The Trap of the Rich: The First Lady Never Comes Home

Chapter 169 Turn Your Face and Ruthless (9)

In the bathroom, Du Liangchen changed out of his pajamas, only to see in the mirror that the tortured people were no longer human.

Gently touching the blue spot on his body with his fingertips touched the pain-sensitive nerves all over his body.

Du Liangchen looked at his despondent self in the mirror, and felt boundless sadness in his heart.

Six years ago, she lost her mother.

Six years later, she lost her father again.Not Joanne yet.

She promised them at the grave of her parents that she would take good care of herself and take good care of her younger sister.

Now, she made herself into such a mess.

She couldn't protect herself, and she didn't know how to save her sister.

The absurd night made her pregnant with an innocent child, and she was like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced.

Every step you take is not up to you.

Why?What will her life be like?

Every time she starts over, shattering her gorgeous crystal dreams.

When she was going to the wine show with great interest, an accident happened to her mother.

After she accepted Joan's marriage proposal, she slept with a strange man.

During her trip to Europe, Dad also left himself.

In the end, when she finally began to feel that the man beside her was not bad, fate played such a big joke on her again.

Drive her directly from the clouds into the abyss.

The physical pain can no longer cover the memory pain.

The crystal tears in the eye sockets surged as if a bank had burst.

Du Liangchen squatted down in the bathroom, hugged his knees with both hands, and burst into tears.

In the bathroom, the sound of rushing water was mixed with her crying, the noise was endless...

In the study room, as soon as Du Liangchen entered the bathroom and closed the door, there was only an empty room left on the LCD monitoring screen.

Huo Qirui looked away, leaned back on the chair, and gently closed his eyes.

Closing your eyes can turn off the sight in front of you, but you can't turn off the picture in your mind.

When the surveillance camera was pulled closer and closer by him, he could clearly see the scars on Du Liangchen's body.

He could clearly see her pale face, the expression of biting her lips, and even the movement of her shrinking when Zhang Ma helped her.

When her toes landed on the ground, the way she was about to fall step by step pierced his heart like a sharp knife.

She hurts, and he hurts too.

She gave him the pain in his heart, and he gave her back the pain in his body.

Leaning on the chair and meditating for a while, the cell phone in the bedroom rang on the monitor.

Du Liangchen just came out of the bathroom holding a towel to wipe his hair.

Huo Qirui straightened up and stared at the woman in the picture, his eyes were still hazy and dark just now, but now they were red and swollen.

Did she cry?

Du Liangchen picked up the phone and looked at it. It was the call from Dean Li of the Orphanage. He cleared his voice and answered, "Hello."

"Miss Du, I'm sorry to bother you. The children have been thinking about you a lot these days. Can you come and visit them when you have time? Da Bing had a fever yesterday and wanted to see you all the time. I know you are busy, so I haven't dared to disturb you. ..."

On the phone, Dean Li's voice was full of apology.

"I'm sorry, Dean, I've had too many things to do these days. I'll go see the children tomorrow. Is Da Bing seriously ill?"

As soon as he heard that the children were sick, Du Liangchen became anxious.

"It doesn't matter. I think Miss Du will come over and have a look, and the little guy will be cured without any medicine."

Hearing that Du Liangchen would come, the dean's tone became more relaxed, "Don't disturb Miss Du's rest, I wish you good night."

(End of this chapter)