When they met again, the boss' eyes turned red, kissed her and said sweet words to her

Aunt Zhang left in a hurry that day and forgot the clay pot she had used for more than 20 years in the kitchen.

How could that good partner who accompanied her in stewing duck, chicken and pig's trotters be left in Pei's house to spend the rest of his life alone with a scumbag man?

During lunch break, Aunt Zhang sneaked back to Pei's house to get the casserole.

After successfully obtaining the clay pot, she thought of the box of old paintings again, blaming herself for not being willing to burn them. So she secretly went upstairs, struck a match and threw it into the wooden box...

Seeing that most of the paintings in the wooden box were burned, someone came up to put out the fire immediately. She ran downstairs and ran away, but was blocked at the door by Pei Muchuan and his men.

Damn it! She felt like a hero in a TV drama who had been ambushed by a villain!

It turned out that she was right.

The bad news is that the half box of paintings she burned were not painted by Ye Qingrou at all. The even worse news is that she burned famous paintings worth tens of millions...

Pei Muchuan had anticipated her movements since she came home to steal the pot, and he had deliberately switched the painting...

The scumbag man is scumbag, crazy and cunning!

Aunt Zhang gnashed her teeth together as she told Ye Qingrou, "He spent tens of millions, hundreds of millions of dollars just to see you. It's like he's gone mad and wants to die..."

Ye Qingrou understood the whole story and looked at Pei Muchuan calmly: "You make the conditions."

Meeting her piercing cold gaze, Pei Muchuan spoke with a hoarse voice, sounding extremely tired: "Come with me to a place, and I will release her."

"Qingrou, don't go." Aunt Zhang said firmly, "So what if I go to jail? I'm not afraid at all."

Her husband passed away early, and Ye Qingrou arranged for her parents to live in the best nursing home. She also paid for her daughter to study abroad.

She has nothing to worry about now. She and Ye Qingrou have been like family for decades, and she absolutely does not want to be a handle for Ye Qingrou to be used by a scumbag man.

"I will compensate you double for the loss caused by burning the paintings," said Ye Qingrou.

Pei Muchuan was very generous with money, and he would transfer money into her account from time to time. She had checked with a lawyer and a financial officer a few days ago, and found that her net worth had already reached tens of billions.

"Or I'll give you all my assets and leave with nothing."

Anyway, it will be given to my son in the end.

Pei Muchuan's bloodshot eyes stared at her gloomily. "Then I'll give you all my assets and we won't get a divorce, okay?"

Ye Qingrou frowned and turned away.

Pei Muchuan's voice was hoarse and deep: "I don't accept compensation. You come with me somewhere, otherwise she will be considered trespassing in a prestigious house. This amount is enough to keep her in jail until she dies."

Ye Qingrou frowned and clenched the bag in her hand.

"I... I'm mentally ill!" Aunt Zhang shouted, "Qingrou, please find a doctor to diagnose me. My mental illness has been getting worse recently, which is why I couldn't control myself and set the fire..."

Ye Qingrou pursed her lips and looked at her with a mixture of laughter and tears.

"Whether to go or not, you know my style." Pei Muchuan said expressionlessly.

He's not kidding.

He is just like that, always strong and domineering.

Ye Qingrou knew she couldn't outlast him: "Let's go."

No matter what, he is the father of her son and there is no way he would eat her.

As soon as she nodded, Pei Muchuan stood up from the sofa, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her out the door.

Aunt Zhang behind him exerted all her strength, and the two bodyguards were almost thrown away. The other two bodyguards came up together, and the four bodyguards were panting and finally held the man down...

The black Bentley sped along.

Drove into a luxurious landscape manor in the north of the city.

The car did not drive into the garage, but rushed directly into the lawn outside Shanshui Manor, knocking down several potted plants on the lawn before braking.

Several bodyguards in black rushed over in panic to stop the people.

"roll!"

Pei Muchuan lowered the car window and took a sidelong glance, and they quickly backed away.

