Top white, rich and beautiful, the princess is reborn and the revenge story

Zhang Yinhang hugged her too tightly, and Mei Yingying felt uncomfortable. She pushed him away, "Sir..."

Zhang Yinhang didn't move. He suddenly sobbed, "Ayue, I regret it so much. I really regret it. If our child were alive, he would be eight or nine years old now."

Mei Yingying felt her neck was wet, and Zhang Yinhang was crying.

Haha, Mei Yingying raised her head, stretched her lips towards the ceiling, and smiled silently. "Devil's tears, how hypocritical, child? You deserve to be childless."

Zhang Yinhang had cried enough, he wiped his tears. This Yang Qinnan looked especially like Mei Lingyue. Crying to her was like crying to Mei Lingyue. He felt much better after crying.

Next, it’s time to get down to business. As a man, no matter how hard a woman cries, she still needs to sleep.

"Ayue, come on, let's go to bed."

Mei Yingying smiled hurriedly, pushed Zhang Yinhang aside, and walked towards the table, "Sir, have a cup of tea first."

"Spring nights are short, what's the point of drinking tea?"

Mei Yingying quickly poured a cup and handed it to Zhang Yinhang, "Sir, you must be tired after crying for a while, have a drink."

"Need not."

This is why Mei Yingying didn't understand Zhang Yinhang. After becoming an official, he was very cautious when he was outside and didn't eat or drink anything.

Don’t eat or drink anything that you don’t know the source of, haven’t seen with your own eyes, or has passed through other people’s hands.

He was occasionally laughed at by his colleagues for being as meticulous as a woman, but Zhang Yinhang didn't care at all. Saving his own life was the most important thing.

Mei Yingying wanted to persuade him again, but Zhang Yinhang swept the cup to the ground. Sparks of desire ignited in his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his temperament changed drastically.

He looked like a sad and affectionate man the moment before, but now he looked like a despicable lecher.

He lost his patience and picked up Mei Yingying and walked towards the bed. Mei Yingying screamed, "Ah! Let me go!"

"Shh, Ayue, stop shouting."

Mei Yingying was really scared. She wondered what was the difference between Zhang Yinhang and those soldiers in the official prostitute camp. She struggled to jump down.

This really annoyed Zhang Yinhang. He had been patiently coaxing her for so long, but what was wrong with this woman? She looked like Ah Yue, but her personality was not gentle or shy at all. Why was she screaming?

The violent factor in his body was aroused. Damn it, it was annoying enough to coax that woman from the Qiao family in the mansion, and now he had to coax this bought woman outside!

Qiao's father was the Minister of Rites, so he had to coax her, but what right did this woman have? She bought herself!

Zhang Yinhang threw Mei Yingying onto the bed with great force. With a loud "bang", Mei Yingying's pelvis hit the bed board. She covered her waist and curled up. It was so painful that she got a stitch in the side.

Zhang Yinhang, however, had no sympathy at all. Mei Lingyue's play had ended, and now it was Yang Qinnan's turn.

He grabbed Mei Yingying's hair, messing up her delicate bun, and broke the broken bead chain, sending it flying everywhere.

Mei Yingying's fright increased again, and she screamed even louder, "Ah——!"

"Snapped!"

Zhang Yinhang slapped her in the face, then grabbed her neck, glared at her, and said viciously,

"Why are you yelling? I called you Ah Yue twice, and you thought you were really Ah Yue! You stinky bitch, I bought you here to serve me, not for me to serve you!"

Mei Yingying was speechless. She cursed in her heart. Zhang Yinhang was really fickle. He had just hugged her and cried, and now he wanted to kill her. He must be sick! He really was sick!

"woo woo woo woo!"

Mei Yingying wanted to speak, but she couldn't, so she could only look at Zhang Yinhang with tears in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yinhang slapped her again and cursed, "Qiao! I've wanted to beat you up for a long time. Don't you just have a good father? Look at how arrogant you are! When your father loses his job, I'll see how arrogant you can still be!"

Mei Yingying was confused. Who is Qiao?

