She slowly opened her eyes, saw the torn wedding dress fabric beside the bed, and suddenly shuddered.
So those things last night were not a dream? After the humiliating wedding last night, she was really dragged into the new house by those men and violated...
Tears fell heavily on the back of his hands. Ye Lige rushed into the bathroom to clean away the dirty and disgusting traces, but smelled the clear smell of cigar inside.
The man was lying in the bathtub, his black hair slightly wet, and his handsome face showed Ye Lige's familiar teasing and ridicule.
"On the first day of your wedding, Mrs. Shen doesn't seem very happy?"
His thin lips curved into a narrow arc, and his eyes looked at Ye Lige's naked body casually: "I thought you should be elated and overjoyed because you worked so hard to get into this position."
Ye Lige trembled all over.
It's Shen Muxu...
Yesterday was their wedding day, but when Shen Muxu learned that it was her who was marrying him, he left Shen's house early in the morning, making her the laughing stock of a groomless wedding.
Why did he...
She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost pierced her palms, trying her best to hold back the bitter tears in her eyes: "You, when did you come back?"
Shen Muxu played with the beads on his wrist casually, looked at her with a half-smile and said, "I've always been here."
His gaze was not as sharp as usual, as indifferent as if she was just a piece of insignificant trash, but it was like a sharp dagger that cut open her riddled heart!
"always there?"
Ye Lige took a step back, and there was no trace of blood on her Qingli face: "So you just watched me being..."
Shen Muxu smiled, put out his cigar, stood up and wiped the water off his body, walked up to Ye Lige and pinched her chin.
"Otherwise, do you think anyone can enter my new house without my permission?"
Shen Muxu spoke one word at a time, and his voice was filled with deep coldness: "No one has ever dared to tease me. What's more, you took away something that should belong to Qiong Yue. Naturally, I have to entertain you well."
The pain in her jaw felt like it was about to be crushed, but Ye Lige felt that the pain in her chest was gradually spreading and had already paralyzed her whole body.
Ye Lige looked at his unconcealed hatred in his eyes and struggled to utter a hoarse defense: "Shen Muxu, it's Ye Qiongyue who doesn't want to..."
"Still want to quibble?"
Shen Muxu sneered and threw her directly on the cold floor of the bathroom: "I went to see Qiong Yue. She said you knocked her out and got into the wedding car. Ye Lige, since you want to be the bride, just It’s time to enjoy your wedding night as a bride.”
Is this what Ye Qiongyue said?
Ye Lige watched him change his clothes, slam the door and leave, a self-deprecating and sad smile flashed across his lips.
He will only trust Ye Qiongyue...
Obviously they were childhood sweethearts who grew up together, and they were obviously the couple whose parents made the marriage contract. Why did he not even want to ask her, but he decided to condemn her like this, completely destroying her dignity and dignity on their wedding night? The personality was trampled to pieces!
Ye Lige was the only one left in the room.
The wind outside the window came in and made her feel cold all over.
Shen Muxu felt that she had teased him, that she had agreed to let her half-sister Ye Qiongyue marry her and then regretted it, that he had ruined his chance to grow old together with his sweetheart, but it was clearly Ye Qiongyue who got the chance. Knowing that he had a car accident and regretted running away from the marriage, she struggled every possible way to get into the wedding car!
She had loved him for 16 years, how could she be willing to see him suffer the humiliation of his bride running away? But when she felt sorry for him, he hated her with all his heart!
Ye Lige walked out of the door in a daze. He staggered and wanted to leave. His vision was blurred by tears and he didn't even see the stairs under his feet...
At the same moment, Shen Muxu was sitting in the study, rubbing his Buddha beads, his eyes filled with depression.
Seeing his unkind expression, the housekeeper asked cautiously: "Master, tonight...are you going to send someone to scare the young lady?"
"Need not."
Shen Muxu closed his palms and held the prayer bead tightly: "Concentrate on finding the person who designed the car accident. You don't need to interfere with other matters."
…
"Hey, I hit my head when I just got married. Fortunately, nothing happened..."
A sigh of regret could be heard in his ears, and Ye Lige moved his fingertips, only to feel a severe pain in his head.
She wanted to reach out and grab something, but a hand quickly held him down.
"Don't move, little girl, the wound has just been stitched up."
Ye Lige opened her eyes and saw the doctor in a white coat looking at her with pity: "Be careful these days. If you have to stay in bed, hitting your head is not a trivial matter."
here……
Ye Lige looked around. The furnishings in the room were familiar, yet so far away that it seemed like a world away.
She was digesting the memories of this life in her mind. As the national preceptor of the Jing Dynasty a thousand years ago and the ancestor of the Qintianjian line, she experienced ten reincarnations after her death and the Tao disappeared. In this life, her body was full of resentment, and she was able to recover. The inheritance and memory of past lives.
The doctor who was bandaging at the side saw her serious face and thought she was still sad, so he couldn't help but babbled: "Little girl, my daughter is about the same age as you. It's normal for young people to encounter difficulties. There is no obstacle that people can't overcome." Now, surviving is the most important thing."
Ye Lige came back to his senses and looked at the doctor, noticing the kind concern in his eyes, and his expression softened a little.
She was about to say thank you politely when her eyes fell on the doctor's face and she suddenly frowned.
"Your daughter is at home during the summer vacation. Her mother is also out of town, right?"
The doctor was stunned: "How did you..."
Ye Lige looked at his face carefully. Ziwu was in direct opposition, and there was a black line in the doorway, which was the sign of a funeral. He sighed softly: "Bring first aid supplies and medicine to treat allergies, otherwise your daughter's life will be in danger."
"What nonsense are you talking about? My daughter is not allergic to anything! I am so kind to comfort you, why are you still cursing people!"
The doctor's face suddenly became unpleasant. Just as he was about to argue with Ye Lige, his cell phone suddenly rang.
"Hey, Nannan? Why don't you speak? Hey..."
The doctor listened in confusion to the tapping sounds coming from the other end from time to time. He called his daughter's name several times, but there was no response.
Ye Lige said calmly: "Believe it or not, you only have half an hour. If you are late, it will be too late."
The doctor's hands trembled, and he finally realized that something might be wrong with his daughter's condition. He quickly packed the first aid kit: "Okay, I, I'll go right away. Miss, please be careful of the wound!"
If something really happened to his daughter, without this lady's reminder, he might just think that his daughter dialed his number by mistake.
But after Ye Lige reminded him first, he realized that his daughter was probably suffering from allergies and was on the verge of shock, and was asking him for help!
He hurried to the door, but a shout came from outside: "Doctor Liu, are you leaving now?"
A woman who looked somewhat similar to Ye Lige stood at the door, blocking the doctor's path: "I have a recurrence of my heart disease. Please give me another check-up to see what's wrong." This chapter has been completed!