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The light in the room was very dark, only the faint light cast from the cracks in the curtains, accompanied by the sound of pattering rain.

Li Chenyin didn't turn on the light, and took two steps to sit in front of the bed.

As soon as he came forward, the cold air on his body rushed to his face, and there was still a trace of moisture.

Lin Zhujin thought that he might have heard that Li Sichen was injured, or that the housekeeper had to add fuel to the story by talking about the dispute between him and Li Sichen, a big fight, etc., which caused Li Chenyin to rush home in such a hurry.

Lin Zhujin sat up without speaking.

In the end, it was Li Chenyin who spoke first: "Do you have anything to explain?"

Lin Zhujin leaned his head back on the head of the bed, rubbed his fingers unnaturally twice, he wanted a cigarette.

explain what?Explain that his son threw away the pendant with Guan Shan's photo, and he hurt others in a fit of anger?Did it develop into that later?

It shouldn't be, the name Guan Shan, it's best not to appear in Li Chenyin's place, otherwise it will make things worse.

"No." His voice was hoarse, but he answered clearly.

"The housekeeper said, you pushed Li Sichen onto the broken vase, is that true?"

"Yes." Lin Zhujin's tone was calm, as if answering the question, have you had lunch at noon?

"Then I am nothing in your eyes. For so many years, I have been obsessed with you because of my wishful thinking. Did you say this too?" Li Chenyin turned her head, facing Lin Zhujin, her eyes The depths seem to be impenetrable.

Lin Zhujin fell silent.

The air suddenly became quiet, and it seemed that even the sound of dust falling to the ground could be heard in the haze.

This is really not letting go of the slightest chance to trip him up.

After a while, Lin Zhujin raised his eyes and looked at Li Chenyin who was looking at him and stubbornly asking for an answer. He replied, "I said it."

Li Chenyin's tolerance for him has always been very high. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is arrogant, but this does not mean that he has no bottom line.

Li Chenyin raised his hand and slapped him the moment he finished speaking.

This slap was mixed with anger and heavy suffocating disappointment, and the slap did not spare any energy.

With a sound of "slap", Lin Zhujin's slapped face turned away, and his hair fell down. From the crevice of his hair, he saw Li Chenyin's face full of anger, and his pair of eyes full of anger and anger that were about to burst out. Disappointed eyes, with a trace of imperceptible sadness.

The left half of Lin Zhujin's face felt a burning pain, and even the roots of his ears felt numb. He stuck his tongue out against the corner of his mouth, and a bloody rusty smell spread from his mouth.

Obviously the one who got slapped was Lin Zhujin, but the person who suffered great harm was like Li Chenyin. Lin Zhujin heard him suppressing his anger, but gradually breathing heavily.

Lin Zhujin raised his hand and didn't care much. The Buddha opened the hair covering his eyes. He looked at Li Chenyin's figure hidden in the dark, with stubborn eyes and continued to say fearlessly: "What's wrong, am I wrong? What did I say wrong?" Yet?"

Li Chenyin raised his hand to clasp his neck, and pressed him onto the bed, covering his body as well.

He said, "Lin Zhujin, are you heartless?"

Just as Lin Zhujin was about to speak, Li Chenyin tightened his hands, and it became difficult for him to breathe gradually, let alone spit out those hurtful words.

Li Chenyin did it on purpose, because he knew that when it came to stabbing people in the mouth, ten Li Chenyins were no match for him.

But fortunately, Li Chenyin also has a way that Lin Zhujin can't speak.

Lin Zhujin began to struggle, and his eyes began to glow white, but the person on his body firmly suppressed him, not allowing him to move in the slightest.

The quilt on Lin Zhujin's body was torn away, and the suddenly exposed large area of ​​skin came into contact with the cool air, causing a layer of fine goose bumps.

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But Li Chenyin behind him didn't intend to stop.

This was the first time that Li Chenyin was so angry and showed no mercy to him since they were together for so many years.

He thought, why?