Pei Muchuan got out of the driver's seat, opened the passenger door, and unbuckled Ye Qingrou's seat belt.

Ye Qingrou glanced at the elegant and luxurious Chinese-style villa in front of her, and her expression couldn't help but turn cold: "Why did you bring me here? I have no interest in visiting your distinguished father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"My father-in-law and mother-in-law are in the underworld with my mother and her family." Pei Muchuan put his arm between her legs and carried her out of the car. He asked her coldly, "Do you think this place looks like the underworld?"

"..."

Ye Qingrou didn't understand.

She really felt that his mental state was worrying.

This mountain and water manor was clearly chosen by him personally as a gift to Cheng Yu's parents for their retirement.

Pei Muchuan carried her sideways as he walked.

Ye Qingrou struggled to get down, and as the two of them struggled, a sharp voice rang out.

"Muchuan, why did you bring this woman here?"

Ye Qingrou looked in the direction she was going, and saw an old lady with fashionable curly hair and elegant attire coming out of the villa. She stared at her with a mean look on her face: "You, the murderer who killed my daughter, actually have the nerve to come to my door..."

An old man with gray hair but good spirits followed her out, looking at her with dissatisfaction and hostility.

Cheng Yu's parents...

After marrying Pei Muchuan and giving birth to a child, Ye Qingrou was often alone in the huge villa. Pei Muchuan often stayed out all night, and gossips about him and other women were spread outside.

She, Mrs. Pei, became a joke because she married into the Pei family with the help of her unborn child.

Her only consolation was her loving mother-in-law, who treated her like her own daughter. Her mother-in-law would often scold Pei Muchuan, but Pei Muchuan would outwardly agree, but behind the scenes, he continued to do as he pleased. She was afraid her mother-in-law would be upset, so she never complained.

At first, Pei Muchuan hated her, but as time went by, the two of them would occasionally speak politely to each other.

In their fifth year of marriage, her mother-in-law fell critically ill, and she was most worried about her and Jing Mo. She secretly went up the mountain to pray for Jing Mo's safety, and with her last breath, she summoned Pei Muchuan to the ancestral hall and made him swear to change his mind and live a good life with Qingrou.

Pei Muchuan was still filial and agreed to the old lady's last wish.

After that, Pei Muchuan would return home after finishing his work at the company and move back into the master bedroom with Ye Qingrou. They began to have a sexual life together. At first, he seemed to be just fulfilling his husband's duties, doing it only twice a week. Later, for some reason, he became more and more enthusiastic about pestering her, using a variety of methods and being extremely energetic.

However, all his passion for her was limited to bed.

After getting out of bed and living under the same roof, he and she were still like strangers, so distant that they could barely exchange a few words.

Pei Muchuan was adept at handling his indifference towards her during the day and his extreme intimacy with her at night.

She went from being timid at first to gradually becoming addicted and unable to control herself.

The man she fell in love with at first sight, the man who was etched in her mind, who had held her tightly and given her bone-melting pleasure on countless nights, breathing in her ear, calling her "Rou Rou" repeatedly in his charming, sexy, hoarse voice, revealing his most decadent and dissolute side to her...

No girl can resist.

She loved the man's deep, beautiful eyes, which stared at her with such pitch-black sharpness that her heart felt like it was about to burst. She also loved the way his eyes turned red after he indulged himself to the extreme, the sexy and blurred look on his face, unable to control himself...

They spent the next ten years in the contrast between alienation and extreme intimacy.

Those ten years became the most peaceful days in this marriage.

Ye Qingrou even felt sweet. If she could continue to live with him like this, she would not dare to ask for too much. She was willing.

Moreover, she could feel that Pei Muchuan treated her more and more differently.

Sometimes he would stare at her inadvertently with an ambiguous look, which made her feel that he liked her as well...

It turns out that was an illusion.

On their wedding anniversary, she mustered up the courage to show him the pictures she had secretly drawn for him, hoping he would understand her feelings.