After divorcing the slag dog, he joined a wealthy family

More than two months later, Lin Luo has completely adapted to the work in the villa. He will be responsible for cleaning and cooking dinner. Occasionally, he will help his aunt to help out and go to the supermarket to buy supplies.

On the surface, they are the same as everyone else, but Lin Luo can tell that everyone here has contempt for him.

During the day he toiled and did his duty, but at night he lay on Lu Yixuan's bed and let himself down.

Lin Luo heard them scolding him as a sao behind his back more than once.

When he married Lu Yixuan, many people looked down on him. Now everyone in his family knows that his father was sent to prison by Lu Yixuan himself, and he is still shamelessly sleeping with Lu Yixuan. for his plaything.

"He still refuses to divorce after all this, tell me, is he cheap?"

"Oh, poor Mr. Ye."

"Tell me, isn't Mr. Lu being threatened by him for some reason?"

Lin Luo tried her best to be equal to them, but in the end, she was only worthy of stepping into the dirty mud.

Go to bed with Lu Yixuan at night, Lu Yixuan doesn't like to see him cry but likes to hear him cry, if he whimpers and refuses to make a sound, he will be treated more violently.

Sucking Lin Luo's skin lightly will leave marks, let alone being treated so roughly, the upper body is covered with bluish-red spots, and the marks look even more ferocious on the fair skin.

Lin Luo was wearing clothes with a high collar, but there were still some glaring marks that couldn't be concealed. When Ye Mingchu saw it, he vented all the resentment and jealousy in his heart on him.

His body was wasted as early as the miscarriage, plus he served Ye Mingchu for entertainment during the day and was tortured by Lu Yixuan at night, his body became thinner and thinner.

Lu Yixuan was inexplicably annoyed holding Lin Luo who was like a paper man, pinching his waist and asking, "Why are you getting thinner? How can you get pregnant with such a thin body?"

Lin Luo had been tormented for a long time, so she didn't have the strength to respond to his words. After being forcibly woken up by Lu Yixuan, when she opened her eyes, she felt dizzy.

Lu Yixuan frowned, and touched his forehead, only when it was hot did he realize that Lin Luo had a fever.

He got out of bed and called Dr. Zhang.

Dr. Zhang entered the room, saw the mess on the bed, and Lin Luo lying unconscious on the bed, his heart skipped a beat.

Lin Luo didn't sleep well, and opened her eyes after hearing the movement. The originally bright and pure eyes were now lifeless, which made people feel frightened.

Doctor Zhang prescribed medicine and gave another injection, and Lin Luocai fell asleep again in a daze.

Doctor Zhang walked in front of Lu Yixuan, hesitated for a moment before saying in a deep voice: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lin's body is very weak, and it's not suitable to be in bed during this time."

He said it very euphemistically. In fact, Lin Luo's body is not only weak, but the bruises on his body are so frightening that even people can see it. It is simply not human.

"Okay, I know, I have a sense of proportion."

It seems that it's time to stop for a while, and I'm afraid that Lin Luo will really have a problem.

After Dr. Zhang left, Lu Yixuan sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Lin Luo. Finally, he glanced at his stomach and reached into the quilt to touch his stomach. It was still flat. Month, whether the stomach can conceive a child.

Lu Yixuan was deeply obsessed with the fact that Lin Luo was pregnant with a child, perhaps because he was thinking about Lin Luo having a child.

Lin Luo had a nightmare in a chaotic state. He dreamed that he saw his father in prison.

"Dad—" Lin Luo rushed up to catch up with that figure.

Papa Lin stopped and turned around to look at Lin Luo tenderly, with a slight smile on his lips, "Luo Luo, live well, Papa is leaving."

But Lin Luo, whose father was obviously smiling, felt that his smile was so bleak.

Immediately, Papa Lin's body became lighter and lighter, becoming transparent, Lin Luo's eyes widened, and he rushed up to try to hug him, but it was in vain.His hand passed through the translucent body, which looked extremely strange. He wanted to grab his father in panic, but he could only watch his figure thin in the pitch black.

Sadness and grievance, pain and despair overwhelmed him so painfully that he couldn't breathe.

Lin Luo cried in her dream, crying desperately, and kept chanting.

Dad, don't go, don't leave me alone.

Lin Luo cried and woke up from the dream with a dazed expression. He didn't realize it was a dream until his mind regained some clarity. He touched his heart, and there was a throbbing pain there.

……

Lu Yixuan was looking at the documents when the cell phone on his right rang suddenly. He saw that it was from the prison.

Lu Yixuan frowned and picked up the call: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Lu, Lin Zhenyu committed suicide in prison."

Lu Yixuan stood up abruptly, "Did he commit suicide?"

"It was... discovered this morning."

"Don't reveal it yet, I'll go over."

Lu Yixuan took out the car keys from the drawer, his hands were shaking all the time, he didn't expect that the man who deserved it committed suicide.

Lin Zhenyu deserved to die, but not at this time, what if Lin Luo died?

Lu Yixuan asked the prison not to let it out, but the news of the former mayor's suicide would spread throughout the entire city of C.

Since Mayor Lin entered the prison, the enthusiasm has not dissipated. As soon as the newspapers and magazines got the news, no matter whether it was true or not, they began to edit the manuscript and upload it, pushing the incident to the peak when the heat was the highest.

