After taking a look at what he had written, the King of Hell wrote some other things.
He rubbed his aching temples, took out the medicine bottle from the drawer, and randomly poured out a few pills and swallowed them.
The medicine gradually took effect and the headache was relieved, but there were some other noises in my ears and the sight in front of me became strange.
"Big brother, I want to go play with Baba."
"Brother, I taught her Russian Sambo today, and she learned it so quickly."
"Big brother, second brother always runs out before me, I'm not happy."
"Be good, Yan Yan. Next time, Second Brother will let you go out first."
The King of Hell had a doting smile on his face:
"You two little guys, stop making trouble. I still have a lot of things to deal with. I'll let you out later."
The other two voices gradually faded away, and a hint of fatigue appeared on Yan Wang's face.
He can occasionally communicate with the other two personalities, but he will feel extremely tired after doing so and he doesn't know why.
But he felt very happy.
Family love, what a beautiful word.
Ever since he was forced to kill his entire family with his own hands, he has never felt what family love is again.
But he felt it now, it was so warm and beautiful that it made him intoxicated.
There was a slight sound of footsteps, and the King of Hell's ears moved, and the smile on his face disappeared in an instant.
He turned around and saw a slim woman standing at the door with a stack of documents in her hand.
The woman looked to be in her twenties, with a delicate and perfect face, but there was no expression on her face and her eyes were empty, like a cold goddess.
A hint of satisfaction flashed in Yan Wang's eyes, and he extended his hand to the woman:
"Xiao Qi, come here."
Yan Qi's expression did not change. She walked over lifelessly, and the pile of documents in her hands did not move at all.
The corners of Yan Wang's mouth curled up, and he took her cold jade-like hands, exerted a little force, and the documents scattered all over the sky.
Soon, the room was filled with sex, but the strange thing was that only the voice of the King of Hell could be heard.
Yan Qi's expression remained the same, without showing any pain or joy.
It felt... not like a human, but like a porcelain doll.
The King of Hell stroked Yan Qi's face with his hand, showing a touch of cruelty while being moved.
He picked up a palm-sized mirror from the cabinet and faced Yan Qi.
"Look, you are so beautiful like this. A beautiful woman should not have any expression or make any sound. Only then can you be perfect."
He hated lively women the most, like Jiang Wan.
That popularity disgusted him.
A woman should be a good vase, without emotions and without changing her heart.
Yan Qi's eyes were unfocused, and he still looked cold. The King of Hell became more and more excited, and his movements became increasingly fierce.
He didn't notice that Yan Qi's nails had dug deep into his palm.
The sound of rain rustled outside the window. Yan Wang put on his clothes contentedly, without giving Yan Qi any glances. He just said coldly:
"The documents have been sorted and sent to the study."
Yan Qi sat on the bed holding the quilt, like a broken porcelain doll.
It wasn't until the footsteps faded away that a crack appeared in her expression.
Pain swept through her broken body. Yan Qi opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
The King of Hell didn't like women making noises in bed, so she lost the ability to speak.
Hatred lingered in her heart. She stood up stiffly and opened the drawer of the King of Hell.
When the medicine bottle was opened, several round pills rolled in, replacing the original medicine.
He looked so skilled as if he had done it a thousand times.
He tidied up the documents on the floor, hid the hatred deep in his eyes, and then left this disgusting bedroom.
......
Jiang Wan talked to Qi'an for a long time before clearing her throat and going into the bathroom.
The moment Jiang Wan entered the bathroom, three question marks appeared in her head.
You say the King of Hell is inhumane, but he knows to make the bathroom opaque.
But you say he is humane, he divided the pit into two sections, two people each on half???
You really can’t do this without ten years of cerebral thrombosis!
Jiang Wan was truly speechless.
Jiang Wan came out of the bathroom pinching her nose and waved to Qi An:
"Go and flush the toilet for me. The flushing position is on your side."
Qi'an stood up, and when he saw the note placed in the corner, his heart suddenly skipped a beat!
The small piece of paper was covered with beautiful handwriting. He glanced at it quickly, then wet the tissue with water and washed it away.
He roughly knew the current situation and also knew Jiang Wan's next plan.
Yan Wang’s current condition is very unstable. Although he is worried about Jiang Wan, he can only trust that his girl can handle everything.
The clock ticks and time passes by minute by minute.
Jiang Wan had a very comfortable life these past few days, with food to eat, drinks to drink, and people to scold her. Even Yan Yan's eye-catching makeup seemed much more pleasing to the eye.
But the King of Hell was not so happy.
He felt his veins throbbing as he looked at the scribbled notebook.
The first sentence he wrote, "Don't fall in love with Jiang Wan," had been crossed out and replaced with other words.
【It’s fun playing with Daddy. Daddy is the best thing in the world!】
[I like my sister and want to play with her every day.]
Yama:???
Don't fall in love with Jiang Wan! You will become unhappy!
This was the first time my younger siblings talked back to me. They used to be very obedient.
Sure enough, Jiang Wan is a big dye vat and she leads the children astray.
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