The perspective shifts to what's in front of us.
"Get lost."
The seemingly gentle and refined young man suddenly uttered this remark.
Zhao Ming clicked his tongue.
"Wen Huaiyan, others may not understand you, but don't I understand you?"
"I heard you brought everyone to your own apartment."
“You do like these things, but your hands aren’t usually this dark. You just like them too much, so when she touched something you can’t accept, you got anxious, right?”
Upon hearing this, Wen Huaiyan fell silent.
Yes.
When Wen Huaiyan found the document under the sofa, his first reaction was to panic.
For so long.
He seemed to have gotten used to Li Ruo being by his side.
He's gotten used to being able to hug someone and recharge whenever he's tired.
He had long considered Li Ruo as his own.
So much so that when Wen Huaiyan realized that Li Ruo was an independent individual, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
“Wen Huaiyan, you have never been loved properly, so you don’t know how to love others. When you feel that something important to you is about to be taken away, you don’t know how to speak properly. You only know how to use the most violent means.”
"It's okay, brother, take your time, let's talk it out."
It's different from Wen Huai inkstone.
Zhao Mingzhen is the kind of child who grew up surrounded by love, regardless of his family background; he was simply overflowing with love.
Wen Huaiyan didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on Li Ruo.
After a long pause, Wen Huaiyan spoke.
"Take a good look at her, make sure she doesn't get a scar."
He paused for a moment, then added.
"She loves beauty, so I trust you to handle things."
Wen Huaiyan was unable to fall asleep throughout the rest of the night.
From the first day Li Ruo entered this family, all the things between her and him kept swirling in his mind like a fleeting glimpse.
Perhaps what Zhao Ming said is true.
He was never one to love.
Just as Zhao Ming said.
For him, Li Ruo's meaning was indeed quite different from the things he had liked before.
His way of keeping her was extreme.
The next morning.
Li Ruo woke up from a nightmare.
Seemingly accustomed to this daily torment, when Li Ruo opened her eyes, her exquisitely beautiful face showed no sign of shock.
It just... hurts so much.
My body felt like it had just been run over by a truck; I felt that if I moved even slightly, I would be crushed to pieces in the next second.
In the next second, all the memories of last night flooded into my mind like a torrent.
Li Ruo propped herself up and sat up, her movements much slower than before.
After being reborn, I've become much more spoiled.
All I remember is that after being bullied like this in my previous life, I still had the strength to fight back.
Now, even sitting up is so difficult for me.
Li Ruo lifted the blanket, wanting to see the numerous wounds on her body.
The next second, however, it stopped.
In sight.
The wounds, large and small, were treated very well, and the more serious ones were clearly professionally treated.
What is this for?
Li Ruo didn't think Wen Huaiyan had become gentler.
It just felt like a new method of taming.
Slap me, then give me a treat?
Li Ruo didn't understand, nor did she want to understand.
Fortunately, it was a cold winter day, so Li Ruo could dress warmly and cover the wound on her neck with a turtleneck sweater.
For Li Ruo in this life, it was the first time she had been dragged into that basement.
But in reality, this kind of thing has happened to her countless times.
It was so commonplace that it wouldn't affect Li Ruo's original plan at all.
She went downstairs to have a quiet breakfast before going to work.
I have a lot of work to do today, so I can't afford to be late.
Just as she was about to leave, the housekeeper suddenly called out to her.
"Miss Li!"
Li Ruo paused and turned to look at the person in front of her.
She blinked. "What's wrong?"
"Mr. Wen asked me to give this to you. He said to apply it to the wound three times a day and wipe it with a clean cotton swab."
The warm, smooth bottle caught Li Ruo's eye, and she was momentarily stunned.
Li Ruo took the bottle, but instead of opening it immediately, she examined it carefully before pulling off the cap and gently smelling it.
On one side, the housekeeper tentatively spoke up.
"Miss Li, did you and Mr. Wen have a fight last night?"
Wen Huaiyan returned home very late yesterday. Apart from a few who were on duty that night, most of the household servants were already asleep.
The housekeeper had only heard a little about what happened last night.
I heard that Miss Li looks like she's about to be killed.
Dr. Zhao was summoned by Mr. Wen overnight.
The housekeeper had thought Li Ruo would look unrecognizable today, but she looked quite alright.
Could it be that those people are just jumping to conclusions and exaggerating what happened last night?
Meeting the housekeeper's curious gaze, Li Ruo smiled gently.
"It's nothing, just a minor disagreement."
For Wen Huaiyan, this was nothing more than a "minor" conflict.
"That's good." The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief.
"When I woke up this morning, I noticed that Mr. Wen was acting very strangely. To be honest, after working with Mr. Wen for so many years, this is the first time I've ever seen him like that."
"That look?"
"Yes, it's just like when I was a child and did something wrong, and my grandfather disciplined me with family rules. I hung my head and looked very withdrawn."
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