Before my father passed away, he forced me to marry the heir of a wealthy family.

On the eve of their wedding, Zhao Jiahong took her to buy wedding rings at a special price. A pair of rings cost 99.

Zhao Jiahong also said it several times, saying that it was not worth it for such a small thing to be so expensive.

These stores are just scammers, tricking people into paying in the name of special offers.

She was brainwashed by him at the time and thought it was quite expensive and she didn't wear it often anyway.

She and Zhao Jiahong did not wear wedding rings after their marriage. They are still lying in the cabinet and have not been opened for a long time.

Because she was pregnant, the wedding photos were not taken, and Zhao Jiahong said they would make up for it later.

After giving birth to the child, she took care of the child by herself day and night, and became very haggard.

When she mentioned taking wedding photos again, Zhao Jiahong made fun of her.

The way you look now, you don’t look good even with makeup. You’re embarrassed to take wedding photos, but I’m embarrassed to go with you.

She was upset because of this, but Zhao Jiahong acted like a normal person. He should go to work and play games.

Scenes from the past replayed in my mind like a movie, and some forgotten things also came to mind at this time.

Intermittent cries echoed in the quiet room.

Tired from crying, Fang Yan fell asleep again.

In the early hours of the morning, she was shivering all over, it was too cold and she felt terribly uncomfortable.

Fang Yan curled up and hid under the quilt.

It's so uncomfortable...

She couldn't lie down like this, she was sick now and had to take medicine, otherwise she was afraid she would never wake up again if she fell asleep tonight.

She pushed herself up a little and reached out to knock over the lamp on the bedside table.

A loud bang.

In the next bedroom, Zhao Jiahong, who was sitting in front of the computer playing games, heard the noise, frowned, and continued the game in his hands.

No one came, so Fang Yan had to get off the bed, hunched over and supported the wall, and walked step by step towards the door.

Turn on the switch next to the door and the bedroom becomes bright.

Looking at this old door, Fang Yan regretted it to death.

She used to think that this kind of old-fashioned padlock door was very good. When the children played in the room, they were not afraid of them locking themselves in.

Because it can't be locked at all, it can only be locked from the outside.

Now she is locked up instead.

"Bang bang bang..." She slapped the door hard.

"Zhao Jiahong, Zhao Jiahong, come here..."

Fang Yan took pictures and shouted for a long time, but still no one responded.

She collapsed to the ground.

In fact, Zhao Jiahong heard it, but he didn't want to pay attention to Fang Yan.

You have to leave her alone and kill her spirit.

An hour later, Zhao Jiahong, who had won the game, was in a good mood, so he stepped out to take a look.

He glanced at the master bedroom door and heard no movement inside. He thought for a while before going to the cabinet to get the key, then slowly walked over and unlocked the door.

Fang Yan heard the door lock, opened her eyes, and moved to the side.

The door opened and Zhao Jiahong looked down at her expressionlessly.

Fang Yan took the initiative and said, "I have a fever and feel very uncomfortable. Please find me some fever-reducing medicine."

Zhao Jiahong just stared at her coldly and said nothing.

Fang Yan knew that she couldn't go against Zhao Jiahong now, otherwise she would be the one to suffer.

Zhao Jiahong was so cruel, maybe he really wanted her to die.

She softened her tone and begged, "I feel really bad. There are antipyretics in the cabinet. Please help me find them."

"What if I burn myself out, what will happen to the two children? They will be laughed at, saying that their mother is a fool."

"You are their father, can you bear to let them be laughed at?"

Zhao Jiahong finally moved, "Wait."

After taking a step, he returned and locked the door before looking for medicine.

He had no idea where the antipyretics were, because Fang Yan usually sorted them out.

He was sick and had a cold, and it was Fang Yan who gave him medicine and handed him water.

After rummaging through, Zhao Jiahong found the antipyretic medicine.

He took the medicine and opened the door, "Is this it?"

He dropped the medicine on the ground.

Fang Yan endured it, picked up the medicine box and took a look at it, "Yeah."

She took the medicine and said, "Get me a glass of water."

Zhao Jiahong looked ugly, "Pretentious."

Then he reluctantly went to the water dispenser to get the water. While he was getting the water, he paid attention to Fang Yan.

I was afraid that she would take advantage of this time to run away.

Fang Yan smiled bitterly. She wanted to run, but she couldn't.

Let alone running, it was difficult for her to even walk.

She picked up the medicine box and looked at it again. She remembered that she had bought this medicine the year before last.

When I saw the date on it, it was indeed expired.

But it's better than nothing. It's impossible for Zhao Jiahong to go out and buy medicine for her at this time.

Zhao Jiahong put the water glass on the ground, "This is enough for you to drink all night. Stop making trouble, parents and children are asleep."

Fang Yan put the medicine in her hand into her mouth, opened the water glass and drank several sips of cold water.

No matter how cold the water is, there is no cold heart.

She returned to the bed and lay down on the wall, hiding under the quilt.

Hopefully she'll be fine when she wakes up in the morning so she can figure out a way to get out.

I don't know if it was because of the medicine or because her body was too painful and uncomfortable, but she fell asleep within a few minutes.

……

In the morning, spring is bright.

On the luxurious and soft bed, Fang Ning woke up first.

Huo Huaizhou beside him was sleeping soundly, showing no signs of waking up.

Fang Ning looked at the man's sexy lips, and the fierce battle last night echoed in front of her eyes.

It was so shameful that Fang Ning didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Why is Huo Huaizhou so crazy? It's hard to tell at ordinary times.

Fang Ning's face was burning and she hurriedly opened the quilt and got out of bed.

My legs went weak and I almost fell to the carpet.

Fang Ning cursed the man in her mind.

She was obviously very tired, but he still coaxed her to do those difficult moves.

After Fang Ning washed up, she came out of the bathroom and went to look for clothes in the closet.

There are rows of new clothes in the cabinet, hung neatly according to style.

Fang Ning couldn't describe the feeling, it felt so good to be hurt!

She thought of her sister Fang Yan. She rarely bought clothes since she got married, and Zhao Jiahong would not buy them for her. He would only dislike her poor taste in clothes.

But he never thought that he gave his sister too little living expenses, which made her become the person with no taste.

Fang Ning sighed. He hadn't contacted his sister for several days and didn't know how she was doing.

Thinking about it, she turned around and went to get her mobile phone from the bedside table.

She opened the screen, found her sister's WeChat account, and sent a message.

[Sister, are you resting today? 】

She remembered that her sister worked on Saturdays and had Sunday off, but sometimes the store was busy and she might have to go to work.

As soon as she finished sending the message, the man on the bed woke up.

"Good morning, wife!"

Fang Ning raised her eyes and saw the ambiguous marks on Huo Huaizhou's chest, and her face turned red with embarrassment.

Huo Huaizhou knew why she was shy, but he deliberately teased her, "Honey, why are you blushing so early in the morning? Are you thinking about something you shouldn't?"