Chapter 128 Mom and Dad are upstairs... they have something to do...
Xie Ling and Bai Yirou exchanged a few brief pleasantries.
Although Bai Yirou tried her best to put on a decent smile, the curve of her lips was flat.
After chatting for a while, she gently pressed her solar plexus and soon left on the pretext of going back to take care of the baby.
Outside Xie's house.
The moment the car door closed.
The smile that Bai Yirou had been forcing finally collapsed.
She lowered her eyes, opened the photo album on her phone again with shaking hands, and stared at the photo in a self-torturing manner.
In the photo, Xie Siyan has a tall and straight figure, a youthful spirit, and a look of high spirits.
Bai Yirou's fingertips unconsciously brushed against the screen. All these years had passed, she'd given birth, become a mother, but this face still made her heart race. She suddenly locked the screen, clutching the phone tightly in her palm, leaning back against the chair, closing her eyes and panting.
The car drove smoothly and soon stopped at the door of the villa. "Madam, we're here."
The driver reminded softly.
When getting off the car, the driver took an extra look at Bai Yirou and felt that his wife's eyes seemed a little red today.
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When Bai Yirou entered, Cen Chen was standing at the entrance.
His slender figure was stretched long by the light, and his tone was impatient. Without even looking up, he spoke in a flat voice, "The baby has been fussing all day and won't let the nanny feed him."
Bai Yirou looked at him expressionlessly and walked straight past him.
The sound of a baby crying could be heard from the room, but Bai Yirou acted as if she didn't hear anything and stepped directly onto the stairs. Cen Chen's dissatisfied gaze fell on her. Bai Yirou didn't stop, but just turned her head slightly at the corner of the stairs and said, "I'm going to rest for a while."
From time to time.
There was a sound of something breaking from upstairs, followed by a bang.
It was like someone had smashed something hard.
The nanny shuddered with fear, and the baby in her arms suddenly started crying "wa", and the shrill cry echoed in the villa.
For a moment, the room was filled with noise.
Cen Chen's face changed slightly, and he took two steps at a time up the stairs.
Upstairs, the master bedroom door was ajar, with two high-heeled shoes scattered at the door, clearly showing where Bai Yirou was. He stood outside the door and pushed it open. The scene before him made his pupils shrink slightly -
The place was in a mess.
The bottles and jars on the dressing table fell over, and the perfume bottles shattered on the ground, and the rich fragrance filled the entire room.
Cen Chen walked directly to the bedside.
"You care so much about him."
Cen Chen's voice was as cold as ice, and his bony fingers clamped Bai Yirou's chin, forcing her to raise her head.
Under the cool white overhead light.
Bai Yirou's carefully applied elegant makeup has begun to fade.
The eyeliner left two black marks under her eyes, and the lipstick also smeared onto her cheeks, making her look a little embarrassed.
"How long have you been making a fuss since we came back from Xie Siyan's engagement party?"
Cen Chen rubbed his thumb across her wet cheek, blurring the glaring red lipstick even more. "Hmm? Mrs. Cen?"
Bai Yirou was forced to look up, tears still flowing.
It was as if she was alone, still stuck in the night of their breakup many years ago.
The hero of the story had already moved on, but she was the only one who remained there, unable to move on. Bai Yirou suddenly smiled.
She grasped Cen Chen's wrist, "What about you? When you married me, didn't you know who I had in my heart?"
Cen Chen gave him a cold, condescending look.
His expression was unpredictable, and under the cold white light of the ceiling, he looked a bit ghostly. He stared at the woman in disarray on the bed for a long time.
downstairs.
The baby's crying could still be faintly heard from the living room, mixed with the nanny's anxious soothing voice, ringing in my ears.
Cen Chen's grip became a little stronger.
Leaving shocking red marks on Bai Yirou's pale skin.
Cen Chen's hand suddenly moved away from her cheek and fell on his waist.
Bai Yirou looked up and saw him unbuckling the belt around his waist, the metal buckles colliding with each other, making a crisp sound.
Cen Chen looked down at Bai Yirou from above.
There was a dangerous glint in his eyes.
"The cub is finally one month old." There was a chilling chill in his deep voice.
His slender fingers caressed her delicate face, his movements gentle, as if he was handling a fragile piece of porcelain, but his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a toy, his voice ruthless, "It's time for me to treat you well now."
Bai Yirou was forced to look up, obediently, clearly feeling the cold temperature of his fingertips.
Those eyes that always had a gentle smile on their faces outside, creating the image of a loving wife, were now icy cold in front of her, reminding her of the calm sea before the storm, with a sharp look mixed with cruelty.
"Otherwise..." Cen Chen's thumb rolled heavily over her pale lips after her lipstick fell off, and wiped away the remaining lipstick on her lips. "You don't know your position in my eyes."
Bai Yirou's pupils suddenly shrank.
Watching his series of actions, I realized what was happening and was terrified.
“No…no…”
Her voice was trembling and she leaned back.
She was ten months pregnant, and for nearly a year, they had slept in separate rooms. Those distant memories gradually faded, and she almost forgot what a devil Cen Chen was.
Bai Yirou's pupils constricted violently as she watched Cen Chen slowly untie his tie and tie her hands. Belatedly realizing the danger, she backed away from the bed until her back rested against the cold wall.
"don't want……"
Her voice trembled, and she couldn't help but let his lift her wrist above her head, rubbing it against the wall.
During the ten months of her pregnancy, they had been living in separate rooms, and Cen Chen had often not been home. Those unbearable memories gradually faded with time, but in an instant, they returned to Bai Yirou's mind.
Cen Chen's movements were graceful and precise.
The tie flew between his fingers, and in a blink of an eye, it tightened the woman's slender white wrists above her head until it was tight in the flesh, and then he let go.
Bai Yirou struggled, her voice filled with tears, trying to persuade Cen Chen, "No, the baby is still downstairs..."
"It's a good opportunity to let it hear what a despicable and lowly person his mother is..."
Before she could finish her words, Bai Yirou was kicked hard in the knee.
She fell to her knees uncontrollably, and her expensive dress was torn apart with a "rip".
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Cen Chen leaned over, his warm breath puffing behind her ear, "Aren't you the best at pretending to be pitiful in front of Xie Siyan? Why don't you yell a few more times and listen."
The belt was raised again, and after several times, Bai Yirou finally couldn't help but lower her head.
Downstairs, the sound of a baby crying echoed in the empty living room.
The nanny looked up at the ceiling in panic. From upstairs came a series of frightening noises: the dull thud of heavy objects falling, the cries of women, and the ambiguous sounds of whipping...
"Be good... don't cry..." The nanny hugged the baby tightly with trembling hands. Subconsciously, she covered the child's ears with her hands and paced back and forth in the living room.
The nanny listened to a series of blushing and heart-beating sounds, and images flashed through her mind, but she kept coaxing, "Dad, Mom... Dad and Mom are upstairs... They have something to do..."
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