Chapter 340

Old Nazhi sorted out his emotions and opened his mouth slowly: "no one is allowed to say what he saw today. Do you understand?"

Although Hai Xiaomin's accident is the effect he wants, the reputation of Nazhi family still ranks first. In particular, Qiao still maintains an engagement relationship with Hai Xiaomin, so such a scandal should be controlled within the scope of control.

"Yes."

"I see." several people, including leicia, made promises one after another.

Old naghi raised his eyes and looked at Ian who was hurt all over: "go to Haiwen to deal with the injury, and then come to me."

Before Ian could reply, old naghi turned around and left, surrounded by the crowd. There were still many people waiting for him. He couldn't be rude to the invited guests.

Leicia didn't leave with old naghi. When she was gone, she walked to Ian with compassion on her face and bent down to hand over a handkerchief.

Ian's face was full of blood. His original cold face was really ruined.

Ian coughed twice in pain, forced himself to get up and walked out slowly. He didn't pay attention to leicia from beginning to end, leaving her shrugging her shoulders, dropping her handkerchief hand and sighing, "why?"

"..." Ian didn't reply.

Back to Uncle nine, it was almost evening. Uncle nine received a call from jessio. Knowing that something had happened, he made preparations for the helicopter to land early.

Looking at Ling Yao holding Hai Xiaomin down, he went up and wanted to ask something, but if Ling Yao didn't see him, he took Hai Xiaomin into the room with a cold face.

Uncle Jiu was stunned. He had never seen the young master's face so terrible.

Ling Yao directly takes Hai Xiaomin back to his room. However, when he comes to the middle of the room, he lags behind and suddenly doesn't know what to do.

His mind is in a mess!

Lowering his eyes, he subconsciously wanted to ask Hai Xiaomin, but he was even worse when he saw her.

Along the way, there was no communication between them.

Hai Xiaomin clung to her clothes and didn't want to have half eye contact with Ling Yao. Like Ling Yao, she was afraid of each other's reaction. She was afraid of bumping into his anger and bearing his disappointment. Ling Yao was afraid to think about it.

by the way!

He suddenly seemed to react to what he wanted. He held Hai Xiaomin and went straight to the bathroom. Only then did he put her next to the bathtub.

"Take a bath first." this was the first communication between them after the incident. Ling Yao seemed to try his best to suppress something. His voice was clearly squeezed out of his throat. It was so obscure that it made the listener uncomfortable.

Hai Xiaomin's tears rolled down and blurred his sight with the rising heat.

Ling Yao stood up and put hot water into the bathtub. Then she took off her nightgown and threw it away. Without looking at it, she put someone into the bathtub and washed it for her personally.

After being caught and raped in bed, the real husband personally cleans the traces of other men for himself. What kind of feeling is this?

For Ling Yao, it is probably a deeper pain and suffering, and for Hai Xiaomin, there is an overwhelming shame!

"... Ling Yao, I'll do it myself." Hai Xiaomin curled up his legs, trying to protect himself, choking.

However, if Ling Yao hadn't heard of it, he just took a bath milk and rubbed it on her skin. Hai Xiaomin noticed his appearance and found that the man's eyes were red, like possessed. He focused on cleaning the eye-catching traces, rubbing them red and still rubbing them.

There was a red and swollen breach at the bone and joint of the back of his hand. I don't know how hard he used to hit Ian before, so he hurt himself so badly.

The wound is soaked with chemicals. It must hurt a lot, isn't it?

"Ling Yao, go out and bandage the wound first. I can wash it myself!" Hai Xiaomin pushed his hand away again. Ling Yao stubbornly stretched out again.

"That's enough! Can't you hear me? You go out!" Hai Xiaomin's inner defense line completely burst the dike and burst into tears at this moment. "I beg you. Can you go out and calm myself? I need to be alone and think about what happened..."

"Pa!" Ling Yao threw the towel into the bathtub and shouted at her, "don't think!"

What... What?

Hai Xiaomin was frightened. His body trembled and stared at him in horror.

Ling Yao grabbed her smooth and round shoulder and said very hard, "don't think about it. You're not allowed to recall the contents of a few hours from now. It's all right. It's over!"

Hai Xiaomin was stunned: "don't you... Want to hear my explanation? Things may not be what you think..."

Then, Hai Xiaomin's tongue ends. She still wants Ling Yao to think in what direction. Isn't the fact already in front of her?

What Ling Yao doesn't want her to recall is the content of her affair with Ian, which he can't accept!

That's why he wanted to destroy her. Letting her take a bath was to destroy the traces of material. She was not allowed to think. It was to destroy the existence of spiritual level. In other words, he was determined to betray her!

They fell into silence again. Then Ling Yao stood up and carried it on his back: "you wash first, I'll go out first."

Ling Yao hurried out of the bathroom. Hai Xiaomin didn't even have time to respond. His mind was full of evidence that Ling Yao wanted to destroy her cheating... By the way, evidence!

Hai Xiaomin fiercely returned to his mind and carefully examined his body. There were indeed many traces of love ignorance, but they were all left by Ling Yao and her madness. Most importantly, if she had done it, she should feel it!

When she woke up, most of her energy was dominated by shock and successive blows. She also preconceived that the relationship was a fact, but now in retrospect, she didn't seem to have just done it!

She should have checked first!

Hai Xiaomin hurriedly climbed out of the bathtub, wrapped in a bath towel and ran out. A rare smell of smoke penetrated into the tip of his nose.

She saw Ling Yao sitting on the sofa, his legs apart, his body leaning forward, and a cigarette between his fingers.

Ling Yao doesn't smoke.

"Ling Yao." Hai Xiaomin ran out barefoot, so ling Yao didn't hear anything. He didn't turn his head until she called him.

"Have you washed?" his voice was very hoarse and his eyes were redder than before. Did he cry secretly just now?

Hai Xiaomin was startled by the idea. Subconsciously, he didn't want to mention some topics to stimulate him, so he pulled his mouth unsightly: "haven't you handled your hand? Is there a doctor in the castle? I'll call."

"No, a little skin injury. Just take some medicine later." he doesn't want to contact outsiders now.

"But I want to see a doctor."

"Not feeling well? You can look for uncle Jiu first." Ling Yao shook the ash in the ashtray.

Hai Xiaomin pinched his fingers and said, "what I'm looking for is the one who can do gynecological examination!"

Ling Yao shook the ash and couldn't react: "what?"