if love is invisible

From the door to the balcony, there was bright red liquid, and the pungent smell in the air told him that it was just ordinary red paint.

However, the resulting visual effect is very impactful.

Han Fei took a deep breath, stood at the door of the room and did not go in: "Chen Mian, come down."

Chen Mian swayed her legs, and she lost her balance and leaned back several times, but she adjusted it back in time every time, but the wobbly appearance stretched Han Feishen's nerves to the extreme.

He tried to keep his voice and tone as soft as possible, took off his shoes, and moved toward the door with bare feet: "Chen Mian, it's dangerous there, you come down first, we can discuss things slowly, be obedient, be good."

Chen Mian's dangling legs stopped, and she tilted her head and smiled: "Han Feichen, why aren't you angry? I challenged your authority!"

"You should point at me and say: Chen Mian, you scheming bitch! If you want to die, stay away! Don't stand in my way!"

"Oh, I see, you're not Han Feichen!" Chen Mian giggled, her legs continued to dangle, and her body swayed from side to side.

Han Feishen's nerves tensed up again.

I wanted to rush over and drag her down, but I didn't expect him to have this idea, so I heard Chen Mian say: "Han Feichen, don't move, I can 'see' it! If you move, I will be scared!"

"What should I do if I fall in fear?"

"Yeah! You'll die if you fall!" Chen Mian let go of his hands and clapped his hands happily, "It's good to die, I can be reunited with my daughter, and you can marry Chen Luoluo too! It's great to have the best of both worlds." It couldn't be better—ah!"

The body swayed and leaned back!

At the critical moment, Han Fei rushed over, pulled her back, and threw her on the bed.

"Chen Mian, you crazy!"

Han Feishen pressed her hands, imprisoned her, and tried his best to suppress his anger: "Do you really think I dare not touch you? Chen Mian, I have a bottom line!"

Thinking of the helplessness during childbirth, the desolation of being ignored after childbirth, and the tragic death of her daughter, Chen Mian's pretended strength collapsed all of a sudden. She yelled and hit him with her head and kicked him with her legs: "Han Feishen, I hate you! I hate you, I hate you!"

"Baby! Baby! Baby! Baby, don't go!"

She screamed, struggled, and her emotions became more and more agitated. Han Fei couldn't hold her down anymore, and immediately stabbed her down with one hand.

Chen Mian stopped screaming, and her whole body went limp.

Han Fei held her limp body in his arms, his eyes glanced at the paint all over the floor, and he shouted, "Xiaoqi!"

Xiao Qi came in tremblingly: "Master."

"Find a few people to do the hygiene, by the way." Han Feichen looked at the quiet woman in his arms, and his anger dissipated little by little, "Call Dr. Wang over first."

Xiaoqi hurried to call someone.

After a while, Aunt Xue and the servants from the original courtyard all appeared, and Dr. Wang came the fastest. Seeing the paint and dolls all over the floor, his legs went limp.

"What's the matter, young lady?"

"I was so emotional that I knocked her out." Han Fei said with a blank expression on his face.

Dr. Wang is a female doctor who is over half a century old. She disapproved when she heard the words, but after all, it was a family affair, so she couldn't say anything.

After a brief examination for Chen Mian, Dr. Wang said, "Mr. Han, Madam's body has already damaged her vital energy, and she must rest. First of all, her emotions should not fluctuate like today."

After a pause, he continued: "I heard that my wife just lost a child, Mr. Han, with all due respect, she now—"

Han Feishen interrupted with a wave of his hand: "Doctor Wang, this is not your scope of work, please go out."

Dr. Wang bowed his head and retreated.

After a while, Xiao Qi also withdrew.

Han Fei looked down at the paint on himself and Chen Mian, frowned in disgust, and then went into the bathroom.

First, he washed himself casually and put on clean clothes. Han Fei filled a bathtub full of water, removed Chen Mian's clothes in two or three strokes, put her in the bathtub, and frowned to wash her body .

Her skin was fair and tender, and he just wiped it with a towel a few times, leaving a red mark on her skin. Han Feichen frowned deeper, but subconsciously relaxed his movements.

She is really thin, so thin that only a handful of bones are left. How did she give birth to a child with such a thin body?How did she survive the days when the child died?

Han Feichen's heart was stabbed without warning.

The woman under the palm suddenly 'opened' her eyes, and then a steamy slap slapped his head, hitting his right cheek!

Chen Mian shielded his chest with both hands and shrank back desperately, his face was cold: "Han Feichen! You're disgusting! You're disgusting!"

He kindly helped her clean it, but she misunderstood him!

With a burst of anger, he jumped into the bathtub and imprisoned her: "Don't you really want me to love you? Don't you really want me to touch you? Now I am willing to touch you and love you, but you scold me instead nausea?"

"Chen Mian, as I said, playing hard to get won't work for me!"

"But this time, I will do as you wish!"

He pushed up, and put aside Chen Mian's screams, begging for mercy and crying, and only plundered and conquered in his mind.

Suddenly, there was a pain on his lip, and Han Feishen woke up suddenly.

He raised his hand and slapped himself hard!

He actually forced Chen Mian!
Hastily fled.

Chen Mian lay softly in the bathtub, unable to lift up her strength, the humiliation just now made her tremble all over.

After a while, Xiaoqi and another maid named Xiaoru came in. Together they pulled her up, dried her, put on clean clothes, and took her to the next room.

Let Xiao Ru go out, Xiao Qi held Chen Mian's hand and cried, "Young Madam, what can I do for you?"

The young lady is so pitiful. Her husband doesn't love her, and her daughter is gone. Just now, she almost... She hurts even an outsider looks at her. How can the young master be so cruel?
Chen Mian slowly shook her head and told Xiao Qi to go out: "I want to sleep, I will call you tomorrow, you can come in again."

Xiao Qi walked away step by step, and finally moved a chair and took a blanket to stand in front of Chen Mian's door.

Chen Mian didn't notice anything. She slept for a long time and had many strange dreams. The dreams were full of ghosts and monsters, laughing and joking.

Struggling to wake up from the dream, Chen Mian called Xiao Qi.

It was Han Feichen who came in.

Han Fei looked haggard.

After he left home last night, he went to the hospital. He looked at Chen Luoluo's face, but Chen Mian was on his mind. When he went to see his daughter, a voice always sounded in his head: Han Feichen, this It's you and Chen Mian's daughter.

He is crazy.

Chen Mian smelled something different from Xiao Qi, she subconsciously grabbed the quilt tightly, and said sharply, "Han Feichen, what are you doing here? I don't want to see you, get out!"

Han Feichen pressed his forehead and said, "Do you... want to know where your daughter is buried?"