Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Chen Jiayi took a deep breath.

This is what home feels like.

This is her home, the battlefield she must defend; here are the people she loves deeply, and no one can drive her away from here.

Not even death!

When Ou Jiabao woke up, he found that Xueli was gone.

Chen Jiayi sat grimly at the head of the bed, a chill emanating from her body, her bloodshot eyes staring at him intently without blinking. He suddenly felt his scalp tingle, and a chill ran up his tailbone into his heart.

No sleepiness at all.

"You, what are you doing here?" Ou Jiabao's voice was a little dry.

——Didn’t we agree that no one is allowed to open the door for her?

"How did you get in here...where's Shirley?"

"She's gone," Chen Jiayi's voice was equally hoarse. She hadn't even had a sip of water since last night. Her throat was burning.

"Gone?" Ou Jiabao had a bad feeling and sat up from the bed with a high voice:

"Where did she go? H-How did you know?"

"She said so herself. She said she was going to buy breakfast for you and mom."

Chen Jiayi's tone became lighter, and there was something almost innocent in her tone:

"She gave me the key to the house."

"I know, it must be because you, my husband, feel sorry for me that you asked her to give me the key, right?"

"you you……"

Ou Jiabao was about to retort, but stopped himself for some reason. He felt that Chen Jiayi's current state was a little strange, and subconsciously didn't want to argue with her at this time.

He rolled over and got out of bed, put on his clothes, and walked outside. He had to look for Shirley.

Chen Jiayi followed Ou Jiabao's every move intently.

It was not until she heard the sound of a door closing in the living room that she grinned and laughed foolishly.

Then he took off his clothes layer by layer and climbed into bed.

I crawled into the bed where Ou Jiabao had just slept and wrapped the quilt tightly around myself - it was so warm!

Really happy.

The quilt is full and rich with the scent left by Brother Jiabao!

Ou Jiabao walked around outside several times, searching all the nearby breakfast places, but couldn't find Xueli. He hurried back home, only to find that Xueli hadn't returned at all.

I was suddenly panicked.

"Mom, Mom, do you know where Shirley went?"

Chen Fang also felt something was wrong at this time.

The two exchanged situations.

"How come someone who never buys breakfast is so diligent today?"

Chen Fang was suspicious: "Why hasn't she come back in such a long time... Jiabao, could that woman have run away with the money?!"

The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. She slapped her thigh and wailed:

"Oh, my eldest grandson,"

"Oh my goodness, my hundred thousand dollars! This damn bitch...?"

Ou Jiabao had a gloomy face:

"No. Xueli is not that kind of woman. She only has me in her heart. Mom, don't talk nonsense!"

Xueli had been with him in her past life, and they had lived in love for half their lives. Although she looked flamboyant on the outside, she was actually a dependent little woman at heart. How could he not understand her?

By the way, Chen Jiayi!

It must be Chen Jiayi who is causing trouble again, which is why Xueli disappeared.

Wasn't Chen Jiayi the one who planned Xueli's death in her previous life? What's more, Chen Jiayi was holding Xueli's key in his hand. He had given it to Xueli personally, so how could he not recognize it?

This vicious woman, this poisonous snake!

He shouldn't have been soft-hearted towards her again and again. Now he has hurt Xueli and his two children again.

Thinking of this, Ou Jiabao could no longer hold back, and the blood in his body rushed to his head. He rushed into the house and pulled Chen Jiayi, who was sleeping soundly, out of the bed.

Chen Jiayi was locked outside the door last night, didn't sleep all night, and was frozen to death.

She crawled into the warm bed and drifted off to sleep. Soon, she developed a high fever and began to shiver as she slept. She was in a semi-comatose state, unaware of any noise outside.

At this moment, Ou Jiabao roughly pulled her out of the bed, leaving her naked. The cold wind blew on her, and she was still a little dazed.

His voice was hoarse and he said in a daze:

"Honey, what's wrong? I want to sleep. I'm so sleepy..."

"You want to sleep?"

Ou Jiabao rolled up his sleeves and laughed grimly:

"You're dreaming! You've harmed Shirley, killed my son and daughter, and you still want to sleep..."

As he spoke, slaps and punches rained down on Chen Jiayi:

"You bitch, ugly, ungrateful bastard, I'll let you sleep, I'll let you sleep well!"

"Ahhhhh it hurts, it hurts, husband, please stop hitting me. I was wrong..."

Chen Jiayi's brain was slow to react, but her mouth was even faster, and she begged for mercy out of habit.

In a daze, she felt that the strength with which Ou Jiabao hit her this time was different from before. There seemed to be murderous intent in his fists and feet, and she felt a little panicked.

Unfortunately, Ou Jiabao had accumulated too much resentment and was already murderous, and this time he was really going after her life.

Hearing her plea for mercy, he didn't reduce his strength at all, but beat her even harder.

He felt unsatisfied after beating her, so he picked up an iron mop from the kitchen and hit Chen Jiayi, who was already lying on the ground, in the face and body.

After hitting her several times, he felt a little bored seeing that Chen Jiayi didn't move at all.

With bloodshot eyes and a cold smile:

"Oh, you dare to play dead with me?"

He threw away the mop, picked up a metal folding chair from the corner, and continued to smash Chen Jiayi's legs, hips, lower abdomen, and body:

"Tell me, where did you take Shirley?

"How did Shirley's keys end up in your hands?"

"...You vicious woman, you are a troublemaker. I let you play dead, I let you play dead!"

The folding chair fell on Chen Jiayi again and again, and a few of them seemed to hit her head. But Chen Jiayi did not move or make a sound.

Blood gradually seeped out from under the head.

Chen Fang next door finally felt something was wrong. She seemed to have not heard Chen Jiayi's voice for a long time. She couldn't let her son really beat someone to death.

He quickly put on his clothes and came over to take a look, exclaiming, "Blood, there's blood..."

Ou Jiabao was like a mad beast, venting his resentment wantonly. He didn't care at all when he heard the words and continued to commit violence.

Chen Fang rushed over and grabbed his arm:

"Jiabao, stop it, stop it now, if someone gets killed again... Do you want to go to jail, huh?!"

The chair, lifted high and ready to fall with the force of thunder, was aimed at Chen Jiayi's head. After hearing Chen Fang's words, he hesitated for a moment.

Reason gradually returned.

Ou Jiabao turned his head, put down his chair, and said in a daze:

"Mom...I think I hurt someone..."

Chen Fang looked at Chen Jiayi lying motionless on the ground, her head buzzing.

He squatted down, stretched his trembling hand under Chen Jiayi's nose for a long time, and then sat down on the ground in fear:

"What a sin, son! Hurry up and call 120, or someone will die..."