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She didn't know how Zhong Yuqing had mastered this "Godly Art". He could make a phone call and kiss a woman at the same time without arousing suspicion from the people on the other side of the phone.

A few days ago, every time he had a conversation with her on the phone, it was unknown if he had a woman under his body.

Tang Xiao Ai's heart had a shadow that could not be removed. It wasn't planted by Jiang Xinyue, but was personally left behind by Zhong Yuangqing.

At most, Jiang Xinyue would just throw a little cold, dirty water into the shadows.

He finally hung up the phone and threw it to the side. Looking at Tang Xiaoyi who was crying, he also felt that she had been spoiled. Raising his brows, he reached out his hand to straighten her face. His gentle tone when he was talking to someone else was tinged with impatience: "What's wrong?"

Tang Xiao Yi closed her eyes and did not reply, but her tears still flowed uncontrollably.

"What are you crying for? Did I hurt you? " Zhong Yuqing was getting impatient. His face, which had always been filled with anger and joy, turned dark.

It wasn't easy for him to return home early, so he wanted to be warm with her. Yet, after not sleeping together for a few days, this woman acted as if she hadn't been touched by a man. Her expression was one of grief after being raped.

"Stop crying, where are you going to make it hurt? Let me massage it for you." Zhong Yuqing pulled her up and held her in his arms. His impatient tone was coaxing her again.

He thought of the cat he had at home when he was young, the kind of cat that treated itself as its owner. When he was happy, it would submit to him, beg for caresses, and when it wasn't happy, anyone would touch it with their claws, baring their fangs and raising their fur, not allowing anyone to get close.

Just now, Tang Xiao Yi was like a cat. It was as if her tail had been stepped on, causing her to feel pain. She actually bit him. Now, she was once again stifling her tears and ignoring him.

"Here? Or here? " When Zhong Yuqing had "played" with her in his arms earlier, he might not have been able to control the strength in his hands or it might have hurt because of the pinching.

Every time he came back, it was to vent his desires. Sometimes, he was too busy, and to satisfy his physical needs, he would bring back his work. While bullying her, he would also deal with official matters.

"Tang Xiao Ai." Zhong Yuqing's coaxing tone turned serious again. He was obviously rejected by her in such a disgusted manner. His originally high-spirited mood became terrible.

Ever since he put the ruby diamond ring on her finger and tacitly told the media about his love affair, Zhong Yuqing no longer wore his perfect mask in front of Tang Xiao Ai.

"No more crying, where's the discomfort?" He took a deep breath and suppressed his displeasure with great difficulty. He saw that she was crying so much that the corners of her eyes were red and tears were dripping. He could not bear to bully her again.

Qin Junning was right. Her most beautiful side was when she was in tears.

Just like the female protagonist in the television, tears rolled down her soft cheeks, causing men to always feel pity for her.

Tang Xiao Ei's heart was not comfortable, but she was unable to express her disgust.

She wasn't good at expressing herself, especially in front of Zhong Yuqing.

"I've been gone for the past few days, who bullied you?" Zhong Yuqing couldn't be bothered to guess her heart at the moment, because she was no longer a little lover touching her lungs, but a certified wife.

Therefore, Zhong Yuqing didn't want to try and figure out her thoughts. In front of Tang Xiao Ei, he was not as perfect as before in disguise, showing off the happiness and anger in his heart.

Tang Xiaosi broke free from his embrace and wiped away her tears. Who in this world would dare to bully her?

Only Zhong Yuqing would bully him if he wanted to.

Zhong Yuqing was infuriated, so he didn't try to coax Tang Xiao Ai anymore. Instead, he walked over to the window, lit up a cigarette, and took a long drag.

He really didn't know why she liked her personality so much in the past. Now that she had received retribution, when she wasn't happy, it was completely different from when she was usually docile. Now, Zhong Yuqing only wanted to strangle her to death.

Tang Xiao Ai rarely showed any obvious emotions. She wasn't like Zhong Yuqing, who was unfathomable, neither happy nor angry. Instead, she was calm and serene inside.

When she was unhappy, she was only quieter than usual.

However, this silence became extremely repulsive in Zhong Yuqing's eyes.

Men were aggressive. They liked strong opponents. If they fought loudly, it would be stabbing at their opponent's weak spot. And Tang Xiao Ai's way was like chopping water that couldn't be grasped, but also like cotton. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't respond.

The cold war style had turned Zhong Yuqing's anger into anger.

When Tang Xiao Ai was still his lover, Zhong Yuqing's anger and anger wouldn't let her see a dot. It was a pity that she was his wife now, so she saw anger that could burn her to death before the time it took to smoke a cigarette.

"Don't cry." After taking two deep breaths, Zhong Yuqing's voice turned cold. There was no trace of the gentleness from before.

When Tang Xiao Yi heard his voice, she felt a chill run down her spine.

However, she could not stop her tears. The depression that she had been imprisoned in this period of time had completely flooded her. She was unable to be a good actress. When she said "ka", she withdrew her tears and smiled.

"You don't understand me?" Zhong Yuqing put out his cigarette and walked to the bed. He looked at the woman who was kneeling on top of the bed and covering his face with her hands.

Under her nightgown, her collarbone was very attractive, revealing her slender calves that were also full of charm.

Tang Xiao Ai was aware of the danger. She knew that she had to obey Zhong Guo completely and become an obedient pet.

However, she was a human and would always have her own feelings. Sometimes, she would lose control and be unable to retract those overflowing emotions.

His wrist was grasped and the big bed was gently pushed down. Tang Xiaosi was thrown to the side of the pillow in the next second. Before she could react, her entire body was pressed down.

Zhong Yuqing easily hooked her wrists onto the pillow with one hand. He coldly looked at Tang Xiao Ai without a trace of gentleness in his eyes. It was as if he was looking at a predator with a cold gaze.

There were still tears on Tang Xiao Ai's face. The tears on her eyelashes shone beautifully under the light. Her clear eyes, which seemed to have been washed away by the rain, were tainted with fear and resistance.

"I didn't come back to see you make a fool of me." Zhong Yuqing saw the fear in her eyes and his heart softened. He didn't like her treating him like a cold war. "I'll ask you one last time, why are you crying?"

In fact, when Zhong Yuqing asked if she had been bullied, he thought that she might have been unhappy because of Jiang Xinyue, but he wanted Tang Xiaoyue to personally tell him about it.

He really wanted to dissect this kind of woman who kept everything to herself.

He came back, as long as he was in bed, he would be able to vent his anger on her. There was no need to say anything, no need to do anything, no need to have your own thoughts, no need to have your own emotions, she was just a tool.

His hand clenched painfully, but his heart ached even more. Tang Xiao Ai didn't know whether it was because the marriage was too complicated or because she was too innocent back then.

Zhong Yuqing couldn't get her answer. Looking at her expression of refusal and stubborn smile, he knew that his wife had not been taught well.

Tang Xiao's eyebrows wrinkled from the pain. She knew what she was about to face …

It was unknown if all men liked to use this method to proclaim their dominance. In any case, what Zhong Yuqing loved to do the most was to conquer his body time and time again.

It was as if through her small and warm passageway, he could strike her soul and make her mind a mess.

Of course, if he was careful in his service, he would be happy to treat her gently, but she was not a slave, but a wife.