No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Chapter 207 Qiao Shiyan: You are pregnant, whose child is it?

After a long while, Qiao Xun managed to say: "Brother, you are crazy!"

She had never spoken to him in this tone.

Qiao Shiyan was also stunned.

At this time, he was in a high-end villa in Xiang City. The entire villa was decorated with ivory and gilt, and was extravagant to the extreme. This was also where Qiao Shiyan hid his beauty in the golden house.

Meng Yan, Meng Yanhui's sister.

Meng Yan became Mrs. Qiao when she was 20 years old. After her marriage, she was arranged by Qiao Shiyan to live in this villa. She took a luxury private car to attend classes at the Academy of Fine Arts every day. After class, she dropped all social interactions and returned to this villa. In this deep house, after a year, she had no friends around her. It was like someone had her limbs amputated, and she became his exclusive little wife.

He didn't even want her to learn anything.

He doesn't even need her to do housework, nor does he need her to learn from Mrs. Kuo. He just raises her. He raises her to know nothing except painting...

Meng Yan was originally simple, but now he is even more ignorant of worldly affairs.

In terms of domestication, Qiao Shiyan felt that he was better than Lu Ze at the time. He didn't feel guilty because this was what Meng Yanhui deserved...

He was thinking, would it be painful for Meng Yanhui to see her sister like this?

Under the crystal lamp, Qiao Shiyan sat back on the sofa.

A dark gray shirt and black trousers covered his slim and slender body, and his handsome features looked sharp because of his displeasure...

But when he spoke to Qiao Xun, his voice was very gentle: "I'm not crazy! Xiaoxun, you don't need to worry about these things, my brother will take care of them."

Meng Yan is in his hand,

Meng Yanhui didn’t dare to do anything!

He wanted to repay Meng Yanhui a thousandfold for what he had done to the Qiao family... He wanted to make Meng Yanhui's life worse than death and extremely painful.

After Qiao Shiyan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps on the second floor, and it was Meng Yan who came down.

Meng Yan was petite and quiet. She just heard the sound of a car and knew it was Qiao Shiyan who was back, so she quickly went downstairs to take a look.

Sure enough, he was back.

He was still wearing formal clothes, leaning on the sofa as if tired, rubbing his brows.

Meng Yan stood in the stairwell and looked at him. She was worried and timid and didn't dare to get close... They had been married for a year, but she was still afraid of him.

Qiao Shiyan put down his cell phone, raised his eyes inadvertently, and happened to see her.

"come over!"

His arms were stretched out on the back of the sofa, and his meaning was obvious.

Meng Yan bit her lower lip and walked downstairs slowly. She was still wearing her nightgown from last night. It's not sexy at all, it's a very innocent style. Her figure is also slender and petite, which won't make a man's blood rush, but it's better than being fair and well-proportioned.

In fact, the feel is very good.

When the warm fragrance of nephrite fell into his arms, Qiao Shiyan pulled off the pure cotton pajamas without any politeness, revealing the alluring young body underneath.

Meng Yan was so well protected in the past that even after being married for a year, she was still not used to this.

When Qiao Shiyan came down to kiss,

She closed her eyes gently and looked flustered: "People will see you! Go upstairs..."

Her voice was swallowed up by the man.

She was so delicate, young and helpless under his body, and he loved to love her in the open. He never refused to turn off the lights, even downstairs, even if it was already dawn.

Even many times, she still whispered no.

But the man was in a state of sexual distress, so he could not tolerate a woman saying no. He held her in his arms and loved her. When he was in a good mood, he leaned into her ear and said with a half-smile, "So what if I saw her? It's normal for a couple to be together downstairs." "

He stared at her blushing face.

She was young and had no experience before him. She couldn't hide or control... He almost used up everything she had in one visit, but Qiao Shiyan was in his prime. How could this be enough?

Besides, he hasn't been back for a week!

In the end, it was a complete mess, and Meng Yan fainted tremblingly...

Qiao Shiyan lowered his head and stared at the girl on the sofa.

She looked really miserable.

For a moment, he wiped her with his shirt, and then carried her to the bed in the bedroom on the second floor. Naturally, he would not considerately help her take a bath, nor would he do the things that loving couples do.

He covered her with a quilt casually and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

After venting, he didn't have any nostalgia.

When Meng Yan woke up, Qiao Shiyan was already dressed and ready to go out... She immediately sat up from the bed and asked him cautiously: "Are you leaving again?"

