Back home, Song Zhe sat on the sofa, lying on his back, looking at the ceiling, why the casino would not let him in, the first name in his mind is Zheng Qingqing.
For such a long time, he must be depressed, and then try not to let him block it! It must be so. When the seeds of doubt are planted, it will only take a moment for them to take root
Zheng Qingqing rubs her eyebrows and works all day. She is really tired and confused. Of course, work is easy for her. It really gives her a headache to think about her family.
However, it is not always possible to stay at home. The comments of relatives around the neighborhood are much more terrifying.
As soon as Zheng Qingqing opened the door, she saw a man rushing over. This posture really scared her. Now Zheng Qingqing has lost her high self-esteem at that time, and she is afraid of being beaten. Seeing Song Zhe, she feels afraid.
"You What are you doing... " Zheng Qingqing frowned at Song Zhe, and the tension in his heart was self-evident.
Song Zhe sneered and grabbed her clothes. "Do you have the face to ask me? Did you do something? Why don't the casinos accept me now? "
As soon as Zheng Qingqing heard this, his head was running at a high speed, and soon he thought of a possibility. Zheng Ting must be facing him, otherwise he would not be able to stop him.
When I think of this in my heart, I feel that I have a backer and feel more comfortable. Song Zhe now treats Zheng Qingqing with all kinds of humiliation and abuse. Even so, when I think about Zheng Ting's help, I'm still happy.
After Song Zhe was tired and fell asleep, Zheng Qingqing took the medicine carefully for herself. She still cherished her life, because in his eyes, she knew clearly that nothing was impossible as long as she was alive.
The pain on her body is also a wake-up call. She should be smart in her future work. She is really smart and confused for a while. I don't know how she married Song Zhe at the beginning.
Zheng Qingqing goes out to work during the day. Even if Song Zhe can't go to the casino, he still doesn't intend to go to work. He drinks when he's free, and then finds a group of friends to play cards. Naturally, it's money to play cards.
It's just the difference between being in a casino and not being in a casino. Song Zhe's luck and luck are pretty good. Generally, he can't lose much in a game, but he can win hundreds.
Zheng Qingqing didn't open the door. He saw the smoke in front of him. The smell of smoke filled the living room. He couldn't help coughing. Several men gathered on the table and were playing cards.
Song Zhe takes a look at Zheng Qingqing who comes back. He doesn't say anything. He even ignores her directly. Zheng Qingqing is happy and goes back to her room to sleep.
It's rare for him to enjoy such peace. No matter what happened to Song Zhe in the future, since Zheng Ting is willing to help him this time, it shows that he is still thinking about his sister and brother.
This shows that divorce is also possible. Song Zhe is lawless in front of him, but he is good in front of Zheng ting. Like a child, he can do whatever he wants to do. So with Zheng Ting's help, everything will be fine.
It's rare for Zheng Qingqing to sleep so sweetly, but after a while, he was caught by a hand. Zheng Qingqing had a dissatisfied look.
Song Zhe pulled off his tie and began to take off his clothes.
"What are you doing?" Zheng Qingqing's brows are locked, and she doesn't want to have any more skin ties with Song Zhe.
Song Zhe sneered and tore Zheng Qingqing's silk pajamas apart. "What? What's wrong with my wife? "
Zheng Qingqing clenched her lower lip tightly, and a sense of humiliation rose from the bottom of her heart. When did they become such a situation.
"You let go!" Zheng Qingqing raised her voice and covered her naked body with a quilt.
Song Zhe was not angry but laughed, "how can you pretend to be a good woman now? Don't you know how to play? Can I play if I can? "
Zheng Qingqing stares at Song Zhe with scarlet eyes. She hates him! She hates it!
After these days of torture, Zheng Qingqing's body is blue and purple, and all kinds of traces have been added before they disappear.
Zheng Qingqing doesn't know how long it took, or how many ways Song Zhe tortured her. He only knows that when he wakes up again, he has already hit three strokes.
She got up from the bed trembling and took a bath for herself. Every step made her feel as if her body had fallen apart. The pain made her frown and her injury was not completely healed
Zheng Qingqing is suffering now. Her mother-in-law won't let her say a word more to the outside world, saying that for the sake of her family's reputation, as Song Zhe did, where is half of their family's reputation at the moment? Why waste that effort to cover it up.
After cleaning up, Zheng Qingqing makes a phone call to ask for leave, and then goes out to see Song Zhe sitting in the living room for breakfast. He takes a light look at Zheng Qingqing and says nothing.
"Where's my meal..." Zheng Qingqing clenched her fists, and her nails sank into the flesh. The pain made her barely awake for a moment.
Song Zhe didn't lift his head. He just ate his plate slowly. After a while, he looked up and gave a smile. There was not much goodwill in his smile, which was more like a mockery."There's one thing I forgot to tell you. When I'm pregnant, I'll go and kill myself. Don't come here to pretend to be poor. I don't want to be a cheap father, but with your field, I can't find several fathers for my children. It's good to stay or not, but it's better not to let me know." The smile on Song Zhe's face is even worse, but it makes Zheng Qingqing subconsciously come up with two words, the devil.
During this period of time, Song Zhe drank all day long. When he was drunk, he would beat and scold her. Even if he humiliated her, he never took any measures.
Thinking of this, Zheng Qingqing's face slightly changed. He went back to his bedroom, took his bag and went out to buy contraceptives. Now Song Zhe is like a devil. If she does have it, he can't be sure what the beast will do to her.
Even for her own life, she can't really have it. At least she should try her best to keep herself alive.
The pain on her body seems to remind her of what happened. Zheng Qingqing doesn't know why, when her beautiful life has become such a mess.
The wounds on her face and body were not healed, but new wounds were added. The outdoor wind seemed to be more cruel and colder on her.
She took a ball of paper and put it in her hand. The pain from the stabbing of her fingernail came out. Zheng Qingqing took a deep breath. It's good to wake up and know the current situation. It's also good to know how disgusting Song Zhe is!