Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

At this moment, Lian Cheng's eyes are clear, aggressive, full of alienation and sharpness, it seems that he has returned to the moment when the two first confronted each other in an instant.

Yan Qiutong looked at the little girl in front of him who pursed her lips and stared directly at him, without saying a word, he knew that what Lian Cheng said was the truth, the little girl was never someone who could suffer, even if she suffered, she would pay back twice as much He has no doubt that if Yan Shuyun is not Yan Qiutong's younger sister, Lian Cheng will definitely let the innocent and pampered lady learn the rules tonight.

"Yan Qiutong, please forgive me..." Lian Cheng sighed.

Yan Qiutong's heart skipped a beat, and she interrupted angrily: "Lian Cheng, because of Yan Shuyun's ignorance, you are going to put your anger between me and you?!"

Lian Cheng was startled by the sudden anger, suddenly, and then, sighed, tilted his head to look at the man, and said slowly: "What are you thinking? I just ask you for forgiveness, forgive me for never learning how I don't know who to make concessions to, so now, even if I face the person you favor, I can't make concessions and let her provoke you again and again. Thoughts, in my life trajectory, there has always been only one person, and I am willing to give in willingly, other than that, I don’t think there is anyone else who is a girl in my eyes, a girl who needs my pity and care.”

Yan Qiutong naturally understood who that girl was.

"Yan Qiutong, even if she is your sister, I don't want to wrong myself," Lian Cheng looked at the man's face seriously, and paused every word, "Really, I'm used to trying not to let myself be wronged... "

Lian Cheng's life at Lian's house was really too difficult. It is not an exaggeration to say that he survived in a crack. Naturally, he developed the habit of not being wronged if he could not be wronged.

Yan Qiutong remained silent for a long time. After a long time, he sighed, lowered his head, and looked at the little girl with a bit of helplessness: "Lian Cheng, I didn't mean to make you feel wronged. If you open your heart to me, I will naturally protect you." Huanxi, you don’t need to accommodate anyone because of anyone, even if it’s me.”

Lian Cheng, whom he knew, should live proudly, and don't have to suffer even the slightest bit of grievance.

Lian Cheng was stunned, and lowered his eyes: "But, Yan Qiutong, you and I both understand, Yan Shuyun..."

"Shuyun is my pet, indeed, I don't want to let her be wronged, I protect her," Yan Qiutong frowned slightly, lowered his head, and took a somewhat discussing tone, "Lian Cheng, Although you are the same age, you know far more than her. I believe you have too many ways to avoid being wronged. Then, I only hope that you choose the one that will hurt her the least..."

After all, the little girl had to make some concessions.

Lian Cheng was silent, and said softly: "Yan Qiutong, I can promise you, but I want you to understand that I am a person who likes once and for all, if I really don't like this kind of life, and she still I don't know when enough is enough, I might really... what will I give up..."

Yan Qiutong said for a long time, "Go to sleep, it's too late."

He didn't answer her, Lian Cheng bit the corner of his lips, and sighed, how could such a smart man not know, the relationship between them was already fragile, and Yan Shuyun was the one he protected, she Lian Cheng can teach Yan Shuyun a lesson once or twice, how long has it been?Will there really be no barrier between them because of Yan Shuyun?

"Okay." Lian Cheng replied in a low voice, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When I came out again, the bedroom was empty. Lian Cheng was stunned, and opened the door with bare feet. Not surprisingly, he saw the light in the study room was on. He lowered his eyes, went back to the bed, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep go.

For Lian Cheng, he didn't sleep well that night.

Because she was worried about Yan Shuyun's temper, she was nervous for a long time, and she ate at Luo Shuge's for a long time. In the evening, she had an unpleasant conversation with the man again, which was natural.

Not surprisingly, I dreamed of getting along with the Ye family in the first place. The parents only had her and Ye Qing's two daughters. Naturally, they were spoiled to the bottom of their hearts. Ye Qing is also a well-behaved character. In that car accident, it came to an abrupt end.

She and Ye Qing were protected by their mother, while their father protected them.

At that time, Lian Cheng didn't fully understand what his father's actions meant. He just looked at his parents' foreheads and the sticky blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, crying in horror, watching their parents' difficult confession of their last words——

"Cheng'er, be good. From now on...you will be Qingqing's only support...you have to be strong, you have to...take good care of...sister...Qingqing also...listen to her...what she says...mom and dad... Maybe...can't live with the little princess anymore...Remember, we...love you, you...are not abandoned..."

For a child who is only seven or eight years old, how cruel is it to see his parents go from weak breath to no breath, from warm body to cold body?
Why is it like this?
Obviously the police had already arrived early, why didn't anyone rescue her and Ye Qing's parents first?
Why did the owner of the car that bumped into them bow and laugh again and again?

Why do we have to wait for the car owner to leave before thinking of their parents?

why?
Why did she and Ye Qing no longer have parents?
Even in his dream, Lian Cheng still remembers clearly the nostalgia for his parents' unrepentant eyes, what kind of eyes are those?
Worried, reluctant, distressed, painful, worried...

What are you worried about?

Nothing more than two young daughters.

"Ah—ah—" Lian Cheng cried out again in his sleep, struggling to get out of the dream that was repeated day after day, but in vain.

Yan Qiutong, who was looking at the documents in the study, was very restless. He stared at a page of documents for half an hour, but he still didn't read it.

Yan Qiutong really didn't know what to do with Lian Cheng's decisiveness, so he could only flee to the study in embarrassment to deal with the unimportant copywriting.

Really very irritable, Yan Qiutong suddenly remembered the document about Lian Cheng that Jiang Xuan gave him a few days ago, after thinking about it, he finally took it out, look, his face became more and more gloomy with time.

Suddenly, Yan Qiutong frowned, tilted his head, and listened carefully to the movement outside the house. He always felt that he had just heard the scream of the little girl. He thought it was a hallucination, but another scream from Lian Cheng made Yan Qiutong get up quickly , quickly pushed the door open and entered the bedroom, Yan Qiutong felt a sudden pain in his heart when he entered Lian Cheng's eyes——

On the big off-white bed, even the jet-black hair was scattered like seaweed on the snow-colored pillow, in stark contrast to the little girl's pale face that seemed to be transparent.

The little girl's brows were tightly frowned, although she was expressionless, and she was muttering something repeatedly, but people could clearly feel the despair, the despair, pain, ferocity, and resentment, the little girl's slender fingers tightly Clasping the palms of his hands, there was a faint hint of bright red.