Author: Ling Leng Qiyi

It was already the evening of the next day when Yang Qingwei woke up. She was lying on Fu Tingjun's bed, not even a hair naked.

She looked at the bruises on her body and closed her eyes in despair.

In the end I still couldn't leave.

If she had known that the outcome would be like this, she should not have been obedient and treated properly. Now her body is getting better, but her life is not free.

Sister-in-law Wu came up every once in a while according to Fu Tingjun's instructions. Yang Qingwei had been sleeping before, but this time she was crying. Sister-in-law Wu took a tissue and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Your body is fine, don't get hurt again." Sister-in-law Wu squatted beside the bed and said to her.

Yang Qingwei felt aggrieved, but she also understood that it was her own fault that led to today's situation.

"Sister-in-law Wu, I'm so tired." Her voice was trembling and her breath was weak. Yang Qingwei was really scared.

"I want to escape." Yang Qingwei added, and Sister-in-law Wu immediately held her hand and told her not to think so wildly.

Yang Qingwei stopped talking, but her tears kept flowing.

"Sir, you have gone abroad. Please take a good rest during this period." Sister-in-law Wu comforted her, "Would you like to take a bath and let me drain the water for you?"

Yang Qingwei held Mrs. Wu's hand and said aggrievedly and longingly, "Let me go!"

This was too embarrassing, after all, it was not for her as a servant to decide on the couple's affairs.

Perhaps seeing Sister-in-law Wu's dilemma, Yang Qingwei's hands gradually relaxed.

"You go down, I want to sleep for a while." Yang Qingwei said vaguely, and Sister-in-law Wu sighed and retreated.

The room became quiet and the curtains were drawn. Yang Qingwei felt that the chandelier was glaring, so she touched the remote control and pressed it to turn it off.

Everything is quiet.

Yang Qingwei returned to her guest room. The warm water in the bathtub could not wash away the madness last night, nor could it wash away the despair in her heart.

You've obviously caught Hope by the hem of your clothes, why can't you escape?

Her body sank, and the water gradually covered her neck and chin until half of her face was submerged. The whole world became quiet except for the water that kept pouring into her mouth and nose.

With a splash, Yang Qingwei struggled to sit up from the water.

She was too cowardly and still couldn't give up completely.

Although they could not reach an agreement on the divorce, Yang Qingwei still got up and ate as usual after recuperating for a day and night. When she was preparing to go out, Mrs. Wu helped call the driver. Yang Qingwei thought that it seemed that he had not grounded her. In this case, she didn't have to.

To save face, continue to contact the agent to view houses, and even make a resume for yourself when you come back in the evening and search for recruitment information online.

Anyway, this is the case, so she is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.

Regarding her rebellion, Yang Qingwei didn't know if the servants at home told him, but at least no one stopped her, so she lived and ate at the Fu's house every day, and used the Fu's car to look at houses and apply for jobs. Unfortunately, both the house and the job were gone.

Not that easy to find.

After a week of tossing like this, Yang Qingwei was really tired and simply stayed at home playing with flowers and plants.

Because of her neglect, some flowers have dried up, and the crumbling dead leaves are very much like her heart.

She used to be sunny and bright, studying for exams and falling in love like many college students, but when she met Fu Tingjun, her sky was full of gloom from then on, and even her living life was about to be ruined.

"If I don't water you, are you going to dry up and die here?" Yang Qingwei looked at the flowers with stripes and her voice was bitter.

"Of course not!" A pleasant female voice came from behind. Yang Qingwei turned her head suddenly and saw Fu Misheng standing behind her with long hair disheveled and a floral skirt.

"Yayoi!"

"Sister-in-law, long time no see!"

Yang Qingwei stood up, and Fu Misheng immediately stepped forward to hug her.

Although the relationship between Yang Qingwei and Fu Tingjun is not good, her relationship with Fu Yasheng is not bad. Moreover, they are similar in age. Although they have different backgrounds, Fu Yasheng does not have the temperament of a wealthy lady, so it is easy to get along with her.
Chapter completed!