Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

After Ruomu finished speaking, Uncle Wei felt regret and helplessness in his heart.

Even though the girl was looking at him sincerely, even though she was simple and innocent, in Uncle Wei's eyes, she was not a person at all, but just a tool.

The reason why he chose this girl in the first place was indeed to arrange her for the young master on purpose...

Because she has a healthy body, a clean past, and an ant-like identity. Of course, the most important thing is her pure and beautiful face.

For a girl like her, her life is lower than grass, she is simply a perfect pawn, the kind that is disposable.

So the young master can do whatever he wants with her, and do whatever he wants with her, without having to be responsible at all, and without thinking about the consequences, even if he gets pregnant, he doesn't have to worry about being entangled.

If you let her live, she will have to live, if you don't let her live, she won't be able to live.

Even if one day she disappears from this world, no one will make a sound for her.

Uncle Wei hoped that Master Ajun would stop suppressing himself and divert his feelings towards Su Jiuyao. He hoped that Master would vent all the pain in his heart, including the torture he had suffered, on this Ruomu.

It's a pity that Uncle Wei arranged everything for Young Master A Jun, but Young Master didn't appreciate it.

"Just do your job well, don't worry about other things." Uncle Wei said to Ruomu.

She breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and smiled brightly, "Okay uncle, I will remember."

Uncle Wei nodded, raised the window, and the car drove away from the manor.

Looking at the young girl in the rear window, thinking about what's next.

Ordinarily, this girl should be sent back to where she came from, but seeing that she is more studious and barely qualified for the job, and the young master doesn't dislike her very much, Uncle Wei decided not to send her away.

He also admired the girl's straightforward personality, the young master should not have too cunning people around him, such a girl who has no extravagant thoughts is rare.

And this Ruomu is very obedient and grateful to himself.Today, I was driven away by the young master, and I'm afraid it will be very difficult to come back. Then the task of monitoring the young master in the future will be handed over to her...

In the upstairs suite.

Xiao Jun listened to the sound of Uncle Wei's car engine getting farther and farther away until the surroundings became quiet again.

Although he couldn't really get rid of his father's surveillance, Xiao Jun still felt the long-lost relaxation.

Of course, he is also lonely, but fortunately, loneliness has always been his closest partner.

Compared with false warmth, this kind of loneliness is very valuable.

So he had to celebrate, and he decided to go for a drink.

He walked out of the suite, took the elevator downstairs, and came to the second wine cellar.

Pushing the door open, the heavy wooden door creaked, and a scent of wine wafted faintly.

Xiao Jun turned on the light, a dim chandelier hung in the middle of the wine cellar, under the light was a wooden round table supported by an oak barrel.

On the walls around the round table are walnut wood wine cabinets that stand upright, displaying various wines, most of which are placed horizontally.

He hardly ever drank alcohol, let alone knew how to drink.

For physical reasons, the doctor forbade him to drink alcohol.

The more important reason is that alcohol always brings him a lot of painful associations. It reminds him of the feeling of his mother beating him with a hanger after she was drunk, and the pitiful appearance of her crying and laughing after drinking too much.

He was very afraid that he would become like his mother after drinking.

However, Xiao Jun wants to break the routine today.

He stretched out his hand, skipped over the red wine bottles lying in the grid with his fingers, and picked with his eyes almost closed. He chose a bottle and came to the round table.

Came to the round table, took the wine opener, recalled Uncle Wei's steps to open the wine, opened the bottle, and started to drink for himself.

He didn't drink alcohol, and he drank on an empty stomach, and felt a little dizzy after drinking a cup.

However, Xiao Jun liked this floating feeling very much.

The nerves were paralyzed by alcohol, no matter how depressed the past was, it seemed nothing special.

No wonder my mother liked to drink during her lifetime, she could indeed escape many things.

Thinking of his mother, Xiao Jun pressed his temples and poured himself half a cup.

I don't know how much I drank, I just feel dizzy, and my legs and feet can't move.

He was so dizzy that he wanted to go back to his room to sleep, but he fell directly on the wine cellar floor.

After his mother died, he suffered from severe cleanliness. The cold and damp floor, and the small mold spots in the corners all reminded him of his mother's slightly rotten appearance.

But I couldn't get up, so I had to turn over and change to the posture of lying on my back, not to look at the mold spots.

Looking at the chandelier on the ceiling, the feeling of dizziness intensified, and the floor turned into a rolling sea.

And he was floating in the sea with the current.

He has deep-sea phobia, which is very serious, but for some reason, he can now calmly imagine what it would be like to be on the surface of the sea.

It feels like going back to my childhood.

At that time, he was too young, and for safety reasons, his mother would let him go into the sea with a swimming ring.

Just lying in the swimming lap, basking in the warm sun, his mother swam around him, reminding him from time to time: "A Jun, hold on tight, don't let go!"

That was one of the few happy times he and his mother had.

In his life, there were only a handful of sunny days like that.

Later, his mother took him to swim again, but his mother swam farther and farther. Xiao Jun sat in the swimming lap and called his mother back.

Mother continued to swim forward as if she couldn't hear.

A wave was photographed, and the mother disappeared.

Xiao Jun cried in fright, and yelled, paddling towards his mother.

But he rowed one meter and retreated three meters, and he was getting farther and farther away from the place where his mother disappeared.

At this time, the mother surfaced, smiled and waved to him, and then quickly swam to him.

His mother comforted him for a while, saying that he didn't swim very far. She also said that she would never leave Ajun.

But his mother still left, and before she left, she left him with a pain that he could never heal for the rest of his life.

Xiao Jun's thoughts finally returned to that day, as if everything had changed since that day.

The relationship between father and mother, his relationship with his mother, his relationship with his father, everything has changed...

It was a cloudy day, the dark clouds were very low, and his mother wanted to take him to the beach to swim.

The sea was very windy and turbulent. His mother didn't change his swimsuit, nor did he change him. She just put a swimming ring on him and took him into the icy sea water.

No matter how he resisted and shouted, his mother ignored him.

The water got deeper and deeper, almost up to my mother's chin.

At the junction of sea and sky, a bolt of lightning struck down, Xiao Jun was so frightened that he couldn't even cry.

The wind and waves were getting bigger and bigger, and my mother finally stopped.

Xiao Jun thought his mother was going back, but his mother took off his swimming ring and let go of his hand...

Xiao Jun couldn't swim, so he struggled desperately in the sea, trying to catch something, but he couldn't catch anything. He sank helplessly into the black abyss, as if he would never reach the bottom.