Following the words "hardship", her words and gestures suddenly became a lot stronger.
The feeling of suffocation came over instantly. Yu Tao's face turned red, and her chest swelled up with severe pain, as if something was about to burst it. But her pride did not allow her to lower her head, and she would not blame herself for what she had not done.
Acknowledge your mistakes.
Therefore, even if she really wants to die in his hands, she will never beg for mercy...
Yu Tao opened his white lips and said silently: "If you have the guts, strangle me to death!"
What responded to her was Yan Jisheng's even colder gaze, so indifferent that it was terrifying, as if he was not facing his wife, but a dispensable thing: "Have you forgotten? I won't kill you,
It will only make you and the people around you worse than death!"
Following his voice, Yu Tao felt as if all the air in his lungs was being sucked out...
His eyes went dark and blurred to the point where he could barely see his handsome face.
She is afraid that she is really going to die!
Died in the hands of the man I loved most.
My eyes are astringent and tears flow out uncontrollably...
Even dead!
If you have to face such ruthless and cold-blooded words while you are alive, you might as well end it once and for all.
Yu Tao closed his eyes in despair, no longer struggling or resisting...
The servant was frightened at this time. She didn't expect Yan Jisheng to be so angry, let alone that he could really be so cruel to Yu Tao.
Seeing Yu Tao's expression getting worse and worse, her heart almost jumped...
"Master, Master, please stop! If you continue like this... Mistress, you will die!"
But it seemed that the word "death" stimulated a certain nerve in Yan Jisheng even more. Instead of letting go of the hand that was squeezing her neck, he added another hand.
He pinched her with both hands and lifted her up, almost lifting her up...
The servant was frightened and did not dare to express her anger. Just when she was frantically hesitating whether to call Mrs. Yan over quickly, the harsh ringtone of her mobile phone suddenly buzzed in the ancestral hall.
It was a special ringtone that belonged exclusively to Mu Ya, and it suddenly brought Yan Jisheng back to reality.
It was as if he was so angry that he just fell into a daze and couldn't remember what he had done. He finally let go of Yu Tao and let her lie softly on the futon, coughing crazily...
The feeling of air rushing into her lungs, cutting her trachea like a razor blade.
Yu Tao coughed hoarsely, as if he wanted to cough out his entire lungs...
Yan Jisheng looked at her shoulders that were shaking from coughing, and couldn't help but want to touch her head. But just when his fingertips were about to touch the top of her hair, the servant suddenly and wisely pounced on Yu Tao.
It looked like he was protecting her, but in reality he was pressing hard on her.
The servant deliberately exaggerated and said: "Young master, you can't pinch me anymore, my young mistress is dying."
Yan Jisheng frowned and froze his hands in mid-air, feeling very embarrassed.
He glared at the servant displeasedly, and the servant was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head, and with his right hand behind his back, he pinched Yu Tao's waist as if to vent his hatred.
Yu Tao was so uncomfortable with the cough that he didn't even bother to resist, so he could only let her use her long pointed nails to make finger marks on her waist...
Yan Jisheng's cell phone stopped at this moment, but soon rang again. He looked at Yu Tao who refused to give him a look, so he picked up the phone angrily and walked out.
As soon as the phone call came through, Mu Ya's scream came from the other side: "Ah...Brother Sheng, help me, help me..." This chapter has been completed!