The obedient girl glances up, and the tyrannical tycoon kneels down to pamper her.

Luo Huai, who had been looking down, suddenly looked up.

Pei Yuanzhou was speechless for a moment.

“No wonder,” Xing Yanzhao said. “You’d only be willing to trade her if you didn’t like her.”

"Enough!" Pei Yuanzhou swung his fist at him.

The fight that didn't happen on the wedding stage ended up in the hotel corridor.

Almost instantly, Xing Yanzhao reached out and accurately grabbed Pei Yuanzhou's neck, pinning him to the wall with a thud, rendering him unable to move.

When he used it, his right fist, wrapped in gauze, slammed into Pei Yuanzhou's temple.

No need to hit them.

In the blink of an eye, the outcome was decided.

Pei Yuanzhou's eyes widened, filled with both surprise and fear.

The opponent was not only strong, but also highly skilled.

I am no match for him at all.

"President Pei, if you don't want your brains to be splattered out, you'd better tone it down." Xing Yanzhao not only suppressed the other's aura, but also their height.

Luo Huai was also frightened.

The door to the suite next door opened.

Xing Zhengyu and Pei Youyou came out after hearing the commotion and saw their older brother being pinned against the wall. They were both shocked.

However, Pei Youyou still stepped forward to break up the fight.

"What are you doing! Xing Yanzhao, why did you hit my brother!"

Before Pei Youyou's hand could even touch Xing Yanzhao, the man turned around with a fierce look, his gaze as sharp as an ice blade cutting through the wind.

Pei Youyou's heart skipped a beat.

My whole body was frozen.

They retreated timidly.

"Brother, let's talk this out." Xing Zhengyu stepped forward, put his hand on Xing Yanzhao's shoulder, but unexpectedly kicked him in the knee.

"Hiss!" Xing Zhengyu almost knelt down.

"Brother Zhengyu!" Pei rushed over to help him. One was her own brother, and the other was her husband, both of whom were being punished and bullied by Xing Yanzhao. She was both scared and angry.

He turned and poured the fire onto Luo Huai.

"What are you standing there for! Go and pull them apart! It's all because of you! If it weren't for you, my brother wouldn't have fought with Xing Yanzhao. You jinx!"

"Nothing good ever happens when you're around!"

Pei Youyou was about to push Luo Huai when Xing Zhengyu quickly grabbed her hand.

None of them could control Xing Yanzhao, who was as fierce as a tiger.

"Try touching her." Xing Yanzhao forcefully shook off Pei Yuanzhou, who was like a chick in his hand, and pulled Luo Huai behind him to protect her.

Pei Yuanzhou, who had fallen to the ground, coughed a few times and shouted at his sister in a hoarse voice.

Pei Youyou hurriedly went to help the person.

"Brother, how are you?"

"It's alright, Youyou, don't be impulsive." Pei Yuanzhou also protected his younger sister, glancing at the frightened Luo Huai from time to time, with glistening tears on her eyelids.

It fell off in the blink of an eye.

Pei Yuanzhou immediately felt sorry for her: "Xiao Huai, I'm fine, don't cry."

"Brother, why are you bothering with her? She has someone to take care of her now, she doesn't need you!" Pei Youyou angrily shook off his arm and turned to Xing Zhengyu's arms.

Xing Zhengyu's knees were aching slightly.

"Big brother, you scared your sister-in-law."

That statement was indeed effective.

Xing Yanzhao's fierce aura had subsided considerably.

He turned around and saw the little girl looking timid. He lowered his voice and said, "I didn't scare you."

“No,” Luo Huai shook his head.

Tears streamed down her face.

She thought her heart was completely dead, but she never expected to be whipped to death by the words "you only dare to part with something you don't like."

Pei Youyou scolded, "You still have the nerve to cry! Stop pretending to be pitiful."

"Have you cried less?" Luo Huai said, her eyes red with anger. "You're the one who cries whenever things don't go your way, and you're the one who has the least right to say that."

She walked away.

Xing Yanzhao pointed at the three of them, as if to say, "You just wait."

He lifted his foot and followed closely behind.

Luo Huai walked faster and faster, and her tears fell more and more heavily.

