Chapter 1829

It was late at night when Yu Zeyao returned to the vice presidential palace.

Tired, he sat back in the back seat with his eyes closed. He opened his eyes slowly until the car stopped and solemnly turned around to call him.

The driver ran out of the car to open the door for him. He got out of the car. Almost instinctively, she looked up - it was the window of her room. These days, it's dark there. There's no light at all.

But tonight, as soon as he looked up, he was surprised to see that the light was on in that room.

He strode to the villa and left them outside.

"Sir." In a hurry, he didn't even have time to change his shoes and strode inside. He turned a deaf ear to the servant's respectful greeting.

All the way up the stairs, she suddenly opened the door of her room. The light inside was bright and clear, and the familiar figure was not seen. Only a few servants were cleaning up in the room.

Hearing the news, the servant raised his head and said, "good evening, sir."

"Just you guys here?" Yu Zeyao asked.

"Yes, sir. Are you looking for someone? "

Yu Zeyao glanced at the empty room. For a moment, he seemed to wake up from a dream. What is he looking for? She's not here at all! She was in the villa, guarded and unable to fly.

Even if she could fly out, she would never be here. I'm afraid that she and her fiance Liang Shengyi should have left long ago and had a double life!

"Are you all right, sir?" The servant noticed something wrong with his face and inquired worried.

Yu Zeyao said nothing but slammed the door heavily and went out.

The sound of "bang -" rang through the room, making people feel frightened. Servants one by one, you look at me, I look at you.

As we all know, Mr. Jing's mood has been extremely bad in the past few days. It's like a bomb. It's like a bomb. This made everyone in the family cautious.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Just after the new year, fireworks are still blooming in the city. The more prosperous and resplendent outside, the more lonely she will stand alone in a house.

She has a cold and seems to have a fever. Dizzy and heavy, he lay on the bed and didn't want to move.

Jingyu is lying on the sofa with a thin blanket in his arms when he hears something moving at the door.

That's a little bit faster.

Bodyguards outside never come in at this time. It's impossible for her to fill this point.

So, who will come?

Jing Yu's heart trembled. He sat up with the quilt and looked at the door subconsciously. At that glance, the whole person was stunned.

The man she thought would never appear in front of her eyes was standing at the door. Her eyes looked at the past, and his deep, cold eyes can meet.

He came to her step by step. Jingyu's hand holding the quilt is tighter and tighter.

The next moment, the man has stepped to the sofa. She instinctively shrunk her legs to make room for the other end.

He sat down directly.

Jingyu retreated and leaned on the other end of the sofa. The two people are not too close, but still can clearly smell the smell of alcohol on his body.

Because of his sudden appearance, the original empty hall makes Jingyu feel that it has suddenly become narrower and it is difficult to breathe.

Yu Zeyao did not take the initiative to speak, just sat there, lit a cigarette and smoked. For a moment, Jingyu wondered if he was going to smoke all night.

"Pour me a glass of water." He suddenly opened his mouth. Maybe it was because he drank too much wine. His deep voice was hoarse.

Jingyu didn't answer. He just lifted the quilt, got off the sofa and went to the kitchen. She was burning a little uncomfortable. She took a cold medicine in the cupboard and poured out a glass of water.

She bent over and put the water on the coffee table in front of him.

Yu Zeyao looked at her in such a cold day, there was no heating in the room, and she was wearing only a thin nightdress. Two snow-white legs were exposed.

He Mou color a heavy, one arm reaches out, hoop her waist. With a tug, she fell on his lap.

Because of the fever, Jingyu was very hot. At the moment, being held in his arms by a man, the fire burned more vigorously for a time.

She struggled, but the man under her hugged more and more tightly. Then, as if he had no patience, he took her up and strode upstairs.

Of course, Jingyu knew what he wanted to do. He grabbed his shirt and said, "you let me down!"

"Where do you live?" He didn't seem to hear what she said. He asked himself.

Jingyu did not answer, but pulled his shirt as a protest. However, such a protest has no effect on him. He was always taut, "then pick one."

After that, he picked one nearby, kicked the door and went in.

Jingyu was so dazed that he put it down as soon as he went in. He pressed it directly on the wall and began to kiss wildly. It was like venting, revenge and punishment. His kiss was savage and brutal.Jingyu was so depressed that he was about to explode at any time. She pushed him fiercely to refuse.

Such a refusal, to Yu Zeyao, is simply adding fuel to the fire. What were she and Liang Shengyi doing that day? She rejected herself so fiercely. What kind of performance did she show in front of Liang Shengyi?

Warm catering?

If he didn't just show up there, what would the lonely man and daughter in the same room do next?

All he could see in his mind was the picture of her warmly chanting in the arms of other men. His breath was steep and heavy, and his eyes were terrible.

Jingyu's eyes were startled for a moment, even forgetting to struggle. He suddenly buckled her shoulder and turned her whole person over, so that she could stick to the wall. Because of his anger, he had great strength in his hands, and his fingers seemed to pinch into her shoulder blades, which made her feel soft with pain.

"No!"

Jingyu knew what he wanted to do. A strong sense of humiliation swept over her. She exclaimed, but it was too late.

The legs are pushed up by the man's solid thighs, the thin nightdress is pushed up, and the thin underpants inside are hooked down by one of his fingers, and they are directly faded to the knee.

I don't know if it's too cold or too flustered. Jingyu's legs tremble. Twist the body to break the man's imprisonment, but, he pressed her waist with one hand, let her move.

Behind him, there was a rustling sound.

The man untied the buckle neatly.

When Jingyu looked back, he could only see the lines of his face, which were taut and tight, without a trace of emotion on his face.

She wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something and could not make a sound. All the struggle, in front of this angry man, was of no help.

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