Chapter 344

Because of drinking wine, Jiang Beichen sleeps deeply. The edge of his cold face has been hidden. He becomes relaxed and softer.

Song Xiaoya rarely sees Jiang Beichen lying so quietly beside him, so she sits beside the bed with her chin in her hands, and her big eyes stare at him curiously.

Jiang Beichen's eyes are closed tightly, which covers his fierce black eyes. Song Xiaoya can see the spirit of his clear face.

After Song Xiaoya left, Qiao Weiwei said goodbye to uncle Liu and left there, ready to go back to her room to have a rest.

Each guest has arranged a corresponding rest room. Qiao Weiwei directly finds her room number, takes out her room card from her bag, swipes it, and then pushes the door in.

There was no light in the room. It was dark. She raised her hand to turn on the light, and the whole room suddenly became bright.

Qiao Weiwei went to the French window, drew the curtain, and was surprised by the scenery outside.

The night view of the whole city a was very beautiful. She remembered that the hotel was built on the mountain.

"How beautiful Qiao Weiwei can't help feeling. This kind of beautiful scenery, let Qiao Weiwei see some enchantment.

Until the reflection of the window, reflected a man's figure, she was startled, the whole person is a tremor, immediately turned to look behind.

After seeing the person clearly, her face was immediately full of panic expression, "Jiang Beimo, how did you get in!"

When she went back to her room just now, she remembered that the door had been locked.

Or has he been in her room before?

Jiang Beimo sneered, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Wait for me..." Smell speech, Qiao Weiwei a burst of panic, "what do you want to do?"

"What else can a husband do when he comes to his wife's room at night?" Jiang Beimo took a look at her and then asked.

As soon as his voice dropped, he began to take off his coat.

Qiao Weiwei was startled by his action and subconsciously stepped forward to escape. But before he took two steps, he was caught by Jiang Beimo, who strode over and directly carried him on his shoulder.

"No, please let me go..." Qiao Weiwei this thoroughly flustered, that night's memory, instantaneous fills her entire mind.

Jiang Beimo ignored her, just carried her to the big bed, and then threw her heavily.

Qiaoweiwei want to get up, but Jiang Beimo then pressed up, hands hold her hands, hold her down, "how, you didn't want me to do this to you before?"

Looking at the woman who was afraid and struggling all the time, Jiang Beimo couldn't help feeling a little ironic. After more than two years of marriage, she had many times taken the initiative to give him a baby.

And now, I'm afraid to escape!

How terrible is he?

"It was before, it's now," she said, biting her teeth

She used to be like that. She was too stupid. She always remembered the task Mrs. Jiang had given her. She wanted to have children for him and be a good wife and mother.

But now, she had already realized that she would not continue to be stupid.

"It's not up to you. Don't forget, we're not divorced yet." Jiang Beimo red eyes, looking at the woman under him.

Listen to her say now and before is different, in the heart then have no reason of angry, want to punish her severely, so that she completely understand her present identity.

Finally, Qiao Weiwei couldn't control her heart any longer and yelled at him, "Jiang Beimo, what do you want to do? You were the one who didn't want to touch me before, and now you are the one who tangles with me!"

After more than two years of marriage, he refused to touch her or even look at her more. Now that she wants to divorce, he refuses.

Wen Yan, Jiang Beimo's body froze for a while, "since you choose to marry me for money, these are what you have to bear."

Qiao Weiwei's tears, suddenly fell, "do you have to force me to death to make you happy?"

At this moment, her mood collapsed. Her tears, like the river breaking the dike, kept flowing. At this time, somehow, she suddenly wanted to cry.

It's been two years. He's had enough of that. What on earth did she do wrong to let him treat her like this?

Seeing her eyes glistening and falling, Jiang Beimo's action froze again. Her tears, let him have so a trace of panic.

For the first time, he would be flustered by a woman's tears.

"Don't think I'll be soft hearted." He stared at her tears for a moment, then said suddenly.

"Jiang Beimo, let's divorce." Qiaoweiwei summoned up courage, efforts to his eyes, and then pleaded to say.

Now she's asking for nothing but divorce and freedom.

Her words, however, once again aroused Jiang Beimo's anger. He hated hearing the word divorce, especially when it came out of her mouth."You think divorce is good for you? Divorced women, who will want you? " Jiang Beimo's face became livid.

Since she wanted to leave, why didn't she leave early or late? Now, two years later, she thought of divorcing him.

"That's better than being tortured by you?" Qiaoweiwei teeth, Jiang Beimo arrogant tone, let her feel very uncomfortable, so blurted out.

"Torture?" Jiang Beimo's grasp of her hand suddenly increased. Is it a torture for her to stay by his side?

Qiaoweiwei hand pain tears DC, but this time has the backbone did not ask him.

"In this case, I'll let you feel what is torture!" He opened his mouth in anger, dropped his voice, and suddenly released her hand.

Then, only to hear a tear, Qiao Weiwei's skirt was torn open by him.

Then, Jiang Beimo's face pressed down and bit her lips.

Qiaoweiwei know, now struggle has no use, slowly give up the struggle, the heart is a desolate.

Found that she suddenly stopped struggling, Jiang Beimo's action a stagnation, then low eyes looking at the body motionless lying woman, the bottom of the heart is more angry.

The woman under the body has closed her eyes, tears.

Just as Qiao Weiwei closed her eyes and waited for the pain to come, her weight suddenly disappeared. Immediately after that, there was a heavy slamming of the door.

She was stunned, opened her eyes, and then sat up slowly. After looking around, I found that Jiang Beimo's figure had disappeared.

The room suddenly became very quiet.

He just let her go, which really surprised her. She thought that this evening, she must be unable to escape, so the pain will come again.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Beimo left like this.

Do you think she turns him off like this? Just like those two years!

Think, Qiao Weiwei can't help but smile bitterly, and then turn to look at the floor, leaving only the coat left by Jiang Beimo.

Qiaoweiwei shrunk, pulled the quilt, wrapped up his body, could not help shivering.

The next morning, song Xiaoya turns over in the quilt and puts her hand on Jiang Beichen's chest. Under the finger, there is an uneven scar.

She pauses and then opens her eyes.

Although she had been used to the big scar on his chest for a long time, when she saw the scar on his chest again, her heart was still a little distressed.

In my mind, I always remember that night, almost dying, he was covered with blood.

She didn't have many thoughts at the beginning, but when she thought of that scene now, she was frightened. Almost, he might die because of it.

It must hurt.