They only knew that this person committed suicide, but they forgot that he also lived in this world.

Lin Luo dragged her limp body out of bed. Although the fever subsided, she was still a little dizzy and couldn't lift her spirits.

When he opened the bedroom door, he heard the sound of the TV from the living room. The volume was turned up so loud that he could hear what was being said on the TV even though he was so far away.

"Lin Zhenyu, the former mayor, suffered from depression and committed suicide in prison."

There was a roar in Lin Luo's ears, and all the blood on his face was lost. The tingling pain from his heart spread to every corner of his body along the blood, and even his fingertips trembled with pain.

The limp body clings to the cold wall so as not to kneel on the ground.

With his legs wobbling all the time, he stumbled and ran to the living room, staring at the TV screen in horror.

Ye Mingchu was sitting leisurely on the sofa, eating melon seeds and watching TV with great interest. When he saw Lin Luo coming over, he patted the fruit peels on his hands: "Lin Luo, see if this is your dad ?”

"Why is your father so reluctant to commit suicide?"

Dad committed suicide?Lin Luo suddenly felt that he couldn't hear anything. He stared blankly at the dazzling title on the screen, and his eyes became more and more blurred.

He clenched his teeth fiercely, as if he wanted to crush a tooth, he didn't believe it!He only saw his father two months ago and he was fine, why did something happen suddenly?

It must be fake, they must be lying.

Lin Luo rushed out in a frenzy without even changing his clothes. He stood on the side of the road and almost desperately stopped a car to go to the prison.

As soon as he opened the door and jumped out of the car, a group of reporters spotted him, ran towards him with surprise in their eyes, and surrounded him.

Lin Luo's weak body was squeezed into the crowd. He tried to squeeze through while pushing, but was pulled back to the original place by the reporter behind him.

Lin Luo's complexion was pale, and she looked at them desperately. Listening to them asking one fatal question after another, Lin Luo pinched her palm and inserted her nails into her palm, leaving a month's bud scar.

"Don't ask me anymore, okay? I just want to see my father!" Lin Luo roared, tears rolled down her cheeks, and looked at the reporters with hatred in her red eyes.

The reporters standing close to him were shocked by him, and they actually took a step back. Lin Luo pushed away the people blocking him, and ran to the prison gate through the cracks.

But when he was about to go in, he was stopped by the police. Lin Luo dragged the policeman with a hoarse voice: "Lin Zhen is my father, I beg you to let me go in and see him."

It was chaotic outside, and it was also chaotic inside. The police dared not let him in at all, saying that they would not let him in until after the appraisal was completed inside, and they had to go through formalities.

"What appraisal?" Lin Luo asked hoarsely.

"Corpse identification."

Lin Luo only felt the darkness in front of his eyes, and his mind was buzzing. He took a step back and almost knelt on the ground.

A rush of hot blood surged up in her heart, Lin Luo covered her chest and curled up her body, a fishy sweetness came from her throat.

Lu Yixuan stood at the window and looked outside, his expression was dim and he didn't know what he was thinking. He lit a cigarette and held it, his fingers trembled involuntarily, and the ashes bounced from his fingertips to the ground.

Suddenly, a weak figure appeared in his line of sight, Lu Yixuan was stunned, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, and then ran out in a hurry.

Why did Lin Luo come here?

Lu Yixuan went out to say hello to the guards, at this moment Lin Luo also saw Lu Yixuan, his pupils flickered, and his throat suddenly choked.

"I want to see my father." Just a few words revealed endless despair, Lu Yixuan was stared at by his dark pupils, suddenly didn't know what to say.

comfort?Lin Luo might not listen to him.

He brought Lin Luo in, and Lin Luo remained silent, neither crying nor speaking along the way, as quiet as a puppet, the more he behaved like this, the more panicked Lu Yixuan felt.

He didn't know what he was afraid of?

But a voice in his heart told him that as long as Lin Luo saw his father's body, he would lose him forever and never get him.

Lu Yixuan clenched his hands tightly, the veins on his arms stood out, he shouldn't have brought him in.

Father Lin committed suicide by inserting a glass into his heart. He lived in a single cell, and no one found out. It was not until the prison guard came in to call him the next day that the bed was covered with blood. When the doctor was called He is dead.

There was a smell of blood just entering the shop in the cell. Lin Luo looked through the crowd and saw a person lying on the bed. He couldn't see his face because his body was covered by a white cloth.

Lin Luo felt dizzy and wobbly in an instant, and Lu Yixuan at the side saw him stretch out his arms to hug him. Lin Luo struggled weakly in his arms, with a painful expression on his face.

"Let me in." He turned his head to look at Lu Yixuan, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

Lu Yixuan hugged him even tighter and didn't let him go in. He had seen the corpse, and it was a bit bloody, afraid that Lin Luo wouldn't be able to hold on.

Lin Luo turned around abruptly and grabbed Lu Yixuan's collar tightly, shaking her lips: "Lu Yixuan why, why! I obviously listen to you very much, why still refuse to let my father go!"

Lu Yixuan's breath was stagnant, he staggered Lin Luo's gaze and lowered his head to look at the bluish-white knuckles grabbing his collar, and violently broke his hand away.

"Didn't you hear what the prison guard said? He committed suicide. What does it have to do with me?"