Why should he be angry?Originally, the marriage between the two of them was nothing more than a money transaction. If Li Chenyin wanted to like it, did he have to respond?

Why did you question him as soon as you came back?He went to ask the housekeeper, Li Sichen, why didn't he think of asking me first?

He has never trusted himself, and he still wants to talk about liking with himself, and he will feel wronged and angry when he hits someone.

Lin Zhujin is so big, except for Li Chenyin who has touched a hair of his hair.

Obviously he himself likes this face so much, so he is really capable of hitting him so hard.

Normally, when Lin Zhujin made Li Chenyin angry, he would go to beg for mercy, but after a few words, Li Chenyin would not really do anything to him.

But this time, he was still fighting him hard, trembling with pain, but begging for mercy and admitting his mistake without saying a word.

This brutal torture for the purpose of punishment ended with Lin Zhujin fainting in front of his eyes.

He hadn't eaten for a day, and woke up at two o'clock in the afternoon. Last night, he went to find the pendant of Guanshan, caught cold, and was drunk the night before.

After being tormented by Li Chenyin like this, his face was swollen like a fire, his stomach hurt, and his chest hurt so badly that he almost lost consciousness, and passed out after a while.

Li Sichen took a break from school these days to recuperate at home, and suddenly found that his father hadn't been to the company for the past two days.

Moreover, in these two days, he has never seen that male fox go out.

What is he doing in the house?

Did his father teach him a lesson?Li Sichen looked at the slightly open door of the master bedroom.

Then I saw my father who answered a phone call downstairs and was about to leave.

Before leaving, Li Chenyin glanced at the second floor, Li Sichen was startled, felt a little guilty for some reason, and closed the door of his room abruptly.

After a while, he heard the sound of his father's car driving out of the courtyard, and he opened the door and came out poking around.

He stood in front of the master bedroom door, opened the door and walked in.

Lin Zhujin was holding a water glass in his hand, half of his face was swollen, and there was a bruise on his neck, which was deeply imprinted on his pale neck. One can imagine how hard the person who pinched had used it.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head to take a look, stopped, and put the water glass on the bedside table.

Even if Li Sichen hated Lin Zhujin from the bottom of his heart, he took a deep breath seeing him like this.

Lin Zhujin's face was a little red, but her lips were pale. With such a pretty face, the other side was so red and swollen, no wonder she didn't go out these days.

"What's the matter?" Lin Zhujin tilted his head and lay down, with a listless look: "You want to see how Li Chenyin taught me a lesson, you have already seen it, and when you go out, close the door, I want to sleep."

Li Sichen was completely ignored by his light and flirtatious posture. He obviously fell that day, but when the housekeeper complained to Li Chenyin like that, he didn't stand up and refute, and angrily told what he said. The harsh and hurtful words were passed on to the father.

Later, when I thought about it, I also felt a little contemptuous of myself that day. It was obviously a fair and honest struggle between him and Lin Zhujin. Although he passed the word behind his back to make it difficult for Lin Zhujin to do things in front of Li Chenyin, he just wanted to make Li Chenyin Disappointed with Lin Zhujin, knowing that he fed only an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, it was just a mistake in his infatuation.

But now, Lin Zhujin's appearance was all caused by this incident, but he saw that he was not in a hurry, nor did he criticize and question loudly.

However, Li Sichen never thought that his father, who loved Lin Zhujin so much, could still beat him in the face like that.

Li Sichen saw that he was sick and indifferent, and he was clearly standing here ready to fight, but the man had already pulled up the quilt, closed his eyes, and told him to close the door.

Such an attitude of indifference and indifference, as if he felt that these things he did had nothing to do with it like the wind,

Li Sichen suddenly became angry, and an indescribable sense of embarrassment enveloped him. Panting, he shouted at Lin Zhujin: "You deserve it! You annoying stinky fox!"

Then he ran away without closing the door.

The dizzy and confused Lin Zhujin who stayed behind was really a delicate young master, even closing the door would make him annoyed.