"I am already an unclean person and am no longer worthy of being by your side. I have asked myself to leave the house, so I will twist my hair and become a sister-in-law."
Liu stood up, grabbed the scissors in the sewing basket, and cut off her hair.
Zhao Boyan held her waist and hugged her back, "It's not your fault..."
Liu, who was buried in his chest, raised her lips out of sight.
Zhao Boyan has passed the most difficult level. As for the master and the old lady, it will be even easier.
Shou Song'er is the son of their Zhao family, so I don't believe what they will do to Song'er.
Just inside the hall, Zhao Mengyu was kneeling down and was being questioned by Zhao Zeyuan.
It took him a long while before he realized what had happened.
He tried his best to recall, and then found out the scattered memories: "My son thought it was a maid passing by..."
Unexpectedly, the person he slept with was his eldest brother's concubine.
It was just a concubine, so it was no big deal. It was not uncommon for high-ranking families to give each other maids and concubines.
He didn't think it was a big deal.
He also reacted indifferently to the fact that his concubine became pregnant and gave birth to a son.
Once the rhetoric from both sides was combined, the matter was generally revealed.
As for how to deal with the Liu family, it is Zhao Boyan's business. Mother Zhao once again became obsessed with that child.
After Zhou Ruonan heard about it, he felt more and more that his decision to divorce was the right one.
The Zhao family is simply a mud pit harboring dirt and evil, and she must jump out of it as soon as possible.
It’s just that it’s getting late now, let’s wait until tomorrow. Let’s deal with tonight first.
But she didn't expect that she still underestimated Zhao Boyan's shamelessness.
When she came out of the bathroom wearing loose pajamas after taking a shower, she saw Zhao Boyan sitting at the table, flipping through one of her books in his hand.
“Why are you here?” Zhou Ruonan asked in a cold tone.
Zhao Boyan stood up and walked towards her, reaching out to hold her shoulders, but she dodged him.
“Ruonan, it’s my fault for neglecting you. I will change it in the future, okay? Just forgive me.”
Zhou Ruonan seemed to have heard some joke, "Forgive you? Zhao Boyan, do you think you are some kind of hot cake? After you hurt me repeatedly, you still have the nerve to ask for my forgiveness? You go, I don't want to see you again. ”
She felt that what she said had been clear enough, but Zhao Boyan's brain circuit was not on the same channel as hers at all, and he automatically interpreted her words as dissatisfaction with him, and she was still angry with him.
Since you are dissatisfied, it means you still have feelings for him.
Zhao Boyan looked at her helplessly and dotingly: "Ruonan, I know you care about me, please stop being so petty, okay?"
He hugged her forcefully.
Zhou Ruonan slapped him in the face, "Zhao Boyan! Don't you understand people's words? I will make peace with you tomorrow. By then we will have a clear path and return. Don't pester me anymore."
Zhao Boyan scraped the tip of his tongue from the roof of his mouth and tasted a faint smell of blood.
Now she is really tough and dares to slap him.
“Want to reconcile? Don’t even think about it.”
Since good words and good words are not listened to, Zhao Boyan has no patience to play the role of the affectionate husband who returns to the prodigal son, completely showing his ugly true face.
Facing his pressing steps, Zhou Ruonan's heart skipped a beat, "Zhao Boyan, what are you going to do?"
"What are you doing? Madam has been away from home for so long, and I miss you very much. Of course I want to get close to you."
At this time, Zhao Boyan completely tore off the gentle and affectionate face and showed his claws towards Zhou Ruonan.
“Don’t come over!” Zhou Ruonan felt panic in his heart and couldn’t help but step back, looking left and right, trying to find some weapon.
But no.
She simply took out a hairpin from her hair and held it in her hand, pointing the sharp end of the hairpin at him.
Zhao Boyan, however, didn't take the hairpin seriously. The expression on his face was very bad, like a cat playing with a mouse.
Luzhu, who had just returned with a midnight snack, heard the madam’s panic-filled cry.
The tray in her hand was loosened and it hit the ground.
But now she didn't care about it and rushed straight into the house.
A man stepped forward and stood in front of her. It was Zhao Boyan's servant.
“Get out of the way!” Luzhu pushed him angrily.
However, there is a huge difference in physical strength between men and women. Instead of pushing the boy, she actually grabbed her hand teasingly, "I am working with my wife inside now. Why are you barging in? If you are disturbing me, "Xingzhi, my wife may not be able to protect you when the time comes."
“Stop your mother’s stinky shit!” Lv Zhu said angrily and cursed.
Madam is about to divorce the eldest son, how can she still have conjugal relations with him? The eldest son must have forced her!
Thinking of this, she became more and more anxious.
She violently knocked the boy away and rushed into the house. However, the situation inside was not what she had imagined.
The lady leaned against the screen and looked at the eldest son in astonishment. And the eldest son—
Like a fool, he picked up a vase and smashed it on his head without holding back at all, as if what he hit was not his own head, but an annoying rat.
This time, blood flowed down his head. However, as if he didn't know the pain, he continued to pick up things and hit his head, laughing while doing so.
This strange scene made everyone present speechless and looked at it in amazement.
It was Zhao Boyan's servant who was the first to react and rushed over to hug him, "Master, what's wrong with you? Don't be scared!"
Zhao Boyan slowly turned his head, looked at him with a pair of eyes, grinned, and when the boy was feeling frightened, he suffered a heavy blow on the head and was hit by a teapot.
The boy had a dull pain in his head, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Then, Zhao Boyan picked him up and dragged him outside. As he walked, he hit his head with the tea cup he picked up.
Until Zhao Boyan left, Zhou Ruonan was shocked and came to his senses.
Luzhu rushed over, "Miss, are you okay?"
Zhou Ruonan's expression was a little blank: "It's okay." He was just a little confused.
Zhao Boyan just now, was he possessed by evil spirits? At first she thought she would never obey him, but suddenly he trembled, as if he had been struck by lightning, and then everything went wrong. He kept hitting himself with things as if he was possessed by a ghost.
She was frightened by the cruelty.
But she had no sympathy for him at all.
This beast, she is about to run away to a beautiful new life with him, but he still wants to sleep with her? How shameless do you think you are!
As for the "ghost" who secretly helped her, she was not much afraid. On the contrary, she was quite grateful. If it hadn't been for it, she would have been doomed tonight.
“Luzhu, please sleep with me tonight.”