C12

Empty bedroom, soft music...

Qian Ning closed the book in her hand and stood up from the sofa. The floor was somewhat cold. She put on her slippers, turned off the music, and walked to the corner of the second floor.

"Second Young Madam." The maid standing guard by the bedroom door lightly called out.

Jian Qian Ning did not respond. She raised her hand to grasp the door handle and the maid used her body to stop her. With the same indifferent tone, she said, "Second Young Madam, Young Master has already fallen asleep."

In the Imperial Family, she had the status of the magnificent Second Young Madam, and in private, this was the case. Even a servant would dare speak to her in such a cold tone. However, Jian Chen did not mind. She did not need anyone to look down on her. She looked coldly at the maid and said expressionlessly, "Do not forget that I am the young master's mother."

Then, she turned away and squeezed through the maid's side.

The maid settled down. With disdain in her eyes, she mocked in a low voice, "Using such means to get into the imperial household, you still have the face to say that you are the young master's mother."

In the sky-blue bedroom, there were all kinds of anime pictures pasted all around. The sky-blue children's bed was like an angel, lying quietly and peacefully. And it was only at this moment that Jian Qianyu could quietly look at him.

Little Zhe Zhe was born in October of her pregnancy, but he hated her like a thousand year old enemy. He hated her so much that whenever he saw her, he would pounce on her, hit her, scold her, and even call her a bitch along with the wife!

Jian Qian Ning took a light breath, and a touch of gentleness appeared on her face. She leaned over and carefully pulled up Little Zhe's blanket.

"Hello, Young Master." Just then, the respectful voice of the maid came from outside the door. Jian Qian Ning stood up quickly and turned around, her gentle smile spreading at the same time as she looked at Yu Tian Heng who was in the room with a slight smell of alcohol and said softly, "You're back."

Yu Tianheng was the myth of Bincheng, the myth of the shopping mall, but she was also her real husband, the father of her son!

And this unreachable man, from the moment he entered the room, never once gave her a single straight look. He only walked up to Little Zhe's bed, his cold eyes shamelessly surging with warmth.

Jian Qian Ning turned around and took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them at his feet. "Put them on. Be careful not to catch a cold."

Yu Tian Heng acted as if he didn't hear it. He sat down beside Little Zhe's bed and carefully held up Little Zhe's hand. He opened his fingers and took out the toy car. He knew that Zhe Zhe had the habit of sleeping with the toys in his hands. He was afraid that Zhe Zhe would get hurt by the toys, so he would come every night to help Zhe Zhe remove the toys in his hands.

She crouched down at his feet, took his ankles in her small hands, and put her slippers inside. Yu Tian Heng was annoyed. He angrily raised his leg to kick her in the chest, and her body fell backwards out of inertia. She deliberately suppressed the stifled groan coming out of her mouth, afraid that she would wake Little Zhe up.

Yu Tian Heng's kick was not very strong, but it still hurt her heart, causing her heartache …

She felt Yu Tian Heng's disgust and saw the servant's contemptuous gaze. She resisted the urge to shed a single tear and got up from the ground in a sorry state. He straightened his clothes and walked out of Little Zhe's room.

She returned to her bedroom and checked that it was not too late. According to normal times, Yu Tian Heng would not have come back so early. She consoled herself that Yu Tianheng was only drunk when he suddenly started kicking her.

Shaking his head, he undressed the servant who brought him in and put the clothes neatly back in the wardrobe. He also picked out a set of clothes from the closet and placed them on the chair.

After that, she turned on the hot water switch and walked out of the room. Yu Tian Heng just happened to return to his room. She didn't even need to look up to feel his ice-cold gaze. She closed her eyes, still speaking to him in her gentle voice. "The hot water is ready. Hurry and take a bath."

Yu Tian Heng immediately saw the large conch on the bedside table. His already tightly knitted eyebrows became even more vertical. He coldly asked, "What is this?"

