Xia Qianchen's hand was burned by the frying pan, and a large piece of skin was burned on the back of her hand.
Jiani stroked her hair and said, "This is what you said. I will help you with things, and I can also do what I want... We don't owe each other anything."
Xia Qianchen pressed her hands tightly and said, "I don't like to owe others either."
Jiani bit her lip: "Although you are very pitiful and worthy of sympathy, there must be something hateful about a poor person."
Xia Qianchen smiled lightly and said, "You have already done what I asked you to do. Anyway, thank you."
"Hmph, I don't know what kind of tricks you want to pull. I warn you that if you try to sow discord between me and Young Master Di and drag me into trouble, I will expose this deal."
"No," Xia Qianchen said anxiously, "I will never destroy your relationship, I'm just trying to find a way to make me 'disappear'..."
"Disappear? How do you want to disappear?"
"I always have a way... If you look at me every day, you will find it annoying, right?"
"Yes, Young Master Di also hates you. Even if I mention your name in front of him, he will suddenly be in a bad mood. I don't understand why you, such an eyesore, want to disturb us in front of us.
Good life."
"Soon, I will return your good life to you..."
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Xia Qianchen put her hand under the cold water. Her hand was severely burned and the cold water hurt.
These days, she is busy with all kinds of things, and her hands are in terrible shape, with cuts and scratches everywhere...
The ugliest thing about Xia Qianchen is her hands. The thick calluses on her hands don't match her beautiful face at all.
However, her face is not beautiful now, and the swelling is still very high. Without any medicine, it will definitely take several times longer to wait for it to disappear naturally.
In the evening, Xia Qianchen was driven to sleep on a chair in the back garden again.
She lay on the hard chair and looked at the stars.
The sea breeze blew in her ears, the tides rose and fell, and her heart was extremely peaceful.
Her mind began to spin shrewdly, rehearsing her escape plan. She planned her escape in the next few days... However, I was afraid that she would have a narrow escape from death. But so what if she died, life was meaningless...
There were a lot of mosquitoes, and they kept biting her. She flapped them, and there were many mosquitoes on her body.
The lights were still on in the villa, and warm light shone out.
These days the lanterns will be on until dawn.
No need to think about it, I know what he is doing with Jiani...
Suddenly the patio door leading to the backyard opened.
A stern figure occupied the wide terrace, holding a bottle of brandy in his hand.
Xia Qianchen heard the noise and saw him, and his eyes met hers. This was the first time in many days that they were alone together.
Xia Qianchen moved her body, turned to look at the flower bed, and closed her eyes.
She heard footsteps coming down the stone steps.
Gradually, I walked towards the center of the flower garden.
Xia Qianchen's back stiffened. To be honest, she usually avoided Nangong Young Emperor if she could, and he didn't seem to want to see her very much, so the two of them rarely met...
If this happens, he should just walk away.
Xia Qianchen heard his footsteps walking in her direction, and finally stopped in front of her.
A strong smell of alcohol came out, stronger than the fragrance of flowers.
Xia Qianchen's hair was numb for a moment, and she felt that Nangong Young Emperor was grabbing the statue and pulling her up. She frowned, and the first thing she wanted to do when she escaped was to cut her hair short.
She hated everyone who grabbed her hair, especially Nangong Young Emperor.
Xia Qianchen was caught sitting up, Nangong Young Emperor put the wine on the chair, pressed one hand on the back of the stone chair behind her, and the tall shadow completely enveloped her.
The stronger smell of alcohol was approaching, and he felt as if he had just stepped out of a soaked wine jar.
Xia Qianchen couldn't stand the smell of alcohol and turned her face away.
A strong hand pulled her face back, not allowing her to avoid it.
He seemed to be very drunk and his body was a little unsteady. When Xia Qianchen struggled, he leaned forward and brushed his lips against her cheek.
Then he stopped at the base of her ear and bit her ear.
This ambiguous action made Xia Qianchen stunned.
He licked her earlobe again, held her in his mouth and licked her, his hot breath sprayed on her neck, and he said something into her ear...
Unfortunately, after those slaps, Xia Qianchen woke up and found that she could no longer hear sounds in her left ear.
Young Emperor Nangong didn't know what he said, it was muttered and vague, and Xia Qianchen couldn't hear a word.
However, she was sure that he was drunk...
"Sir, you are drunk." She turned her body to the side, trying to get out of the gap.
Her hair was still in his palm, and whenever she moved, he pulled it tightly.
He pulled her so hard, imprisoning her, for fear that she would disappear from his eyes, and she was like quicksand, the tighter he held it, the faster it would flow.
Xia Qianchen said loudly: "You are drunk, you should go and rest!"
Nangong Young Emperor stared at her with dark green eyes, as if he couldn't hear what she was saying.
He suddenly held her hand.
The back of Xia Qianchen's hand hurt, it was burning. He suddenly held it, and she screamed in pain.
Then Young Emperor Nangong saw the horrible back of her hand, and his brows tightened even more...
Under the moonlight, he looked at her vaguely. Her face was swollen and her figure seemed to have lost a lot of weight.
After pregnancy, she had to pay more attention to nutrition and get more rest, but Xia Qianchen did the hardest and most tiring work and ate the worst food. Under all the torture, it was a miracle that she did not have a miscarriage...
Maybe it's because Xia Qianchen has been tortured so often that her physical endurance is very good.
"Xia Qianchen." He called her coldly.
"Xia Qianchen!" His voice was filled with anger like a tsunami.
"Xia Qianchen..." he called again, very ambiguously and intimately.
"Qianchen..." This time it was a hoarse voice in code...
In the silent night, he looked at her closely and called her name, each sound filled with different emotions.
Xia Qianchen's heart was shaken, she was inexplicably flustered by him.
He lifted her chin again and pressed her with a hot kiss.
The pungent smell of alcohol made Xia Qianchen want to vomit. She resisted and pushed his chest. He held her wrists tightly and pressed them on his chest. He explained that there was a disordered heartbeat on his chest, and thump.
,Plop,Plop...
His heartbeat was unexpectedly so fast, as if he was afraid that something would happen.
Ha, how can there be anything in this world that the devil is afraid of?
Will his abnormal neurosis double when he is drunk? He must have forgotten about the child now...