After the mother was reborn, she was deeply involved in the battle for favor between her sons

Ji Tingyang seemed to be certain that Wen Li would come back, and he didn't rush to contact her after the phone call.

Instead, her mother would call her from time to time, advising her to get along well with Ji Tingyang and not to quarrel.

"Mom, why don't you ask Dad to quit his job and find another job. That way he won't have to be transferred to a branch company, and our family can be together." Wen Li said.

"Silly child, your father is already over 50 years old. If he leaves Ji's, which company will want him and offer him such a high salary? And your brother, it's time for him to get married. If your father quits his job, how can he earn money for your brother's dowry..." Mother Wen kept chattering.

Ever since her parents found out that she knew the president of such a big company, they have been urging her to spend more time with Ji Tingyang. They almost wish she could marry into the Ji family and get a lot of money.

Wen Li knew that if she didn't compromise, her parents might even come to the hotel.

After hesitating until the evening, Wen Li finally took a taxi and returned to Ji's house.

The air in the villa was eerily calm, like the prelude to a storm.

As soon as the housekeeper saw Wen Li coming back, he immediately went to greet her: "Miss Wen, you are finally back! Young Master Ji was very angry today, I am glad you are back."

"Where is he?" Wen Li looked around but didn't see him.

Given Ji Tingyang's violent temper, he didn't even wait in the living room to settle the score with her as soon as she came back.

"Mr. Ji was persuaded by Miss Lin to go back to the bedroom. I will go and tell him now." The housekeeper pretended to go upstairs.

Wen Li wanted to call him to stop, but his movements were too fast and he knocked on Ji Tingyang's bedroom door in a blink of an eye.

The next moment, she saw Ji Tingyang with a gloomy face, walking quickly in front of her.

His eyes were bloodshot and his cheeks were so cold that it seemed as if frost could form.

Seeing his figure getting closer and closer, Wen Li took two steps back in fear.

However, Ji Tingyang said nothing, silently held her wrist and took her back to the bedroom.

The strength in his palms grew stronger and stronger, causing Wen Li's cheeks to twist in pain and her body to stagger.

Back in the bedroom, Ji Tingyang took something out of the drawer. Before Wen Li could see clearly, she heard a "click" and her hands were handcuffed to the hollow headboard.

They were a pair of silver handcuffs.

Wen Li's face suddenly changed, and she looked at him in disbelief: "Are you crazy?!"

"Yes, I'm crazy." Ji Tingyang's face was terribly gloomy, but he touched her cheek very gently and stroked it gently: "Only in this way, you won't leave..."

Wen Li's heart trembled and she shrank back in fear.

Ji Tingyang was too gentle during this period, causing her to completely forget that he was a madman.

"I...I won't leave. Can you please let me go?" She begged with a trembling voice.

However, Ji Tingyang remained silent and stroked her cheek obsessively.

"And how am I supposed to eat if you lock me up like this?" Wen Li bit her lip.

"I feed you."

"What about going to the bathroom?"

"I'll carry you."

She tried to persuade Ji Tingyang, but it was completely useless. Tears rolled down her cheeks and were then wiped away by him one by one.

Wen Li pushed him away angrily without even looking at him, and picked up something and threw it at him.

boom.

Blood bloomed on Ji Tingyang's forehead.

Wen Li was stunned for a moment before she realized that what she had just thrown away was her usual water cup, which was lying on the ground in pieces.