Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

Lin Qinghuan returned home and the food was already on the table. Mother Lin looked at her and said, "Baby, didn't you go buy some paint?"

"I remembered that I bought a lot of them online last time, and I still have some at home," she said casually.

Father Lin called from the kitchen, "Baby, come in and wash your hands before eating."

Lin Qinghuan agreed, but tried not to make eye contact with her parents the whole time. After all, she had just cried and was not sure whether they would notice. She was the typical type who only reported good news and not bad news.

At the dinner table, Lin's father and mother could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Lin Qinghuan.

She avoided looking around, refused to interact with people directly, and was distracted from time to time even while eating.

The couple exchanged glances, each wanting the other to ask.

Finally, Father Lin spoke up, "Baby, did you encounter something unhappy downstairs just now? Tell mom and dad, and we will solve it with you."

Lin Qinghuan finally came to her senses. It would be strange if no one noticed her in this state.

Lin Qinghuan shook his head and forced out an extremely ugly smile, "No."

She was angry and aggrieved. He Yanlang actually found out about her home and knew everything about her. Was he really planning to push her into a desperate situation?

It's no use telling your parents about this kind of thing.

There is no benefit except making them worry for nothing.

So, Lin Qinghuan chose not to say anything.

She didn't know if He Yanlang would come to her again, but she didn't have the money to gamble with him, so she had to leave here. In this way, even if He Yanlang continued to harass her, it would not implicate her parents.

I used to think that I could get rid of him by leaving Beijing City and Beijing University, but now it seems like a pipe dream.

She really underestimated He Yanlang's ability.

Thinking about it carefully, she actually had no idea where He Yanlang came from. She only knew that he was rich and extremely handsome, and she knew nothing else.

He Yanlang's identity and status have always been a mystery in Peking University.

Mother Lin put a piece of meat in Lin Qinghuan's bowl. Seeing her daughter's condition, she was about to cry. "Baby, don't keep things in your heart and endure them by yourself. Your parents are very worried about you."

Mother Lin thought of the young man in the luxury car, frowned slightly, and asked tentatively, "Is it because of that boy?"

It is true that mother and daughter are connected by heart.

Can't escape my mother's guess.

"I can handle it myself." Lin Qinghuan neither denied nor confirmed, just said vaguely.

The couple exchanged glances again and guessed it was almost right.

"Mom and Dad, I'm full. You don't have to worry about me. I'm going back to my room first."

They watched Lin Qinghuan enter the room and the door was closed.

She only took a few bites of the rice in the bowl on the table.

The couple both sighed.

Lin's mother wiped her tears and said, "She hid in her room and cried again. She was still crying until the early hours of last night."

Father Lin stood up and rubbed Mother Lin's back, and comforted her softly, "Wife, your heart can't be excited now, and the surgery can't be delayed any longer."

"Oh..." Mother Lin sighed, trying hard to suppress her emotions.

Father Lin picked up the tissue on the table and wiped her tears. "Children have to grow up eventually. They will always encounter some setbacks and need to solve them independently. Just get through it and it will be fine. Besides, Huanhuan is not the kind of person who will always be depressed. She is optimistic and positive by nature. We have to believe in her."

Mother Lin looked in the direction of Lin Qinghuan's room, then grabbed her partner's hand and held it in hers, "Yes."

"Wife, you know Huanhuan will ask us for help when there are problems that cannot be solved. She is not a stubborn person."

……

in the room.

Lin Qinghuan sat in front of the bay window.

A person shed tears silently.

That feeling of powerlessness instantly swept over my whole body.

It took me three days to finally get over the shadow cast by He Yanlang, but he suddenly appeared again, and the healed injuries relapsed instantly, and the shadow became even heavier.

She sighed and took out her cell phone to check. Luo Zhouran still hadn't replied to a single text message, let alone a phone call.

For three whole days, he seemed to have disappeared from the world and didn't even bother to report his safety.

Lin Qinghuan started editing a text message and sending it to him again.

【Lin Qinghuan: Zhou Ran, send me a text message to let me know you're safe.】

She was very annoyed, and only Luo Zhouran understood her feelings, but he was afraid of crossing the line.

Lin Qinghuan didn't know whether she should continue to confide in Luo Zhouran.

She considered him a friend, but was afraid that he had other ideas, and she always felt that he was taking advantage of other people's emotions.

It shouldn't be a problem if I just talk about it, right?

She began to compose a second text message.