Qiao was Zhang Yinhang's wife. Her father was the Minister of Rites. She looked gentle and virtuous on the outside, but in fact she was an extremely jealous tigress. She suppressed Zhang Yinhang in the mansion so that he dared not have any unfaithful thoughts.

Mei Yingying struggled, but Zhang Yinhang seemed to have found pleasure in it. He held her neck tightly and did not move. He began to list all the evil things that Qiao had done. It looked like he would not be able to finish for a while.

He thinks she is Mrs. Qiao. This guy must be crazy.

Mei Yingying kicked her legs desperately, trying to break free, but the strength difference between men and women was too great. Her small body was like a little chicken in Zhang Yinhang's hands, and Zhang Yinhang could pin her down with one hand.

Mei Yingying tried desperately to learn the skills that Fan Shiyi Niang taught her, including charm, assassination techniques, ways to get along with people, and tricks of deceiving.

But none of them were useful. Under Zhang Yinhang's strength, they were useless.

She wanted to use her charm, but her hair was disheveled and she looked like a madman, so she couldn't charm Zhang Yinhang at all.

There is one last trick: play the victim, the more miserable the better.

Mei Yingying was lying on the bed. Zhang Yinhang had his back to the door and couldn't see under the bed, so he couldn't see a brown figure crawling out from under the bed slowly.

It was Mrs. Ding. She was listening under the bed and was terrified. She was afraid that Mei Yingying was dead, so she wanted to crawl out quietly to save her.

She looked at Mei Yingying, and Mei Yingying shook her head slightly. It was not the last moment yet. She wanted to try again. She wanted to take revenge with her own hands.

Mrs. Ding understood what she meant. She retreated under the bed, holding the kitchen knife in her hand, ready at all times.

Play the victim.

Mei Yingying stopped moving, as if she was dead, with her eyes tightly closed. Tears fell from her eyes in big drops, and her thin shoulders were shaking. She looked extremely pitiful.

Zhang Yinhang was a little confused. What was going on? Shouldn't he be shouting and begging for mercy?

He hesitated and let go of his hand, and Mei Yingying's neck was freed. She took a few breaths, covered her face, and sobbed loudly.

Thinking of her beheaded father and brother, and her elder sister and mother who died with hatred, Mei Yingying could no longer suppress her grief, which all burst out and drowned her.

Zhang Yinhang regained his senses and remembered again that this was Yang Qinnan, not Qiao. He was having too much fun just now and mistook Yang Qinnan for Qiao and beat and scolded her, which probably scared her.

Zhang Yinhang regained his elegant demeanor and said gently, "Don't cry, it's all my fault."

Mei Yingying ignored him. Zhang Yinhang hugged Mei Yingying's shoulders, leaned close to her face, and said with a smile, "Don't cry, you're crying like a little wild cat."

Mei Yingying cursed in her heart, how many souls are living in this person's body? Why is he like this one moment and like that the next?

"grown ups......"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Zhang Yinhang looked at Mei Yingying's face greedily. Her tearful look was so much like Mei Lingyue.

"Come here for a moment, I want to talk to you."

"it is good."

Zhang Yinhang came over lovingly and put his ear close to Mei Yingying's mouth.

Mei Yingying looked at his profile and became furious in her heart. This is the moment!

She took off the gilded tortoise-shell hairpin on her head. The head of the hairpin was made of tortoise-shell, and the hairpin was half a foot long, made of silver and copper. The tip was sharpened to a point, and it looked extremely sharp.

Hatred suddenly appeared in Mei Yingying's eyes, and she inserted the hairpin into Zhang Yinhang's ear!

Zhang Yinhang was in so much pain that he lost his voice. He opened his mouth wide to scream, but it was too painful. His ears were about to go deaf and his brain was about to be crushed. A feeling of nausea came over him.

He pushed Mei Yingying aside and yelled, "Bitch! You're looking for death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old woman jumped out from under the bed with a kitchen knife in her hand. In front of Zhang Yinhang's stunned eyes, she threw Zhang Yinhang onto the bed and blocked his mouth with a hand towel.