Xing Yanzhao reached out to grab him, but was shoved away.

She's throwing a tantrum.

Without saying a word, he picked the person up again, hooked his foot, and slammed the door shut.

"Put me down!" Luo Huai nestled in his arms, unable to break free.

"If you move again, believe me, I'll take you down right now."

Luo Huai immediately became as still as a quail.

I was so scared that I didn't dare shed a tear.

He immediately covered his chest with both hands, his fingers intertwined tightly.

Nervous and fearful.

Weak and helpless.

Xing Yanzhao carried the person into the master bedroom.

Everywhere you look, there are red double happiness symbols and bright red wedding quilts.

He switched to holding the person with one arm, and used the other hand to lift the blanket and throw the person inside.

She got angry at the thought that Luo Huai was crying because of Pei Yuanzhou.

The large, soft bed sank in.

The locust tree lay there, pitifully small.

She stared blankly at the crystal chandelier hanging on the ceiling for a while. The warm yellow light was not dazzling. Tears silently streamed down her face, as if they never tired.

The hands that were entwined around his chest gradually loosened.

It's as if they've resigned themselves to their fate.

She slowly closed her eyes.

Xing Yanzhao stood by the bed, saying nothing.

After a long while, a snapping sound rang out in the air.

He skillfully lit a cigarette, leaned against the door, and puffed away.

The faint smell of smoke mixed with the effects of alcohol lulled Luo Huai into a hazy sleep.

Once he was sure the person in bed was asleep, Xing Yanzhao stepped closer, looked down at her for a while, pulled the blanket over her, and then turned and left.

In a daze, Luo Huai heard the door close.

She had a dream that the day her parents had the car accident was also a sunny day. Two cars collided on the overpass, rear-ending their car.

Mom hugged her, and Dad hugged both of them.

Her father died on the spot, and her mother died despite all efforts to save her. Only she survived unharmed.

The police investigation found no conspiracy theories; it was purely an undeserved disaster.

Luo Huai was sobbing in her dream. The moment she cried out loud, it was as if she was escaping from the dream. She heard the sound of a door opening and things being put down.

very light.

At times like these, a little noise around you can actually make you feel at ease.

She turned over and drifted off to sleep again.

This time, she dreamt that Pei Yuanzhou asked her to marry in place of Pei Youyou. She was forced to wear a bright red wedding dress, put on a bridal sedan chair, and was escorted up a mountain with music and fanfare.

The person who lifted her veil was tall and burly, with a blue face and fangs.

"!!!" Luo Huai suddenly opened his eyes, breathing rapidly.

She sat up, and instantly felt a splitting headache.

It felt like there was a lead ball in her head, constantly pulling it down.

The room was dimly lit; the crystal chandelier that had been on before I fell asleep was now off, and only a small table lamp was lit next to the sofa, with four thermos cups underneath it.

Each cup had a note stuck on it, attached with transparent tape. The notes were crumpled and crooked, clearly the work of a clumsy person.

Its advantage lies in its large and attractive font.

She could see at a glance that, from left to right, were: lightly salted water, yogurt, orange juice, and honey water.

Both are for sobering up.

Luo Huai got up, rubbing his temples as he went over. He subconsciously reached for the honey water, but pulled his fingers back just before touching it.

Honey water is what Pei Yuanzhou loves to drink.

She doesn't like things that are too sweet, and prefers the smell of orange and grapefruit peels.

Luo Huai ultimately chose orange juice, which contains dried tangerine peel and has a more mellow and fragrant flavor.

He gulped down the whole cup.

Perhaps it was psychological, but she felt a little lightheaded.

I want to drink more.

The dried tangerine peel is still there; go outside and add some water.

Luo Huai, holding a thermos, slowly walked out in white slippers. Opening the door, there was a corridor and an entrance hall, with the living room just ahead.

The living room was also lit by a dim, yellowish light source.

Brother Zhao?

She followed the light source and turned slightly when she reached the living room. By the light of the table lamp, she could see the man sitting on the sofa, who was also facing away from her.

With her sleeves rolled up high, her long legs spread wide, one long arm stretched out on the sofa, and the other hand hanging down.

just……

In the silence, there were faint, low breaths.