Chapter 2

After checking her, he covered the quilt and reluctantly returned to his bedroom.

For many years, his heart is like dead, but today, just now he and his heart have experienced a resurrection.

This feeling made him don't know what to do. He just couldn't sleep in bed.

The phone rang. Yin Wenqi, his half sister, is the biological daughter of the Yin family.

In Yin Wenqi's eyes, his adopted brother is the husband cultivated by Mrs. Yin for him.

"Hello"

Yin moting's voice was lazy and impatient, and said a word succinctly.

"Brother ~ ~ when will you come back? People miss you."

"If you call me again and harass me, I won't go back"

"If you say so, you're not afraid of my sad death. People are still waiting for you to come back and marry me. Brother ~ dad is gone, and mom hopes we can get married and start a family early!" Yin Wenqi coquettishly said on the phone.

"As soon as dad died, you were in a hurry to have a wedding?"

When Mr. Yin died, it happened that Yin moting was negotiating an important contract for Yin. If the news of Mr. Yin's serious illness came out, it would inevitably affect Yin's reputation abroad. Mrs. Yin hid the news of Mr. Yin's death quietly in order to make a profit.

Mr. Yin, who has dominated the business world for decades, was only hastily buried, not even a funeral.

"But..."

Yin moting hung up before Yin Wenqi finished.

This night's rainstorm did not dare to relax at all. It poured out wildly. The thunder kept pouring out endless stories like the roar of a lion. It didn't turn into drizzle until the early morning. It continued to tell its tenderness and honey.

The morning sun gently sprinkled on the bed.

Liu morxi vaguely opened his eyes and saw gorgeous Italian crystal chandeliers, finely carved solid wood heart-shaped beds, black marble floors, pure black fragrant wooden tables of glass, and all kinds of imported customized furniture. The style of the whole room is only black and white, but it highlights its luxury, stability and atmosphere from every detail.

She was still a little confused and tried to think about what happened? Where is this?

She tried to sit up with a headache and remembered what happened last night.

Just last night, her damn stepmother Ann Xuebing engaged her. Before she knew it, she "ordered" her to someone she didn't know!

Under the dispute, an Xuebing tore up a page of her household register and presented her clothes and supplies to the torrential rain from the window on the second floor.

Anger, grievance and dissatisfaction for more than ten years all poured into her heart. She had the first violent conflict since she met an Xuebing.

Several maids at home saw that she was about to be kicked out, and then came up to help. It looked like a fight. In fact, they helped an Xuebing beat her.

In this battle between stepmother and girl, an Xuebing has an advantage.

She has high sounding reasons, she has strong accomplices, she has her mother's identity and her husband's love and support, and Liu morxi has nothing.

Even her most cherished glass vase was used by an Xuebing as a weapon to weigh her hand and hit Liu morxi on the head.

It was not so much driven out as beaten out.

So why are you here?

The memory stopped when a golden light rushed over and instantly made her awake.

"I had a car accident...?" Liu morxi recalled what happened last night and said to herself incredulously.

Oh, my God! Where are your clothes?

Looking at her pajamas, she could vaguely feel the residual smell of tobacco and full of male charm.

I slept here all night last night. Should I be