Marriage favored by a wealthy family: Mr. Lu, your wife is quarrelsome again

Zhao Ya was wearing casual clothes, with just a touch of makeup on her face.

It is very different from the image of a refined and luxurious lady in the past.

The neat and luxurious room was turned into a mess, with quilts and chairs falling to the floor in disorder.

The vases on the table, the hangings on the wall, everything that looked valuable disappeared without a trace.

There was a huge suitcase in front of Zhao Ya, and she was putting all the clothes in her wardrobe into it.

She was startled when she heard Ye Mingli's voice.

There was also a look of horror on his face.

The next second, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression calmed down again.

"I'm packing my things, can't you tell?"

After many years of marriage, Zhao Ya has always been a perfect wife in Ye Mingli's heart, who is gentle and loving.

He takes good care of everything at home and outside, and he never has to worry about it.

He also responds to his requests and speaks softly.

How could he start a fight so abruptly?

Ye Mingli couldn't accept the huge contrast.

"Where to pack your things?"

Zhao Ya looked him up and down. Her hair was messy, her suit was wrinkled, and she looked downcast.

At first glance, it was like what he had just experienced.

Thinking of his cooperation with Yang Zheng.

Zhao Ya felt confident in her heart.

He is already a penniless loser, and he is still afraid of what he will do.

"It has nothing to do with you. If you have something to say, just get out of here. It's an eyesore."

Zhao Ya rolled her eyes gracefully and continued to pack her luggage.

Ye Mingli's disdainful eyes made him feel angry.

It's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to him like this.

This is the same person who always behaves well and pleases others in front of him.

He thought of Yang Zhengzhi's proud face and the security guard's ridicule to him.

The evil spirit in my heart could not be suppressed no matter what.

The fever becomes more intense.

With a gloomy face and sinister eyes, he walked towards Zhao Ya step by step.

When the two were only one step away, he grabbed the woman's slender wrist and pulled her in front of him.

Let her look directly at him.

"Say what you just said again!"

Word by word, gnashing of teeth.

Anyone could hear the anger in his words.

Zhao Ya's wrist was so painful that she couldn't help but wince.

She struggled to move back.

But the difference in physical strength between men and women is clearly there.

What's more, she has been pampered all these years, so she still has the strength to resist.

Like a fragile flower in a storm, helplessly exposed to the raging wind and rain.

"Ming Li, I'm sorry, I was just not in a good mood just now and I spoke a bit harshly."

Zhao Ya frowned with a weak look on her face. She kept her head down and acted coquettishly towards Ye Mingli as before.

After saying that, he moved his wrist tentatively, hoping to gain the man's pity.

pity.

She had made the wrong decision.

Ye Mingli was in a bad mood today.

Now I urgently need a place to vent.

And Zhao Ya is currently the best candidate.

Ye Mingli was unmoved by her show of weakness. He kept holding her wrist with his hand and stroking her hair with the other hand.

The force on her scalp forced Zhao Ya to raise her head unconsciously.

The two eyes met in the air.

Ye Mingli said in a deep voice, "Where are you going to pack your things?"

As he spoke, the strength of his hands unconsciously increased.

Zhao Ya was in pain.

Groaned.

I don't know if he was stimulated by her painful voice, but a glint flashed in Ye Mingli's eyes.

With a strong hand, Zhao Ya was thrown onto the bed.

Then he stepped up and suppressed Zhao Ya hard under him.

He grabbed her neck with both hands and looked ferocious.

"Where are you going?"

Zhao Ya felt like she was about to fall apart.

No matter how well-maintained her appearance is, she is still in her 40s.

The body and bones are incomparable to those of young people.

Even with the cushioning of the mattress, she gasped in pain.

Before she could recover, the restraint around her neck made her unable to help but fly her hands in the air, struggling wildly.

Then she heard Ye Mingli's insidious questions.

"Where are you going?"

Where is she going?

She wants to escape!

She regretted it.

Why couldn't I have prepared earlier?

Why do you want to stay here alone?

wrong!

A glimmer of inspiration flashed through Zhao Ya's somewhat chaotic mind.

She's not alone here.

And her daughter.

Ye Yaoyao!

The only thing he can do is make some noise and attract people over.

Yaoyao will definitely find a way to get her.

Zhao Ya's hands accurately grabbed the man's hands and pinched her arms, using all her strength.

The long nails were embedded deeply into the flesh, and blood spread from the wound.

Ye Mingli only felt a pain in his arm and subconsciously relaxed the strength on his hand.

Looking at the injury on his arm, the violence on Ye Mingli's face became more and more obvious.

He slapped Zhao Ya on the left side of her face.

In an instant, five distinct palm prints appeared on his face.

Half of his face was swollen like a steamed bun.

Ye Mingli tilted his head to the side in disgust.

It seems that even looking at it makes me feel sick.

Zhao Ya was filled with resentment, but she also found an opportunity.

While Ye Mingli was distracted, she used all her strength to break free of the restraints.

Rolling to the side, the whole person hit the ground hard.

"Come on, help, can someone help me?"

Zhao Ya shouted at the top of her lungs.

A sharp sound echoed in the empty villa.

You can even hear echoes.

The Ye family lives in a villa area. The biggest advantage is that it is spacious and quiet.

The nearest neighbors are far apart.

Ye Mingli looked at Zhao Ya who was shouting sarcastically, feeling only happy in his heart.

"Even if you scream, no one will hear you."

Then he walked towards Zhao Ya step by step.

The black leather shoes were shining with a faint light.

Da da da......

Every step seemed to step on Zhao Ya's heart.

She shrank and crawled back using her hands and feet.

I knew my back was pressed against the cold wall.

There was no way she could escape.

Looking around, there is nothing to defend myself from

Zhao Ya did not give up and continued to scream for help, trying to attract Ye Yaoyao's attention.

Ye Mingli frowned as he looked at the hysterical Zhao Ya.

"Anyone else here?"

Zhao Ya's breathing stopped for a second.

Within a second, Ye Mingli saw the clues 1.

"Ye Yaoyao?"

The daughter's name came out of Ye Mingli's mouth.

Icy cold.

As if he were just a stranger.

The familiar name made Zhao Ya's complexion change drastically.

He was so panicked that he didn't even bother to call for help.

Before Ye Mingli could continue to attack.

He felt something wrong.

Zhao Ya saw something wrong with her expression behind her, and the flash of surprise in her eyes was too dazzling.

He was caught immediately.

He nimbly dodged to the side.

The next second, where he was originally, a vase crashed to the ground.