C21

"Mm, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After walking for an unknown amount of time, I finally returned to my home. Oh, no, it was Song Mo Ran's house.

When I entered the room, the living room was dimly lit and deathly silent. Song Mo Ran sat on the sofa. I couldn't see his expression clearly against the light. He said in a calm voice, "Where did he go?"

I couldn't help but shiver slightly as my back chilled. I stammered, "I just went out to walk around in circles."

"I already told you, you better not lie to me." Song Mo Ran looked at me. His eyes gave off a terrifying light in the dark. He seemed to be doing his utmost to control his emotions as he coldly said, "Who is the man that you went to see?"

His sentence was not a question, but a statement. I had no right to refuse to answer it.

I clenched my fists and staggered back a step.

Song Mo Ran slowly stood up and walked in front of me. His deep brows revealed a trace of unrestrained coldness as he stood in front of me and looked down on me. He coldly spat out a few words, "Don't forget what I said to you that day."

I looked at Song Mo Ran and felt as though I had fallen into an icehouse. I clenched my fists as a sense of protection towards my sister surged through me. I raised my head and looked at him, "Song Mo Ran, don't forget that my sister is your legal wife!"

Song Mo Ran's gaze was ice-cold and there was not a single trace of gentleness in his eyes. He seemed to have heard something ridiculous as he sneered and said, "Wife? "Lin Xiaoxiao, you are about to reach adulthood, don't tell me that you think that you're getting married after having a wedding banquet? Let me tell you, if you dare act recklessly and disobey me, I will let her go back to her old life anytime."

I couldn't help but shiver a little. Song Mo Ran didn't have any of the love and pity between husband and wife towards his sister. He laughed self-deprecatingly at himself; no wonder.

But didn't he feel a little touched when his sister treated him so well? The debt of gratitude was cold. I really wanted to tear open Song Mo Ran's heart and see what it looked like inside. I'm afraid he had no heart at all. He only had a terrifying possessiveness.

Song Mo Ran shot a glance at me as he saw through my embarrassment and fear. He laughed coldly and clenched his hand tightly on my chin as he said coldly: "Lin Xiaoxiao, I will forgive you this time. If there is a next time, that man and your elder sister will all be in pain because of you."

Raising my eyes to look at him, I couldn't help but gasp. My eyes were red as I said, trembling, "Do you really think that you can do whatever you want with your bare hands?"

As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, Song Mo Ran smiled mockingly and slowly approached my face. He grabbed my waist and whispered into my ear, "Really? But Lin Xiaoxiao, what can you do? If you want to sue me, then go ahead, little girl. "

"You …" I could only stare at him, but I knew that there was nothing I could do.

Next, Song Mo Ran's smack without any trace of gentleness fell down. As he smacked my neck like this, it left a patch of red on my face.

I subconsciously wanted to push him away, but he was even more unbridled. He tightly embraced me and took the opportunity to reach into my large school uniform to touch some part of me.

Song Mo Ran was startled, but he didn't stop there. He picked me up and threw me onto the sofa, his eyes were filled with a layer of anger as he pursed his lips and said, "You hate me that much? Good! Very good! "Lin Xiaoxiao, you will only be mine for the rest of your life."

Immediately after, he immediately came down, with one hand tightly locking my hands above my head, making me unable to struggle at all. The other hand directly tore off my clothes, and just as he was about to directly deal with my body, his phone rang.

He cursed silently, reluctantly let go of me, and picked up the phone.

I secretly let out a sigh of relief and quickly straightened my clothes. Luckily, Song Mo Ran wasn't someone who abandoned his work and work. He still cared a lot about his company.

Seeing Song Mo Ran frown after hanging up the phone, I tightly clenched the hem of my clothes and kept praying. He looked at me condescendingly and said in a commanding tone, "Get up and buckle up my clothes."

I resisted and shrank back a bit, but I didn't want to anger Song Mo Ran. He pulled me up and tightly held me in his embrace. He coldly said, "Hurry."

These two simple words made my heart jolt. It stuck close to his chest, which was burning hot and firm. My heartbeat actually accelerated a little. I bit my lower lip and lifted my hand, tying the buttons on his shirt one by one.

He lightly touched a kiss on my forehead. At that moment, I felt a numbing sensation. He turned around and quickly left the house.

Lowering my eyes, I slumped onto the sofa in a daze. Why did I feel that way about Song Mo Ran just now? He is my brother-in-law! Besides, he even did that kind of thing to me and my sister …

No, I must leave. I must not be toyed with by Song Mo Ran's hands again.

I stumbled as I stood up and walked towards my room. As I packed my luggage countless times, my mind wandered.

Song Mo Ran's devilish voice kept ringing in my ears, "If you dare escape again, your sister and those who helped you will not be spared."

I stopped what I was doing and suddenly wanted to give up.

Just then, my sister appeared in front of me. She was wearing a yellow dress with her waist in her hands, and her face was painted with makeup.

I stood up unexpectedly. "When did elder sister come back?" I don't think he saw what Song Mo Ran and I did before.

"Elder sister." I whispered.

The elder sister looked at the luggage behind me and left me with a few words that I couldn't understand, "If you want to leave, then grab the opportunity to leave."

With that, he turned and left.

After being silent for a long time, I couldn't help but think that even after my elder sister found out about the matter between me and my brother-in-law, I was still wandering around in front of her. She definitely didn't want to see me …

The corners of my eyes reddened a little as I turned to look at the suitcase on the floor, steeled my heart, closed it, and dragged it out.

The moment I opened the door, I bumped into a bodyguard. I hurriedly pushed my luggage back into the room as my palms started to sweat.

Closing the door, I strode forward, holding my phone tightly in my hand. I didn't expect the bodyguard to follow me out, so I stopped and turned around to look at him. Do you want to keep an eye on me? "