it. Gong Che neglected his mother so lightly.

"The matter between me and her can't be explained clearly in a few words." Gong Che's words revealed a bit of obvious irritability.

Xu Nian followed up and said, "Then you explain it to me in thousands of words."

His reaction was to push her away, then turn around and lie down with his back to her.

She gritted her teeth, feeling hatred in her heart.

Habitually kicking him with her legs, she forgot that her leg was injured. As soon as she kicked her, her screams of pain resounded in every corner of the room.

"Xu Nian, you are such an adult, you can't get rid of your reckless temper!"

The more anxious Gong Che became, the more severe his tone became, but he gently lifted her injured leg and placed it on his own.

Tears flashed in Xu Nian's painful eyes, and he said bitterly: "If you hadn't been mad at me, how could I have forgotten that my leg was injured." At the end, she added: "It's all your fault."

"..." He really didn't even have the strength to sigh.

After a while, he asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

She bit her lip, looking pitiful: "It hurts."

"A hundred days of injury, you should pay attention these days. I'm not at home during the day, you let Aunt Kang take care of you, don't be afraid of trouble, you know?" non-stop.

Xu Nian nodded, "I know."

The two lay down again, and she used the corners of her eyes to shed tears, half coquettish and half threatening: "Tell me quickly, what happened to you and your mother before? If you don't tell me, I will cry..."

Gong Che frowned, he didn't want to think about the little things between him and that woman.

"Ah Che, did mom treat you badly...?" Xu Nian hugged his neck tightly, buried his head in his chest, and leaned on him, but his words couldn't hide his distress.

There must be a reason why he rejected his mother so much.

Gong Che's indifferent voice sounded, "No, she can't say whether she treats me well or not. The relationship between me and her is more like two strangers than a mother and child."

"Why? Mom only has you as a son. How could she not love you?"

"I don't know." Gong Che pulled his lips in self-mockery, and sneered silently: "In all the parent-teacher meetings when I was in elementary school, only my father attended. When my father passed away when I was nine years old, she came back from England when the funeral was held. I was sad and wanted to He took her hand, but she threw it away forcefully, Xu Nian, do you know that feeling, you try so hard to get close to someone, but that person treats you like a plague and avoids you."

Xu Nian felt distressed, and pressed her slender body closer to his body. There was no distance between the two of them, and they fit together perfectly.

"The mother at that time was really bad, how could she break the heart of a nine-year-old child, my Ache, did you really want to cry at that time?"

She could feel the faint trembling on his body. Is the current Gong Che sad for his nine-year-old self, or for his current self?Or, the heartbreak is always there.

"No, grandpa taught me since I was a child... the men of the Gong family bleed but not cry, I don't cry, and I didn't cry when my father passed away, let alone a woman I've never seen a few times before." Gong Che insisted, The sharpness of the words is not a harsh warning to himself, he paused for a few seconds, and continued: "Dad said, she loves me... I can't feel it, not a little bit, she is a selfish What is a mother's love? What is a mother, I don't know, I really don't understand..."

Xu Nian got up from his chest, looked at him with eyes full of tenderness and distress, and said word by word: "But your current status is not just a man from the Gong family." She stretched out her hand and held him cheek, whispered: "As my man, you can cry, anyway, only I know your fragility."

(End of this chapter)