【Lin Qinghuan: Zhou Ran, I am very annoyed. He Yanlang is like a dog-skin plaster. No matter how I try, I can't get rid of him. I thought that after leaving Jingshi and returning to Fengcheng, this abnormal relationship would finally end, but he actually came to Fengcheng again. He knows my home address, my neighborhood, and even the number of the building, floor, and floor. This feeling is too suffocating. I am so depressed that I can't breathe. Zhou Ran, I am really scared. I don't know what to do. I am afraid that he will threaten me with my parents again. I am afraid that I will have no room for resistance.】

The text message was sent.

Lin Qinghuan held her head high and forced back the tears.

She knew that her parents were eavesdropping outside the door to see if she was crying.

...

As usual, Luo Chao intercepted the message that Lin Qinghuan sent to Luo Zhouran, sent it to He Yanlang, and then took the programming book to continue studying.

He Yanlang came out of the bathroom and picked up his phone, he saw the message forwarded by Luo Chao, his eyes were instantly filled with ice and coldness.

She really would look for Luo Zhouran whenever she felt sad.

Even if they were separated, they couldn't stop missing each other.

It's really enviable.

Didn't she just look up her home address and she couldn't stand it anymore? She felt so depressed that she was suffocated and couldn't breathe. Does she know what real suffocation is?

He Yanlang thought he would make Lin Qinghuan understand.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he casually tossed his phone away. He went back to the bathroom to blow-dry his hair, took out clothes from the cloakroom and put them on, then called Lin Shen over.

Lin Shen looked surprised, "Master, where are you going again?"

He answered casually and lazily, as usual, "Lin Qinghuan's house."

"Master, what has upset you this time?" Lin Shen couldn't believe it. This was pushing others to death.

"Either shut up or get out."

Lin Shen knew what to do and shut up, not daring to say anything more.

The anger in those eyes was something he couldn't bear.

But poor little Huanhuan had to suffer a beating for no reason.

The black Maybach sped along the street again. It gets dark early in the coastal city, and it was already dark around seven o'clock.

He Yanlang was really familiar with Lin Qinghuan's house, just like going to his own home.

"Ding dong..."

"Ding dong..."

……

The doorbell rings.

Lin Qinghuan frowned. Both parents had evening self-study classes tonight and went to school. Who would come at this time?

Or maybe you forgot to bring your keys when you went out.

She stood up from the French window, left her room, turned on the lights in the living room, and walked towards the entrance.

Through the peephole, she saw He Yanlang standing at the door with one hand in his trouser pocket.

Although he had a face as handsome as an angel, Lin Qinghuan felt that he looked like Satan from hell, extremely evil.

My heart was beating wildly and my hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

This madman really showed up.

As if knowing that she was behind the door, the person outside smiled and said casually, "Open the door."

Quiet, very quiet all around.

You can hear the slightest sound.

"You don't want your parents to know about my existence, do you?"

Threat, just as Lin Qinghuan expected, using her parents to threaten her.

She was so angry that her teeth itched and she felt like her back teeth were about to be bitten off.

In an instant, all kinds of complex emotions surged.

There is a lot of anger and a lot of fear.

Lin Qinghuan didn't understand why she fell in love with such a pervert.

Is it just because of that thrilling face?

I really want to take back my heart.

She opened the door, and that pretty face was instantly magnified. People who were looking at it were reluctant to take their eyes off it, except Lin Qinghuan.

"Do you need to change your shoes?" He Yanlang spoke in the same tone as any other visitor, seeming to be unaware that Lin Qinghuan was not welcome enough to welcome him.

Or maybe they know it but just turn a blind eye to it.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Qinghuan asked viciously.

She stood at the door, preventing him from entering.

"Nothing, I just missed you." He wanted to punish her severely, to make her feel scared, suffocated, and give in. But in the end, He Yanlang himself didn't expect that his tone softened.

It's painful when I can't see her, especially when I can't see her and I'm reminded all the time that she doesn't love me at all, she hates herself, and she's still thinking about other men.

Still at a stalemate.

He Yanlang raised his wrist, and Lin Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat.

She hated the way he would raise his wrist to look at his watch, as if he was counting down the time before he could do something to her.

With each number counted, the fear deepened.

"Your mother has asked for leave from school and will be home in half an hour. Do you want me to meet my mother-in-law so early?"

He won't give up until he comes in.

Lin Qinghuan gave him a new pair of slippers and hid his shoes.

