Chapter 42 Chapter 42

Jia Yourui was in a good mood and walked home briskly.

From a distance, she could vaguely see a person standing in front of the closed door of her house.

When she got closer, Jia Yourui saw more clearly that it was a young man.

He was of medium height, shorter than Jia Guoye, with a square face, a slightly collapsed nose, big eyes, double eyelids, and looked very honest.

He pursed his lips, frowned, and looked around anxiously.

Seeing her, the young man's eyes lit up instantly. He ran towards her quickly, panting and excitedly saying, "Ruirui."

Jia Yourui didn't know who he was, so she could only nod and say, "Yeah."

Seeing Jia Yourui's indifferent expression and his unfamiliar eyes, Jia Quanhui felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured into his heart.

His expression suddenly became bitter, as if he had suffered a great injustice, which frightened Jia Yourui.

"What's wrong?" she asked softly.

"Why?" Jia Quanhui said bitterly, "Ruirui, why? Why have you been so intimate with Jia Guoye recently?"

This is a good question.

Jia Yourui said frankly, "Because he is my husband."

This sentence was like a spell that froze Jia Quanhui's body, and his expression was dull.

His eyes quickly turned red.

"What about me?"

Jia Quanhui smiled a smile that was uglier than crying, and said rather miserably: "Ruirui, what about me?"

Jia Yourui's heart skipped a beat, realizing that this was another sin she had committed when she was young.

...

She looked apologetic and said sincerely: "I'm sorry."

Jia Yourui really felt sorry. The man in front of her was obviously different from the Jia Xiang who had only stared at her body before.

He seemed to be sincere and was badly hurt by her.

Although this kind of thing is about mutual consent, she was just trying to play with them at the beginning, and now she has made them so sad, she really feels bad.

Jia Yourui bit her lip, looking extremely guilty.

She looked at the young man in front of her and said, "Let's just forget about the past."

After hearing her words, Jia Quanhui's eyes were instantly soaked with tears, which made Jia Yourui feel sorry for him and thought she was a bad person.

Jia Yourui was at a loss and awkwardly comforted the emotional man.

She said, "You are still young, there are many girls of the right age, you have to look forward."

Jia Quanhui shook his head and said stubbornly, "I just want to be with you." His voice was hoarse and sobbing.

Jia Yourui shook her head: "No, I..."

Just as she was racking her brains to think about how to persuade this young man to turn back from his wrong path, Jia Quanhui, who was out of control, suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed her arms vigorously, with an almost crazy look: "Ruirui, aren't we already in that kind of relationship?"

He roared in a low voice: "You obviously don't like Jia Guoye, and he is not worthy of you at all. Have you been deceived by him?"

Jia Yourui's delicate skin was hurt by his grab.

Not only that, someone might pass by at any time. If he grabbed her like this and was seen by others, it would cause rumors.

Jia Yourui frowned and said, "Calm down."

She tried to move her body, but couldn't get rid of his hand.

Jia Yourui softened her tone and soothed his emotions.

She whispered softly, "Please let me go first, okay? What if someone sees us..."

"If they see us, then they see us! We are a pair of dogs and bitches."

Jia Quanhui's mind was completely out of control. In the past few days, the various intimate situations of Jia Yourui and Jia Guoye were like sharp knives engraved in his mind one by one. In addition, Jia Yourui's words just now that Jia Guoye was her husband and she wanted to break up with him, all these things combined completely eroded his mind.

No!

There was only one thought left in Jia Quanhui's mind, Jia Yourui must not leave him.

He didn't care that Jia Yourui had an affair with someone else besides him, but he couldn't accept that the noble and unattainable girl he had admired for many years had fallen in love with Jia Guoye.

What good did Jia Guoye have? How could he have the beautiful girl he had admired for so long?

Jia Yourui was also angry. She said, "You are going too far."

"What's too far?"

Jia Quanhui looked sinister and asked back, "Anyway, we have already held hands, haven't we?"

Jia Yourui couldn't get rid of his tight shackles and could only be forced to watch his almost crazy state.

"Ruirui, you like Jia Guoye, right?"

Jia Quanhui laughed sarcastically. He ignored Jia Yourui's resistance, stuck to her, and whispered behind her ear, "But you are not clean."

"Will he dislike you?"

"Does he know that I have touched and hugged you?"

He became a madman and said the most straightforward and explicit words:

"Has Jia Wenqing slept with you? Do you still remember how you felt at that time?"

"As for Jia Guoye, haha, you two should not have slept with each other yet."

"Does that useless cripple Jia Guoye know that he can pinch his wife's waist with just two hands?"

"Like now." He suddenly let go and pinched her thin waist tightly again.

"Ah!"

Jia Yourui felt pain in her waist, she screamed, her face pale with fear.

Her hand loosened, and there was a crisp sound.

The thin glass bottle that Jia Guoye prepared for her hit the stone on the ground and broke into pieces.

"Bring him water? Is he worthy?"

Jia Quanhui looked at her tearful and timid appearance, still in shock, and showed a mean and successful evil smile, and sighed: "Tsk tsk, what a thin waist." "

Don't do this."

Jia Yourui thought this man was extremely scary, like a devil.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and her voice was filled with pitiful sobbing.

"Please, wake up a little."

Jia Yourui shook her head, begging him helplessly and pitifully: "Please, don't do this, let me go."

The beauty had tears in her eyes, her expression was sad and pitiful, she retreated and wanted to escape, but she couldn't.

Jia Quanhui's mind was bewitched.

He lowered his head and kissed the tears in the corners of Jia Yourui's eyes.

Seizing the opportunity, Jia Yourui opened her mouth and bit his face hard.

Jia Quanhui felt pain and the strength in his hands loosened.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jia Yourui used all her strength to push him away.

She ran madly, ignoring the dull pain in her calf wound.

Her hair was messy and scattered, her wooden hairpin fell off, her straw hat also fell off; her arm that had been grabbed was burning, she felt sick and painful, and the lingering feeling of being grabbed on her waist could not be dissipated for a long time.

Where to go?

Jia Yourui didn't know.

She couldn't go to find Jia Guoye, she thought, she must not let him see her like this.