Qiao Shiyan pinched her cheek gently, with a hint of playfulness in his expression, but the innocent girl couldn't tell. She only knew that her lover would be leaving soon after coming back.

Isn't this their home?

While tying his tie, Qiao Shiyan said softly: "I'll leave this month's household expenses to Aunt Wu... Go to school and stay at home. I'll come back to see you when I have time."

He arranged everything well.

She just needs to be good, she doesn't have to worry about anything, it seems fine... But Meng Yan feels something is wrong, her life seems to be waiting for her besides waiting for him.

She has no friends and no relatives around her.

Occasionally she misses him and calls him when she can't sleep. His beautiful female secretary always answers the call, always saying that Mr. Qiao is busy...

He was busy working and socializing.

He told her to be sensible.

Over time, she sealed herself in this luxurious cage, almost never leaving the house except for going to school.

She is usually very obedient, but today is different, she doesn't want to be so obedient.

She hugged his neck and mustered up her courage: "Today is the weekend, Shi Yan, I want you to accompany me!"

Qiao Shiyan stared at her with dark eyes.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and perhaps a hint of disgust that she couldn't see through.

Yes, it is disgust...

He originally married her to get revenge on her, and the companionship was just a pre-marriage ploy, but now he doesn't need it at all...

Qiao Shiyan gently took off her hand.

He seemed to be unable to see her disappointment, and his coaxing was careless and insincere, "Be good! The driver is waiting for me outside."

No matter how stupid Meng Yan was, she still understood.

She was still as thin as a gnat: "You don't love me, do you?"

At this time, Qiao Shiyan had already walked to the door and held the doorknob. When he heard her ask, he slowly turned around and looked at her...

He smiled softly: "Of course I love you!"

But after he finished speaking, he left without looking back...

Meng Yan was still kneeling naked on the bed. She heard the sound of a car starting outside. She knew that her husband had left.

That night, her husband was rumored to be having an affair with a famous woman in Hong Kong.

They're in the bar,

They kissed each other like no one else was around, their eyes were fiery.

Meng Yan was simple, but she was very sensitive. She guessed that this was what Qiao Shiyan really wanted to answer her: He doesn't love her! He has a woman outside!

Moreover, he was determined that she would not dare to leave.

Because Meng Yan’s love made him miserable!

All the hard work he had put in had long since captured an innocent girl. After a year of careful care and maintenance, she had almost lost her social skills.

Luxurious restaurant, blue French vases, sterling silver candlesticks.

Meng Yan looked at the newspaper for a long time.

Suddenly, a WeChat message came to her mobile phone. It was from a stranger [Hello, classmate Meng! My name is He Mo. I want to get to know you. Can I? 】

Meng Yan read that line of writing for a long time.

She suddenly wanted to know what it felt like to be truly loved, so she accidentally clicked [Agree].

……

Three days later, the servant in the villa called Qiao Shiyan and said that his wife was out of school recently and always took the bus home.

There was something in the servant's words: "My wife is in a good mood."

Qiao Shiyan said calmly: "I know!"

After he hung up the phone, he leaned over and pressed the intercom: "Secretary Jin, come here."

After a while, the beautiful Secretary Jin came in: "Mr. Qiao, what are your orders?"

Qiao Shiyan leaned back in his chair. He reached out and stroked his neatly combed black hair. He looked up at the light strip above and said, "Check my wife's class schedule today."

Secretary Jin smiled: "Okay, Mr. Qiao."

She was very efficient and smiled after checking: "Mr. Qiao, my wife only has one class in the afternoon, and she will be free after three o'clock!"

Secretary Jin raised his hand and looked at the time: "It's half past two."

When he finished speaking, Qiao Shiyan had already stood up. Before leaving, he quietly said to Secretary Jin: "I won't go back to the office today."

Secretary Jin smiled and said yes.

Half an hour later, a black Maybach slowly drove into the campus of the Hong Kong Academy of Fine Arts.

It was late summer, and the birch trees on both sides of the road were still green. The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting golden light.

The breeze blows on my face, bringing a little bit of coolness.

The wheels of bicycles slowly rolled across the road, and the faces of young men and women showed the youthfulness and youthfulness unique to this age...

Qiao Shiyan was expressionless as he sat in the luxury RV.

He watched his little wife quietly, hugging other men's waists. She was unscrupulously intimate with others, riding a bicycle together, and eating spicy hotpot together.