"The conch was delivered by my mother today. I saw it and put it in the room."

"From now on, you're not allowed to change the decorations in the bedroom without permission, not even a single bit!" Yu Tian Heng arrogantly announced. He grabbed the conch and threw it out the window. The conch drew a perfect curve in the night and landed in the garden on the first floor with a "dong" sound.

Seeing the conch being thrown out, the unwillingness to part in her heart sunk deep into her heart. She nodded her head obediently. "I understand."

She, Le Le and Wang Xinfeng had picked up the conch by the sea. Le Le had been reluctant to sell it, and it was the only thing she had been unwilling to sell.

Yu Tian Heng was extremely disgusted by her lukewarm appearance. His slender fingers grabbed her lower jaw and lifted her up. He then threw her onto the bed, pressing his well-built body onto it. It was followed by a rough kiss, full of rage.

"Tian Heng, I …"

"Jane Qian Ning, you're so dirty!" That was the first thing he said tonight.

"Then let me go in and take a bath, okay?"

"Can you wash it off? Bitch! " Yu Tian Heng's grip on her lower jaw changed to a strangling on her neck, and he threw her off the bed. The heavy impact made her suffer, and she lay on the ground, gritting her teeth.

Yu Tian Heng gasped for breath, he slightly raised his body and stared at her, "Come here!"

With great difficulty, Jian Qian Ning crawled up from the ground and stood before him while enduring the pain. She lifted her hand to remove the clothes on her body one by one. Yu Tianheng liked women. He repeatedly consoled himself with the thought: He's drunk, he's drunk, he's his husband, his body belongs to him in the first place …

This was him. He wanted her all the time. He didn't even look at her when he didn't want her. She was his outlet. But in order to see Zhe Zhe every day and live with him every day, she was willing to endure, even if everyone in the imperial clan hated her and looked down on her.

Finally, he was tired and gasped for breath as he fell to the side.

With great difficulty, she propped herself up and got off the bed. The water in the bathroom was already full, so she sank her aching body into the warm water. Let the pain slowly drain out of your body, then stand up and wipe off the water with a large towel.

In the bathroom mirror, she could see her reflection in the mirror. On her white skin, there were new wounds and old ones all over her body.

She had only been married for a week and she was already injured like this. There was still a lot of time left, so she didn't know how much longer she could endure. But as long as she could stay in the Imperial Family, she did not care about the length of time.

After washing himself and going out, he saw that the bedside phone was ringing. He walked over and lifted the receiver to his ear. A feminine voice immediately came from the other end of the phone, "Young Master Heng, I can't sleep, do you want to accompany me?"

This kind of phone call was something Qian Ning had heard a lot, but she didn't say anything. She just held the phone up in front of Yu Tian Heng and said, "It's for you."

Yu Tian Heng took over the microphone and smiled: "Darling, I'm tired tonight, so I'll go tomorrow. Be good and go to bed early."

"You're so annoying. Don't lie to me."

"I definitely won't lie to you." Yu Tianheng hung up and took the call back to the phone.

Her expression was calm, as if none of this had anything to do with her, as if the man who had just kissed me was not her husband. And it was this sort of calmness that made Yu Tian Heng hate him to the bones.

Yu Tianheng lay down on his bed. The two meter wide bed separated the two of them, as if he was sleeping with his back to the other side each time. The moonlight shone through the window onto her pretty face. She turned her head and looked at his back as she softly said, "Tian Heng, it's not good if Little Zhe is like this every day. It's better to leave him at home with a teacher to discipline him."

What responded to her was a room full of silence, as well as his cold back. Yu Tianheng would never say a single unnecessary word to her. She turned her head and stared at the bright crescent moon in the sky in a daze.

She wasn't the kind of Cinderella who wanted to become a phoenix overnight, but no one was willing to believe her. From the moment she entered the imperial family, her body had been branded with the imprint of a shameless woman.