My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn't Stop Pestering Me

Duan Chen opened the car door, with a fierce look in his eyes: "Extend your hand, or do you want me to help you?"

Yan Rui stared straight at Duan Chen, "I..."

"Ok?"

Yan Rui looked at the car door, no matter how stupid he was, he understood what Duan Chen was going to do.

He twisted Duan Lin's hand. From Duan Chen's point of view, he just did a heinous thing.

Taste of "retribution" is what he deserves.

Yan Rui stretched out his hand tremblingly and pawed at the edge of the car door.

His understanding of current affairs made Duan Chen feel better.

"Don't move around." As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed the door handle and pulled it in.

With the sound of "bang!", Yan Rui curled up and whimpered.

His right hand was trembling with pain, and he wanted to struggle subconsciously, but even a slight movement would involve the flesh and blood and hurt badly.

His tongue was bitten by the uncontrollable trembling of his teeth, and every word was filled with blood pain: "Achen, is it alright?"

Duan Chen pushed the car door, did not let go of his wrist immediately, but held it in his hand as if admiring a work of art and looked at it carefully.

Three of the five fingers were broken, and the originally fair and long fingers were now swollen into small carrot heads, and the pink and white nails were filled with blood, one can imagine the severity of the injury.

"Does it hurt? Yan Rui."

Yan Rui couldn't take it anymore, tears fell in the blink of his eyes, "It hurts."

"It's fine if it hurts, remember you deserve it."

Duan Chen mercilessly held his injured hand and crushed it hard.

As if to crush the severed finger.

Yan Rui choked for a moment, and suddenly trembled even more. After struggling like dying, he cried and begged Duan Chen for mercy.

Duan Chen turned a deaf ear to it, and even felt a little refreshed in his heart. The more pain he felt, the happier he was.

Yan Rui's tears fell down in big drops, hitting the injured finger, causing the wound to burn.

Yan Rui was beautiful, and when tears were streaming down his face, he felt palpitations.

Duan Chen is not sensitive to this, and he can't even express sympathy.

He just deliberately wanted to make Yan Rui hurt, and he would have a long memory after the pain.

Take what Duan Lin said to him.

If you dare to hit someone now, you will not be able to shake the sky if you wait for a long time.

So before he "turns the sky upside down", he has to personally smash his rebellious bones and break his wings, so that he will never be able to turn upside down for the rest of his life.

"Do you still dare to hit someone in the future?"

Yan Rui cried and shook his head: "Don't dare."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Duan Chen let go of his hand, took gauze from the glove box and threw it to him.

"Wrap it up." It was said to be bandaged, but in fact it was to let him cover the wound, so that grandma wouldn't feel bad about it.

With trembling hands, Yan Rui lifted off the gauze, his right hand could no longer move, and a slight movement of his fingertips felt as painful as a needle prick.

Yan Rui wrapped the gauze around his fingers messily, and tied the four fingers with his left hand over his mouth.

Before the dressing was finished, Duan Chen stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and the car jumped out.

Yan Rui's body slammed forward uncontrollably, but luckily he reacted in time and grabbed the seat belt, otherwise his forehead would have touched the car window.

The corner of Yan Rui's eyes inadvertently glanced at Duan Chen's profile.

Annoyance flashed across his brows and eyes, he manipulated the steering wheel with one hand, touched the cigarette case from the platform with the other to open it, took a cigarette out of it and lit it.

Yan Rui's mouth seemed to be sealed by ice, and the idea of ​​reminding him to smoke less, which was still hesitating, suddenly disappeared.

Duan Chen, who was driving the car, never stopped talking, smoking one cigarette after another, and the smoke in the car was filled with the smell of tobacco.

Yan Rui couldn't get used to the smell, and coughed profusely from the smoke.

Apart from the occasional lighter and Yan Rui's coughing along the way, there was no other movement.

This silent atmosphere continued until the door of the Duan family's old house.

Duan Chen turned off the car, then opened the door and got out of the car without even looking at Yan Rui.

Watching Yan Rui get out of the car, Duan Chen spit out the cigarette in his mouth and crushed it with his feet.

"If grandma asks about your hand, do you know how to answer?"

Yan Rui said: "I was too stupid to accidentally pinch it when I closed the car door."

Duan Chen nodded in satisfaction, Yan Rui should be such a useless fool for the rest of his life, not retaliate when scolded or beaten, but obediently obey his own words and be his own slave.

Almost in front of the house, Duan Chen took the initiative to grab Yan Rui's wrist, then took out a ring from his pocket and put it on for him.

"Put the ring on carefully and don't lose it."

Grandma saw his marriage with Yan Rui.

Although he hated Yan Rui, he didn't want to make the old lady sad, he had to do what was supposed to be acting, not only to do it, but also to do it well so that the old lady couldn't see it.

His actions were without warning, Yan Rui looked at the ring on his left middle finger, and after a brief blank mind, his heart felt slightly sour.

He only wore this ring on the day of engagement, Duan Chen took it back after wearing it once, and bluntly said that he didn't deserve it.

The hand holding his wrist was warm, but his face was as cold as ice.

Even though he knew he was acting, Yan Rui still couldn't control his heartbeat, and he was a little nervous and at a loss.

Yan Rui followed Duan Chen obediently, watching him ring the doorbell.

After waiting for a while, the door was opened, and it was Uncle He who opened the door. After seeing Duan Chen and Yan Rui, his face was filled with joy.

"Master Yan, come in quickly, the old lady is already waiting for you in the house." Uncle He called the two of them into the house to get the slippers, while calling inside.

"Old lady, Young Master Yan and Eldest Young Master are here."

After Duan Chen and Yan Rui finished changing their shoes, the old lady came out as soon as they entered the hall.

"Rui Rui." The old lady squinted her eyes with a smile, and called Yan Rui kindly. As for Duan Chen, she didn't even call her out of the corner of her eye, as if she didn't see her.

The old lady came over and first hugged Yan Rui, then touched his face and looked at him carefully. The more she looked at it, the sadder she became. As people get older, they tend to be sentimental, and their eyes turn red instantly.

"I haven't seen you for a month, why are you so thin? Did Duan Chen bully you?"

"No..." Yan Rui smiled, his dark eyes were like stars.

"Achen was very kind to me, he didn't bully me."

"Grandma, since you have a granddaughter-in-law, you don't want me as an eldest grandson. You ask Yan Rui as soon as you come, and you don't even look at me."

Yan Rui quietly raised his eyelids to look at Duan Chen. At this time, the man seemed to be a different person. The face that was cold just now was as gentle as the spring breeze, and the disgust and dislike in his eyebrows had long since disappeared. Instead, there is an eyeful of intimacy.

The old lady glared at him sullenly: "I've seen your face for more than 20 years, what's so good about it!"

"Tell me carefully, have you bullied Ruirui, have you treated him badly? Why hasn't I seen him for a month, and he has become so thin?"