Xia Ziyan glanced at the delicious food on the table, and it was indeed a little far away from her.

She stood up and walked to Cheng Haohan's side. She looked at Cheng Haohan's handsome face. He was only twenty-five or six years old. Where is his parents? Doesn't anyone care about his willful life like this?

Xia Ziyan sat down suspiciously and watched Cheng Haohan scooped a bowl of yam pork rib soup and put it in front of her.

Xia Ziyan took it softly and took a sip. It tasted very good. It looked very similar to the soup cooked by her mother before.

"Where is your parents?" Xia Ziyan asked curiously.

Cheng Haohan's peaceful face suddenly became full of murderous aura. The servants standing behind Xia Ziyan took a breath. Xia Ziyan realized that she was asking the wrong question. She was thinking of changing the topic, but Cheng Haohan's big palm pressed over and pressed her directly.

He pushed his head onto the table, not caring at all if he would hurt her.

Xia Ziyan resisted hard, but she couldn't stand his strength after all. The more she resisted, the heavier the collision, and she burst into blood in another clean area on her forehead, which was in pairs with the bathroom.

Xia Ziyan felt the warm liquid flowing to her cheeks.

"Do you really want to see my parents?" Cheng Haohan was not satisfied. She just burst into blood and said something fiercely from his mouth.

Xia Ziyan looked at Cheng Haohan's angry eyes and showed a light smile. "Cheng Haohan, I think you are pitiful."

"What did you say?" After speaking, he pressed Xia Ziyan's head hard, and once again hit his forehead, it was already numb, and blood stains blurred the edge of the table.

"You blocked the person who wanted to care about you outside the door, so you were destined to be lonely." Xia Ziyan brushed away the blood that was about to drip on her eyes with her hands. What is this blood? She was surging and surging when her baby had a miscarriage.

This is just a slight witch.

Cheng Haohan was stunned, and murderous intent appeared in his lazy eyes, "Are you cursing me?"

"You can't even tell the difference between care and curse, and it's even more destined to have no friends." Xia Ziyan was not showing weakness. Sometimes she hated her stubborn temper, but if she didn't say it out, her heart felt as uncomfortable as if something was stuck.

"I don't need friends when I am in Haohan. Don't give you three points of color and you just open a dyeing shop. Xia Ziyan, I tell you, you are just an ant in my hand, I can pinch you to death at any time, you can be the woman under my suit pants.

Not worthy." Cheng Haohan left in anger.

Xia Ziyan lay weakly on the table. Judging from the servants' panicked faces, she was causing a lot of trouble this time, but she didn't understand why Cheng Haohan suddenly got such a big temper.

After resting for a while, Xia Ziyan climbed up the stairs weakly. As soon as she walked into the room, Sally walked in with the medicine box.

Xia Ziyan asked Sally to apply medicine without saying a word. The pain on her forehead was nothing. She would remember all the hardships she had experienced, and these hardships would only make her stronger.

"Miss Cheng shouldn't mention the young master's parents." Sally suddenly spoke.

Xia Ziyan listened silently. Someone asked her not to mention it, but she wouldn't mention it. She didn't have so much energy to ask why. She believed that others would naturally say it, but she wouldn't tell you if she didn't want to ask.

The door opened again, Brother Hu walked over angrily, pointing his index finger at Xia Ziyan, "You woman..."

Maybe Brother Hu felt that he was not relieved when he pointed at him, so he pulled up Xia Ziyan's collar and treated her like a man, "I asked you to stay by Brother Hu to relieve her boredom, not to make you angry, you
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