Madam, did she abuse the scum today?

Chapter 77 He is the moon in the sky, the fairy in the painting

Only Chu Xingwan knew that no matter if she was a side concubine or a jade card, she was no longer qualified to cry with him and express her anger and dissatisfaction.

She is no longer the old Chu Xingwan...

"Gu! An! Nuan!"

With a gloomy face, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, every word and every punctuation mark was full of hatred!

Gu Annuan, it's all because of you!
If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have suffered those tortures.

One day, one day, I will let you bear the suffering I have experienced!
You already have Yesichen, why did you come to fight me for brother Jing!

If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have married Brother Jing before marrying him...

If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be the person I am today, living like a walking dead.

Suppressing the hatred in his heart, and retracting his gaze with trembling eyelashes, Chu Xingwan gently raised his hand, staring fixedly at the jade tablet in his hand.

The faint stars are as late as dust.

Falling stars all over the sky, instant and eternal Wei Tuo flowers...

Every one of these symbols has been fulfilled.

Gently pulling the corners of his lips, Chu Xingwan laughed at himself.

This jade tablet matches her, just right, just right.

"Baby, do you dislike your mother?"

Looking down at his flat belly, Chu Xingwan murmured softly.

After a while, she placed the jade tablet on the bed, straightened her legs, and gently pressed her sore, swollen and numb legs to allow the blood to flow as quickly as possible.

After her legs became soft and no longer numb and swollen, she rolled over and got out of bed, resisting the piercing pain all over her body, and slowly walked towards the door of the room.

Last night, she stayed up all night, so brother Jing silently guarded her all night.

It wasn't until Shen Yan came to call him just now that he got up and went to work in the study.

She was silent all night, he must be very worried, she wanted to go see him.

Gently opening the door, Chu Xingwan walked out slowly, leaning on the wall and walking slowly towards the study.

In the study room, Murong Jing, who was dressed in a pure white suit, was sitting behind the desk, buried in the documents, busy with work seriously.

In front of him, the backlog of countless documents was as high as a hill.

Because of his injury, part of the work in Murong Jing's hands was handed over to his elder brother Murong Ling, and he was ordered by his father to recuperate at home.

Although his injuries were healed by Ji Wuyou long ago, the rights that were forced to be handed over will not come back in a short time.

But because of Gu Annuan's relationship before, Murong Yun paid special attention to him, and gave him much more rights than the other princes.

Therefore, although he has handed over some rights at this moment, there is still a lot of work left for him.

Besides, besides what Murong Yun gave him, he also had to take care of the company Ji Wuyou gave him.

For the past two days, he was worried about Chu Xingwan, and he didn't have the mind to deal with things. Therefore, after two days, piles of documents piled up.

At this moment, he is also focusing on the important ones first, flipping through and annotating the documents that need to be dealt with immediately.

In front of him, Shen Yan was holding several files in his arms, standing quietly in front of the desk, raising his hand to look at his watch from time to time, with a very anxious expression on his face.

Seeing his serious and busy face buried in the documents, he didn't dare to disturb him.

'Crackling' the door of the study room was gently pushed open, Shen Yan who heard the movement looked back, and saw the pale Chu Xingwan standing quietly at the door, covering his stomach with one hand and supporting the door frame with the other.

Shen Yan opened his mouth, and just about to call out to her, she shook his head to stop him.

Chu Xingwan raised his gauze-wrapped right hand, put his index finger to his lips and made a silent movement, and shook his head lightly, motioning him to keep silent.

His eyes fell on the handsome face of the man who was serious about his work. Chu Xingwan gently pulled the corners of his lips and smiled softly. He covered his stomach with one hand and tiptoed into the room. sat down.

Supporting his head with one hand, he raised his eyes to look at the gentle and handsome face of the man behind the desk. His small face was full of obsessive admiration, but deep in his eyes, there was an imperceptible inferiority complex.

He is the moon in the sky, the fairy in the painting, the lotus in the pond, a modest gentleman, gentle and moist as jade, noble and unparalleled.

And she, with the appearance of Puliu, is as humble as dust and extremely dirty, how can she be worthy of him.

She herself hated her filthy self, but she didn't dare to commit suicide.

When she woke up last night, she would never forget the scene of him hugging her tremblingly and crying bitterly.

He held her carefully, like treating a fragile porcelain doll, and the tense appearance that he was afraid of hurting her a little bit made her heart ache like a knife.

From the moment he begged softly in her ear with tears, telling her not to leave him, Chu Xingwan figured it out, she couldn't let him lose his love forever.

No matter how much she hates herself now, she must live well and live well for him.

Since he wanted her to forget about those cruel punishments, then she would do as he wished, forget it.

"Late night."

The gentle voice rang in her ears, pulling her back from her thoughts.

Chu Xingwan raised his head, looked at the man who had come before her at some point, blinked, turned his head and looked around, only to find that Shen Yan had already left.

"Brother Jing, are you done with your work?"

He hadn't slept all night, his face was extremely pale, his eyes were covered with fine red bloodshot eyes, the tails of his eyes were flushed, and the corners of his eyes were stained with a thick blue color, his whole body was exhausted.

Seeing him like this, Chu Xingwan's eyes flashed apologetic.

If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't be so tired.

"Not yet, just deal with a few documents that urgently need my signature."

Murong Jing shook his head, stretched out his hand to press the swollen and painful temple, leaned over and sat down beside her, held her little hand in it, played with her green little finger, and said softly.

"Wanwan, why did you get out of bed by yourself? The doctor said that you should not get out of bed and walk around now, you need to rest in bed."

Seeing his tired face, Chu Xingwan took the initiative to wrap his arms around his waist, buried his face in his arms, and said softly.

"Brother Jing, I just miss you."

"Why don't you call me, I'll come to you."

Chu Xingwan shook his head, "I want to get out of bed and take a walk. I've been lying down all this time. I feel like I'm going to be moldy."

Rubbing her small face in his arms, Chu Xingwan acted softly.

Murong Jing was so worn down by her soft voice that he lost all temper.

The hand holding her tightened subconsciously, "Wanwan, don't do this again next time. During the time you are recuperating, I will handle the documents in the room and stay with you all the time. In this way, you can always You can see me now."

Chu Xingwan nodded lightly, and said yes softly.

"Wanwan, does the wound still hurt?"

Looking at her gauze-wrapped wrist, Murong Jing asked softly.

(End of this chapter)