"Obe obedient, I'll take you home!" He put one hand through her armpits, the other hand through the bend of her legs, and picked her up without much force.
Xia Yucheng's head was dizzy and she fell powerlessly in Feng Hao's arms. She wanted to struggle, but she couldn't struggle; she wanted to escape, but she had nowhere to escape. She was physically and mentally exhausted, so she had to let him go.
"If the contract is settled, what you say is not the final word!" Feng Hao's firm voice was irresistible. He was willing to do all the beginning and end.
Silently, she pressed her face against his clothes, listening to the heartbeat that made her feel at ease, and breathing the breath that made her nostalgic.
Feng Hao quickly climbed up the stairs, and a violent expression flashed across his handsome face. How could his woman be bullied by others when he was not paying attention?
...
After getting into the car, Feng Hao did not let her go, and kept holding her in his arms with a solemn expression.
"Does it hurt?" He asked with admiration, looking down at the little woman lying on his chest. Her expression was dull, pitiful, and she looked like a lost child with no one's pain. He was afraid of her like this, and he just wanted her delicate little face to always have a bright smile.
"It's better!"
In fact, she still felt very painful, but she was worried about the man's attitude, afraid that he would take his anger on his mother.
"It's my mother!" She added in a low voice, "I... don't blame her!"
That was the mother who gave birth to her and raised her. Even if that was the right thing, she wouldn't be able to be for an eye for an eye. However, every time her mother blames her and beats her, she is the most heartbreaking.
She often thinks that her mother can touch her heart more than Gu Shaoyang. Because she doesn't care about Gu Shaoyang, but she cares very much about her mother.
"I know, it hurts, don't talk!" Feng Hao certainly knew that it was her mother who bullied her. He had learned from Shang Mengwan about the incident. If the person who hurt her was not her mother, the fate would be very miserable at this time!
His hands subconsciously comforted her and stroked her head, but she snorted, looking very uncomfortable.
Feng Hao's heart tightened, his fingertips passed through her hair and touched her hair. The feeling of his fingers being wrapped around his hands made him feel something was wrong.
As soon as he raised his hand, he saw the slender five fingers wrapped around his dark hair, leaving her head. The dark color stimulated his already difficult mood.
"Are you sure that's your biological mother?" He asked angrily. There are few such cruel mothers in this world! How cold-hearted you have to be at the next time when your ten-month-old daughter is so pregnant!
She was so sad that she still replied in a hoarse voice: "It's all my fault. Actually, my mother loved me very much before! But..."
She always remembered clearly in her memory that her mother ten years ago was kind-hearted and caring for her very much. But after that rainy night ten years ago, everything seemed to have changed.
"Shut up!" He couldn't stand it and stopped her.
That is her real mother. She can ignore it, but it doesn't mean that he can do nothing.
...
Back at the villa, Feng Hao hugged her and walked straight into the bathroom of the master bedroom. Before applying ointment, he had to help her clean up her body.
Putting her on the edge of the shower room, he took off the wrinkled and wet a large piece of suit jacket, and threw it into the rattan basket in the corner. Then, he rolled up his sleeves and opened the water throat.