What can people do except take it into their own room.

He Yanlang entered Lin Qinghuan's room. He could tell that her parents loved her very much. It was a standard princess room, pink and white, warm, clean and tidy.

He pulled Lin Qinghuan over and kissed her long-lost lips.

She resisted.

The man was pushed against the wall, with his hands raised above his head, unable to struggle at all.

A glutton will never know how to be satisfied. After a kiss, he gives the other person half a minute to breathe, and then kisses again, passionately and lingeringly, making the other person angry and embarrassed, blushing, with a beating heart, and even tears all over the face.

He looked down at her, and became furious when he thought of the text message she sent to Luo Zhouran. He pinched her chin with his big hand, and his expression was stubborn and cold, with a hint of innocence and pity.

If it weren't for her innocence and pity, he would lose control and force his way through regardless of the consequences.

"Hate me? Then why does your heart beat so fast every time you kiss me?"

That was clearly a sign of heartbeat.

"When we were doing it, weren't you quite cooperative when it was pleasurable?"

"I resist on the surface, but in fact I feel so good every time."

Except for that time, when he was worse than a beast, he really hurt her badly.

"I didn't." Lin Qinghuan said coldly.

"Oh..." He sneered, "Really? Do you want me to describe to you what it was like when you were in ecstasy?"

"Shut up." Lin Qinghuan was angry.

He still looked at her with a smile. His calm and composed look always formed a sharp contrast with Lin Qinghuan's anger and frustration.

Those who are loved are always fearless.

He is so frivolous that he has the capital to trample on everything.

As long as he wants, as long as he wants.

Lin Qinghuan hated herself once again for falling in love with a high-handed playboy who was good at playing with people's feelings. This man was extremely perverted and a complete lunatic.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want us to reconcile." His purpose was that simple.

Reconciliation? Lin Qinghuan was very confused, when exactly would they be reconciled?

There were times when things were better. The second time, they officially established their relationship, but after just one short night, He Yanlang disappeared from the face of the earth. He was gone for a whole month without a single news, leaving her with countless longings and suspicions.

She didn't remember how she spent that month.

It's just that I never want to experience this kind of pain again in my life.

How could he act as if nothing had happened when he appeared again?

An egg didn't break when it fell on the city wall, but it broke when it fell on his face. He is really shameless!

"Okay." After hesitating for a moment, Lin Qinghuan answered with tears in her eyes.

He Yanlang was unhappy, and said with a dark face, "Are you trying to play tricks on me again?"

She did agree to it without thinking, her purpose was simple, to calm this pervert in front of her and stop him from doing anything wrong. But looking at his unreasonable attitude, it seemed that he would not let her go easily whether she agreed or not.

"Then what do you want?" Lin Qinghuan suppressed her anger and dealt with the man.

"Tell your parents about me and acknowledge my existence." He said with a shameless face and a hint of excitement in his tone. A relationship that has met the parents should be inevitable. "If you want to meet my parents, I can take you there."

He had lost his mind and was desperate. He would do anything to get Lin Qinghuan back.

He was like a little child, wanting nothing at the moment but her.

Fuck He Yanhe, fuck all the hiding, fuck all the family interests, fuck all the intrigues, fuck all the money, power and status.

No amount of money or power can fill the emptiness in my heart without Lin Qinghuan.

He is a love-brained man, a madman who will go crazy without Lin Qinghuan.

"You're dreaming!" Lin Qinghuan's words brought He Yanlang back to his original form.

All the enthusiasm in my heart was instantly extinguished by this basin of cold water.

You are dreaming.

The indifference in his eyes still makes people feel despair as always.

His face was full of hurt, and he looked completely different from the arrogant man, like a lost dog.

He kissed her madly again, and Lin Qinghuan struggled hard.

With a "bang", He Yanlang's back hit the wall.

"Baby?" Outside the room, Lin's mother knocked on the door and asked anxiously.

Lin Qinghuan didn't know when her mother came back.

She panicked and instinctively stood on tiptoe and raised her hand to cover the man's mouth, "It's okay, Mom, I accidentally kicked the chair."

Just as she finished speaking, her hand was pulled down again. He Yanlang lifted her chin, pushed her against the corner of the wall, held her waist with one hand, took advantage of the opportunity and kissed her again.

She was certain that Lin Qinghuan would not dare to resist and could only endure it silently.

I’m afraid my parents will find out, and just thinking about this situation makes me excited.