She also let the man hold her waist.

She looked happy.

The driver also saw it and was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything: Is your wife openly having an affair?

Qiao Shiyan got out of the car.

Over there, Meng Yan said goodbye to people at the bus stop. The young man and woman seemed inseparable and affectionate...

Qiao Shiyan appeared,

He gently held Meng Yan's waist, his movements full of possessiveness.

He looked at the young boy, but he spoke to Meng Yan in a very soft voice: "Are you a classmate? Or a friend?"

Qiao Shiyan is young, handsome, and wealthy.

The young boy was stunned for a moment and asked instinctively: "Meng Yan, who is..."

"I am her husband!"

Qiao Shiyan explained very directly that of course, in his capacity, he would not argue with a young boy on the street. He would find out what was going on between them. The top priority was to take his wife back.

When the boy came to his senses, Meng Yan had already been taken to the car by Qiao Shiyan.

That expensive car was what the young boy had always dreamed of. He clenched his fists... and no longer had the courage to step forward.

……

In the dark car, Qiao Shiyan gently loosened his tie and looked at his wife sideways.

Different from before, she did not wear those expensive clothes, but wore a very casual thin knitted V-neck cardigan with a pair of dark trousers underneath. Her long black hair was spread over her shoulders, adding a bit of pure lust.

He stared at her for a long time, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. For a moment, blue smoke rose, and he asked her in a hoarse voice: "Can you explain it?"

Meng Yan huddled in the corner.

In the past, she might have been scared to tears by him, but today she didn't. She even dared to look him in the eyes and ask, "You don't love me! Why did you marry me?"

The answer is actually quite simple.

If you want revenge, you should tell her now and then look at her shocked eyes.

But Qiao Shiyan didn't. On the contrary, he felt irritable. He smoked a cigarette vigorously and then put it out...

Afterwards, he said nothing.

He doesn't even look at her.

But when he arrived at the impregnable house, he unbuckled her seat belt, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her into the house...

Meng Yan realized something and said no in a bleak voice.

But Qiao Shiyan was hard-hearted.

He picked her up and took her to the master bedroom on the second floor. He threw her onto the soft bed and began to punish her. He took off her clothes, which symbolized the rebellion in her heart.

He pressed her self-esteem into the soil.

She was naked, but he was neat and tidy. He pressed her under him as if humiliating, his handsome face was full of sternness——

"How long have you been dating him?"

"Ever kissed?"

"Did you let him touch you?"

……

Meng Yan buried her face in the snow-white pillow and refused to answer his words. How could Qiao Shiyan hold back? He held down her slender body and tortured her in every possible way.

He exudes who he really is.

The one who has been in prison for six years, the one who can't hide his violent aura even if he puts on the cloak of civilization. He knows how to torture women, he knows the most obscene methods, and he knows all the three religions.

Meng Yan held the pearl in her palm back, now like a cheap woman, at his mercy.

Whether it was physical or psychological, Qiao Shiyan deserved to be happy.

But at this moment, he tensed up, with thick veins protruding from his neck. He leaned in her ear and asked through gritted teeth: "Tell me! What have you done to him?"

Meng Yan was so timid, but she stubbornly didn't say a word.

"you like him?"

Qiao Shiyan stared into her eyes and asked abruptly.

Meng Yan was in a daze for a moment.

No! She doesn't like that person!

She looked at Qiao Shiyan's face and saw that there was no emotion in his eyes. No matter how stupid she was, she understood that he didn't really like her and married her... just to torture her.

She didn't know where the courage came from, trembling her lips and said softly: "Yes! I like him!"

Qiao Shiyan's eyes changed.

He became eerie, as if she had said something heinous, as if she had committed an unforgivable crime...

He repeated her words: "You like him?"

Meng Yan said again: "Yes! I like him."

Her husband pinched her chin, lowered his head, and said something very rude: "I really want to kill you! Did you learn to have an affair just after you got a taste of it?"

He pulled away, stared at her coldly, and then slowly put the clothes in order.

He has something to do now.

Meng Yan collapsed on the bed. After she coughed violently a few times, she suddenly felt nauseous... She covered her lips and ran to the bathroom as hard as she could.

He retched several times!

She looked at herself in the mirror in a daze. The 21-year-old girl had no idea what was going on.

But Qiao Shiyan knew that he met her eyes in the mirror, and he said very softly and slowly: "Are you pregnant? Whose child is it?"

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