Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

In the photo is a woman.

She looked like she had just come out from somewhere, was wrapping up her coat tightly, and walking towards the Su residence.

The car she was driving had already parked where it should be, just like her, even if she came to the Su residence now, but in the middle of the night, no matter how late it was, she would still have to leave, wouldn't she?
"Sister Meng, you're back," Lai Zao came to the door to greet him, with an expression that never changed for thousands of years.

Yao Meng nodded her head: "Yes," then asked: "Where's Xiaoxuan?"

"It's with the old man."

"it is good."

On the way here, she had thought about it, she must not play temper with the old man, no matter what, she had to hold back, even if she suffered a little bit, she had to spend the past few years well.

The old man's life is not long.

She bears it a little longer, just bears it a little longer, and it will be fine when it passes.

And now, even if she leaves, she won't be with Zhao Qichen for a while, she needs time to plan.

Following the rockery to the side of the corridor, although it is late autumn, some flowers are blooming vigorously, but it is contaminated with her fragrance, Yao Meng's mood is better, at least, she feels that life is worth looking forward to of.

rather than lifeless.

Walk through the corridor, come to the small courtyard, and cross the biggest lucky tree. The first room in the middle goes up to the second floor, which is where the old man is now.

She walked over slowly, the smile on her face getting bigger and bigger.

This is what she has trained for so many years. No matter how much she has been wronged outside, as long as she enters this room, she can smile brightly like a flower.

She was bullied too much when she was a child. Every time, she regarded death as home. Looking at old man Su's appearance, she wished that he would die. Therefore, he refused to obey him. Just looking at it, he went crazy, wanted to laugh, and even bursts of pleasure emerged from his face.

Until one time, the recruiter laughed.

She smiled so charmingly and happily. That was when she was 15 years old. She finally knew that sometimes, crying is not the expression of a person's sadness.

Laugh, too.

The old man finally decided to let her go. It was also in that year that she gave birth to Xiaoxuan.

In those few years, she lived a little better, but it was only those few years. In these years, the old man's temper became more and more violent. He would sometimes beat her, but as long as she smiled, he would There was nothing I could do with her.

"Father," Yao Meng said with a smile on his face, and slowly stepped in from the door.

Mr. Su was reading a book quietly, and not far away, Xiaoxuan was drawing a picture. He didn't know what he was drawing, but his eyes were very calm.

When he heard Yao Meng's voice, his eyes lit up.

Although he hid his emotions very well, his instant reaction still betrayed his mental continuation at that time.

"Are you back?" Old Master Su looked up at her, and waved at her, "Come here."

"What about today..."

"Snapped"

Yao Meng fell to the ground covering her face, her smile was still on her lips, when she saw Mr. Su's whip swinging up, she would never hide.

Grandpa Su also knew that she would not hide.

So, Yao Meng watched the whip fall, but she just closed her eyes.

Close it tightly.

Just like when she was raped by him for the first time when she was a child, the only thing she could do was to close her eyes.

"Pa," the imaginary pain didn't come, it just made a loud noise, which was heard in her ears, but it didn't hit her body.

"What do you want to do?" Old Master Su's furious voice sounded right next to Yao Meng's ear.

She slowly opened her eyes, only to see a small body standing in front of her.

Xiaoxuan was like a little man, standing there, gritting his teeth, without moving, and carried everything for her.

"Xuanxuan," Yao Meng was suddenly pleased.

That's right, Master Su didn't smoke her, but his hard work, does it hurt?hehe……

If it wasn't here, she would have laughed arrogantly.

She hated the child as much as she hated her incompetence, but she still had to show concern.

"Do you want to die?" Old Master Su grabbed Xiaoxuan, grabbed his arm tightly, and went to lift his clothes.

His actions frightened Yao Meng, she subconsciously shouted: "Don't..."

Scenes from her childhood were like a movie, sliding before her eyes, stirring up waves in her heart.

"No," she shouted in horror, got up and rushed over to pull Xiaoxuan away, looking at old man Su warily.

The panic in her eyes is not fake, the fear is not fake.

But everything was passed on to Xiaoxuan.

A twelve or thirteen-year-old child already knew everything, especially since he grew up in such an environment.

He can almost confirm that his father hurt his mother.

But he could only keep silent.

"Get out of the way," Mr. Su stared at Yao Meng with dark eyes: "Don't make me say it a second time. '

It wasn't until this time that Yao Meng reacted.

That's right, this is his child, how could he do such a beastly thing.

"Father," Yao Meng woke up instantly, with a half-smile on his face, but he wanted to laugh.

But unexpectedly, Xiaoxuan pulled her hand: "Mom..."

Yao Meng didn't laugh.

"Kneel down," Old Master Su suddenly yelled harshly.

There was a tinge of red in his eyes, staring at Xiaoxuan holding Yao Meng's hand, and it developed to the craziest part.

"Father," Xiaoxuan wanted to intercede, but Mr. Su gave him a hard look: "Come here."

Xiaoxuan refused.

"What? Didn't you get enough of that braid just now?"

Yao Meng felt indifferent, she pushed Xiaoxuan, "Go to Dad's place."

"But……"

"No, but how many times have I told you to listen to Dad, no matter what he wants to do, listen to him."

Xiaoxuan clenched his fist, exposing two small canine teeth, but finally retracted them.

"Hey, this is my sweet baby," the old man took Xiaoxuan's hand, and then pressed the button, yearning to slide bit by bit.

And Yao Meng knew the rules, she knelt down slowly, and started slapping herself again and again.

After more than 20 years of such endless days, she has almost gotten used to it. Now she can't shed tears. The only hope is that the old man will die soon, so she can get a little more money.