"Am I paid for the lawsuit?!"
"Isn't it?" Yan Jili has always understood things in this strict way.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
"Your and my marriage, in exchange for the Shen Clan's case, aren't you just a bargaining chip?"
"To put it bluntly, it's like selling my daughter."
Even this deal had a natural tilt from the very beginning.
She was lower than him in status.
Coming to the Yan family means you have to work like a slave for him and be humble and submissive.
“This is true.”
He showed no emotion, just as he did in court.
I don't even realize that the words I say are inherently aggressive.
Very hurtful.
"Please recognize your own identity in the future." He continued, still unaware, "know who you should listen to in this family from now on..."
Bang——!
Shen Zhiyi slapped him.
She glared at him, tears rolling down her red eyes.
Stinky stone... stinky stone!
Such ugly speech!
The whole body is hard!
Her hand hurt from being hit!
"Wuwuwu..." She was a little overwhelmed and couldn't help sobbing softly.
As she cried, her voice became louder and louder.
He even felt a little weak, holding onto the edge of the desk, his shoulders trembling.
Yan Jili: ...
He was a little dazed.
The burning pain on my face still lingers.
But the one crying breathlessly in front of me was her.
"You hit me, and you're still crying?"
He even frowned deeply.
I just felt that the tears on her face were particularly annoying.
It makes people feel indescribably irritated.
He pinched the armrest of the office chair with his knuckles and curled his fingertips.
He has never encountered such a difficult situation in his career.
He didn't know what to do for a moment.
Shen Zhiyi thought of what he had just said. Although it sounded harsh, it seemed to be true.
He also remembered what Shang Qijing said, that he would have to rely on him for life in the future.
The tears in my eyes fell even more.
But she changed her expression to one of grievance and looked at him, "Why can't I cry?"
"You look at me with such a dirty look."
“Talking can be hurtful, too.”
"I'm scared..." She sobbed, her stomach growling. "Besides, I haven't had dinner yet. I'm hungry... wuwuwu..."
She was shedding tears now with genuine emotion.
"You don't even give me food to eat, you just scold me..."
"Dad said I wouldn't have a hard life with you... I haven't even gotten married yet, and you're starving me..."
Tears fell on the desk.
Shen Zhiyi lost his strength.
His body swayed limply.
Yan Jili quickly supported her and pressed her onto his legs again.
He looked at Shen Zhiyi who leaned against his chest.
A soft ball in his arms.
I don't know if she was tired of crying or tired of being hungry, but she didn't even look at him.
He just lowered his eyes and sniffed quietly.
The eyelids, corners of the eyes and the tip of the nose are all red.
It's so pitiful.
He pinched his eyebrows and decided not to bother with her about the slap just now.
Press the secretary bell.
"Bring me the meal I ordered."
He had been keeping it in the insulated box in the reception room because he was afraid of the cold.
The secretary came in pushing the food.
Looked up.
Immediately lower your eyelids.
He placed the food on the table one by one, quickly slipped away.
Oh my god.
He closed the door, his face filled with shock.
I don't know what Yanlu did to Miss Shen...
Bullying people like that...
I hugged her and cried...
His face was all yellow.
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