Yu Yuanyuan looked at Xia Zihao stupidly, not daring to irritate him anymore. He was much stronger than her and had not been sick for many years, but now...
"Yu Yuanyuan, you damn woman" Xia Zihao gritted his teeth and looked at Yu Yuanyuan as if he was looking at an enemy who has been with him for many years.
Yu Yuanyuan couldn't help but cry out, "Master...Have Yuanyuan ever been sorry to you? Over the years...I ask myself, I haven't been sorry to you for anything..."
Did she do something wrong? Her father abandoned mother and daughter and left behind a huge debt. Her mother took her to live in humiliation in the Xia family.
She has known what it feels like to be under someone else's control since she was a child. She can endure it if she can, and grit her teeth and endure it even if she can't.
Over the years, no matter how Xia Zihao tortured her, she never shouted a word of bitterness or showed a look of disgust.
But the young master is getting more and more serious, and he tortures her in different ways. He does the same thing every day, giving her a candy and then punching her. When he is in a good mood, he will coax her, but when he is in a bad mood, he will tear you apart even to the bones.
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She was treated as a toy and played with by Xia Zihao. She did not complain at all and carefully maintained the balance.
However, the young master made more and more demands on her, and they became more and more strange.
Can a person control feelings? Can she control her heart not to like others, and can she control her heart not to hate him?
If feelings can be freely released, then why are so many people so obsessed with it?
The young master doesn't understand how someone as extreme as him can possibly understand...
"Yes, you're not sorry for me." Xia Zihao yelled back with a louder voice than hers.
"But you are also half-hearted. Who told you to look at others, who told you to reject my kindness, and who told you to hate me. You deserve it-"
Yu Yuanyuan's mind was in a mess, but she was frightened by a sudden thought.
She turned her head numbly, looked straight at Xia Zihao, twitched her lips in disbelief, and said silently
"Master... do you... like me?"
No, no, no, no, Yu Yuanyuan has been denying it in her heart. Xia Zihao is a very possessive person. He just treats her as his own as a matter of course.