Madam Dihao is not good

He lay on the floor, not daring to look at Su Shijie's expression.

He must be laughing at her, her backbone made her starve for three whole days, but just now, she finally couldn't bear the hunger and picked up things on the ground to eat.

She couldn't resist the hunger and compromised, he must be so proud that he would die laughing!

She felt like a clown, sitting there, her face became paler and paler.

Aunt Li cleaned up the things in the room, said she wanted to prepare some food for her, and went out. [

The door closed, and it was quiet again.

Chanel has been sitting on the bed without moving, but she still knows that Su Shijie has not left and has been watching her.

"Let me go." She was silent for a while, and made this request in a low voice that he would never agree to.

Her voice was pleading.

But Su Shijie's face was cold, and he said mockingly: "You think I'm so stupid to let you meet your lover in private?"

Chanel frowned, wondering what he was talking about?

While talking, Su Shijie had already walked in front of her, his hands were like iron tongs, and he firmly grasped her chin, forcing her to raise her face.

His eyes were slightly drunk, full of jealous flames: "Have you slept together?"

"..."

"How many times have you been there?"

"..."

"No wonder you are so slutty every time on the bed." He pinched her chin, "Are you so dissatisfied? I can't satisfy you? Or is he very strong? Is the child his?"

She once said that the child was not his, and he was sure at that time that she had not betrayed him...

But now, this confidence has been completely disintegrated by her!

Su Shijie's mind was chaotic, his mind was full of those photos, and his mind was full of gentle and sarcastic laughter.

He desperately ordered himself not to think about it, but to believe her. However, when did she do something that he could believe?

Under the silver light, Chanel's face was pale with blood loss.

She stared at Su Shijie blankly, as if she didn't understand what he was asking, as if she didn't understand, she didn't say a word.

But her heart throbbed fiercely in her chest [

Why, every word of his pierced into her heart like a nail?

She told herself, don't care about him, don't give him any right to hurt herself!

She never put him in her heart...

That being the case, why can he easily make her feel so heartbroken with just a few words?

"I do not know what you're talking about,