Hiding her pregnancy and divorce, she stopped licking and the general panicked

Zhou's heart trembled. She didn't expect that what was coming would come.

"Jiaojiao, get up quickly, the ground is cold."

Zhou choked up. She didn't blame Su Yujiao at all for wanting a divorce. She just felt sorry for her miserable life and not meeting a good man.

Su Yujiao shook her head and insisted on kneeling on the ground.

"Mom, please allow me to divorce him."

"I don't want to endure this kind of life for another day."

"It is my unfilial daughter-in-law. Please help me, mother." The woman said, burying her head in the snow and refusing to get up.

Zhou couldn't pull her away, so she could only squat in the snow, persisting and trying to persuade her.

How could she nod so easily? Her son didn't understand love, so how could she not understand it?

This silly boy has fallen in love with someone and doesn't even realize it. Otherwise, how could someone with such a proud personality be willing to kneel here and be laughed at by others?

In terms of martial arts, who here can compare with him?

Ultimately, he knew he was in the wrong and was willing to accept punishment.

If he doesn't want to be punished, he can just leave. Who dares to stop him?

Just like now, Lu Ziqian stood up and carried the woman back to the room by the waist.

"Seventh Brother, you bastard, stop right there."

"Put him down!"

"Jiaojiao is still injured."

Zhou couldn't stop him at all and was locked outside the door. No matter how she beat him, it was useless.

Lu Ziqian put her on the bed, and his movements were gentle considering her injuries.

Su Yujiao's face flushed red. He was just a rude, overbearing and unreasonable bastard.

Seeing her struggle and her wound bleeding again, the man roared, "Don't move. Don't you want to live?"

"Yes, I just don't want to live anymore. Do you dare to kill me?!"

Su Yujiao's eyes were red and swollen, and she also roared angrily. Her voice was not as deep as his, but sharp and piercing, and trembling.

Zhou's anxious scolding rang out from outside the door: "You bastard, if you dare to touch Jiaojiao, I will break your legs!!"

Lu Ziqian tugged at his collar in annoyance, his face turning ashen with anger. He pursed his lips and said nothing, but his hands were unbuckling his belt.

Su Yujiao's eyes flashed with panic, and her body involuntarily dodged backwards: "You...what do you want to do?"

"You want to hit me?"

The man looked at her frightened little face and almost laughed out of anger: "When did I hit you?"

"Except for the last time when I put on an act for the clan, the one who was injured was my own hand. Do you have any heart?"

He seemed aggrieved and waved his hand in front of her eyes, with the scar on his palm still so obvious.

Su Yujiao stared at the scar in a daze.

Taking advantage of her distraction, Lu Ziqian wrapped her hands with his belt. By the time Su Yujiao reacted and wanted to resist, it had already been wrapped around her twice and she couldn't break free easily.

"Lu Ziqian, you bastard, let me go!"

"What do you want to do?"

He seemed to be very fond of this kind of evil taste. He liked to see her being ravaged under him until she cried and begged for mercy.

In the past, she would try her best to cooperate and even thought it was a part of marital interest.

But now, she only feels shame!!

The man sneered: "You are really a playboy at heart. Even at this time, you are still thinking about that kind of thing?"

"What do you think I want to do?"

"Tie you up and fuck you hard?"

The woman's face turned red. This bastard was actually making fun of her.

Lu Ziqian tied her hands and feet to the head of the bed, looked at her shy and angry little face, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his rough fingertips.

"Why have you been crying more and more recently?"

As he was taking off the woman's clothes, he whispered, "Enough of the noise, just be quiet for a while."

"Don't touch me, what do you want to do?" Su Yujiao was almost driven crazy by him.

Lu Ziqian smiled helplessly, deliberately leaning down, and slowly rubbing his lips against hers: "What do you want me to do...hmm?"

His voice is very nice, with a naturally sensual hoarseness and magnetism.

All the coldness and indifference disappeared from his face, and the look in his eyes as he looked at her was unspeakably gentle.

Su Yujiao looked at the handsome man who appeared in front of her. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his hair was cut like a knife. His deep and smiling eyebrows were like an ink painting. He was cold and handsome, which made people blush and their hearts beat fast.

He usually looks cool and handsome, but now he looks serious, elegant, noble, and gentle like jade, which makes him even more attractive.

The action at this time was too ambiguous. Su Yujiao turned her face away, but her heart was shamefully moved.

Lu Ziqian stared at her red ears and pecked her blushing face a few times with satisfaction.

He is not the leader of the Four Young Masters of the capital for nothing. He is absolutely confident in his appearance!

He knew how to win her heart and all the little details that women cared about.

In the past, he just didn't want to do it.

Since she enjoys being cared for and pampered, then let her have her way.

The man gently applied medicine to her and covered her with a blanket.

"How long are you going to keep me tied up?"

He said, "When you're healed, tie me up and let you do whatever you want to me, and vent all your anger and grievances on me."

Su Yujiao was silent. She could feel his change.

Unfortunately, her inner resolve will not be easily shaken.

"I'm tired, please go out."

"Rest if you're tired. I'll wait until you fall asleep before leaving."

Su Yujiao ignored him until her breathing became even, then Lu Ziqian gently untied her rope.

He had no intention of keeping her tied up, especially since she was injured.

She was tied up just now because she struggled too hard, which was not conducive to her recovery.

When Lu Ziqian went out, Zhou was still standing at the door. When she saw him come out, she punched him hard several times.

"Mom, I finally managed to coax him to sleep, please be quiet."

Zhou immediately fell silent, twisted his ear, pulled him away and started scolding him.

"Mom, go to bed. I can handle it."

"I know. Just be nicer to her next time."

Zhou thought of the wound on his back: "Your injury?"

"It's out of the way."

"Let Mo Shu help you apply the medicine."

"Ah."

After applying the medicine, he did not sleep, but asked Mo Hua to pull the cook out of the quilt.

The cook yawned and cursed, saying that she wouldn't let people sleep in the middle of the night and that she might give birth to a son without an anus.

The cook didn't look happy when she saw Lu Ziqian. She was not afraid of losing her job. After all, she was a good cook and many people were willing to hire her.

Lu Ziqian looked at the cook's sour face and threw a big ingot at her.

The cook curled her lips, her expression much better: "General, what are your orders?"

"Do you know how to make the healthy porridge that the young lady usually cooks?"

When the cook heard this, she suddenly felt that the silver ingots in her hand were no longer tasty.

She really wanted to earn this money, but she would rather not earn it than have to stay up late in the winter and sit by the stove to cook such troublesome porridge.

"Of course I can, but it's too time-consuming. General, please let the young lady cook for you."

"The young lady is happy to serve you, and... she won't charge any money." The cook said as she placed the silver ingot on the stove.

"stop."

The cook turned around and a shiny gold ingot hit her. Fortunately, she dodged in time, otherwise it would have hit her head and caused a bump.