Refusal to marry a wealthy family: Mrs. Zhuo escaped marriage again

Feeling the smell of blood made me let go.

With two hands on my waist, I could feel Zhuo Yan pushing me, keeping a distance from me.

"Why did you come?"

Zhuo Yan's tone was displeased, which made me frowned in dissatisfaction. I didn't speak, I didn't know where my little emotions came from. I lay directly on Zhuo Yan's body, stretched out my arms and hugged his neck, very far away from Zhuo Yan. close.

I heard Zhuo Yan's heavy breathing and his strong heartbeat.

Zhuo Yan is dating that woman here, so is there a faint scent of perfume on his body?

My eyes were blurred, I opened my mouth and bit Zhuo Yan's neck, I was pushed by Zhuo Yan, he asked me to let go in a cold voice, but I hugged him even tighter and bit harder.

"Bai Qingqian, let go."

I remained indifferent, and shouted in my heart to ask Zhuo Yan to return my son. I opened my mouth, but I didn't know what to say.

I just remember that I pestered Zhuo Yan for a long time, I cried and made noises, lying on Zhuo Yan's back like a koala.

……

When I was fully awake, I was naked under the quilt, I rubbed my swollen head, and looked at the surrounding environment blankly.

Where am I?Where did the clothes go?

My heart flickered, and I wrapped myself tightly with the quilt. I seemed to be in a hotel, but I remembered that I went to a bar last night.

Drink off...

I don't even remember what happened after that.

I secretly blamed myself for being careless, I can't drink so much, I shouldn't drink so much, if I lose my body, I might as well hit my head to death.

Just when I was alone in fear, I heard the sound of someone opening the door. I curled up and looked in the direction of the door vigilantly.

Zhuo Yan walked in, he glanced at me, and threw the bag in his hand towards me.

I froze for a moment, not knowing why Zhuo Yan was there.

Did he take my clothes off last night?

This bastard.

I frowned, displeased.

Zhuo Yan seemed to see through my thoughts, and he rolled his eyes at me, "Yesterday you vomited all over yourself, and I asked someone to change your clothes for you. I'm not interested in your flat body, so don't think about it."

What is this called?

I glanced at Zhuo Yan dissatisfied, then lowered my head and picked up the bag to take a look.

Inside is a small fresh style dress with a few cute rabbits on it.

Is this style really suitable for someone in my twenties?

My forehead was covered with black lines, I watched Zhuo Yan walk and sat down on the sofa next to me.

"You are here, how can I change my clothes."

"It's not like I haven't seen it before, so why pretend to be reserved."

……

Damn man, if it wasn't for the inconvenience, I would have gone over and kicked him twice.I turned around and changed my clothes with my back to Zhuo Yan. After getting dressed, I got out of bed and tried hard to recall what happened before.

"Tell me, why did you go to see me last night?"

Zhuo Yan's voice interrupted my train of thought, I gave a long hum, and tested Zhuo Yan, "Didn't I tell you last night?"

"You only did two things last night."

"What?" I listened carefully to what Zhuo Yan said with all my energy.

He snorted coldly, took out his mobile phone, and threw it on the bed. I walked over and looked at the screen, and saw a photo on it.

I blushed, wishing I could find a crack in the ground and get in directly.

How broken I was last night, how I hugged Zhuo Yan's leg, crying all over my face.

……

Too useless.

"You just cried and vomited last night, and you didn't say anything else."

What Zhuo Yan said made me blush even more. A drunk person is most afraid that someone will help him recall what happened the next day.

Zhuo Yan is doing such a thing now, he emphasized my behavior yesterday, and told me that I lay on his back and howled.

Howling...

What does this describe.

I don't have the face to go to see Zhuo Yan, I originally wanted to ask him to clear up, but in this situation, it's better for me to leave early.

I coughed dryly, put down my phone and was about to leave, but Zhuo Yan stopped me before I reached the door.

"Bai Qingqian, I was so anxious to throw myself into my arms last night that I wanted to plot something against me again."

I stopped in my tracks, feeling that Zhuo Yan's words discriminated against me. I'm not only good at plotting people, let alone, when did I plot against him.

I didn't speak, but Zhuo Yan kept chattering.

He pressed me, trying to find out why.

Last night I seemed to rush into the room and bite Zhuo Yan, but at that time I was drunk, would Zhuo Yan be so fussy about what a drunk did?
Finally, Zhuo Yan asked me annoyed.

I turned around and looked at him, and said, "I'm not looking for you, I just happened to see you in that bar when I was drinking."

"Huh? So what."

"So..." I paused, and subconsciously looked in other directions, "I just want to find you and let Qingqing come back to me."

"Bai Qingqian, are you still awake?"

Zhuo Yan sneered, and when he finished speaking, he got up and walked towards me.I took a few steps back and watched Zhuo Yan pressing me hard.

"Want my son? What qualifications do you have."

"Qingqing is also my child, he has the right to return to his mother..."

"Are you ashamed to say such a thing?" Zhuo Yan had a cold face, his eyes filled with disgust for me.

"Sorry, I really didn't know Qingqing was my child before, I always thought he passed away, I never thought..."

"Think he died? Are you kidding me?"

"That's not the case. I really thought the child was dead. I didn't know he was born to me until I saw Qingqing."

"Then should I praise you for being great? You know that the son is yours before you do the paternity test."

Zhuo Yan's eyes were sharp, and every word he said was bloody.

I can't refute or justify. I have selfish intentions and I don't want Zhuo Yan to know the existence of Nuobao.

But paper can't hold fire, Zhuo Yan will know the day sooner or later.

I hesitated again and again, and decided to tell Zhuo Yan the truth, but before I could say it, Zhuo Yan had already pinched my wrist, with hatred in his words.

"Bai Qingqian, do you want to use my son again? To achieve your disgusting purpose, you can't wait to meet Qingqing?"

"I didn't." I said hastily, but was interrupted coldly by Zhuo Yan.

"Nothing. When I asked you, you refused more simply than today."

Zhuo Yan sneered, mocking me, I don't expect Zhuo Yan's original, I just want Nuobao and Qingqing to be together, I just want to make up.

"Qingqing has lost her mother's love for four years. I just want to make up for all this. I really didn't know about it before. Zhuo Yan, I really didn't lie to you."

"Really? What about what you said before? How are you going to explain it? Bai Qingqian, is it because your last man didn't want you, so you came to me shamelessly again, what do you think I am, yours Spare tire? It’s still a toy if you want it, or let me roll if you don’t want it.”

Zhuo Yan's tone became more serious, and I lowered my eyes, bearing it.

No matter what Zhuo Yan says, I don't care, I deserve it, I admit it.

"Zhuo Yan..." I said softly, looking up at him, "Qingqing can't live without Mommy, I just want to be with him well."

"You are not the only woman in the world, you are not the only one who can be his mother."

After Zhuo Yan finished speaking, he pushed me away, and he walked towards the door with big strides.

I watched the back of Zhuo Yan leaving, he walked decisively, without giving me a chance.