Fallen by the Pillow: The Five Years of Being Occupied

He can only laugh happily, because the more pain he makes her, the happier he will be.

As soon as Lin Jiyue walked into the bedroom, she saw darkness in front of her eyes. Suddenly, she just held onto the corner of the wall before she fell down.

Consciousness has been blurred... This is fine, there is no need for pain anymore, it's just fine for a while, let her take a breath.

When she woke up the next day, she was still sleeping on the floor. She laughed at herself. This time, she had been in a coma for so long. Suddenly, she thought, even if she died here last night, no one would notice. .

Lin Jiyue got up, her head was still dizzy, she knew clearly that she was sick, but she didn't know what kind of sickness it was.

Looking at the person in the mirror, the eyes had swollen a lot, but they still looked a little swollen, his face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his hair was disheveled.At this moment, no one will refute that she is a lunatic.

Compared to Murong Jing's dignity and beauty, I can only be regarded as a clown.

Going into the bathroom and taking a shower, Lin Jiyue changed her clothes. In order not to worry Zhuang Weihan, she put on a little makeup, and then looked at herself in the mirror. good.

Then she gave a wry smile, when did she exclude Zhuang Licheng, just now, she only thought about not worrying Zhuang Weihan, unexpectedly, she didn't consider Zhuang Licheng.

He doesn't worry about himself at all.

Going downstairs, Zhuang Weihan and Su Peiqin were there, Zhuang Licheng and Murongjing didn't see it, could it be that they were too tired last night...

Maybe she was thinking wildly, I hope it was her thinking wildly, but her heart was so uncertain.

Lin Jiyue laughed at her self-inflicted troubles, she had already cried so much last night, hadn't she cried enough?My eyes started to become sore again. I have shed too many tears in the past few days, even more than when my father passed away.

"Yueyue, you're up." Seeing her, Zhuang Weihan put down the newspaper and greeted her.

Su Peiqin looked up at her lazily, then lowered her eyes again.

Lin Jiyue walked over, found a seat and sat down.

The servants started to serve...

Under the gazes of all kinds of eyes, Lin Jiyue finished her meal nervously and was about to leave when she heard footsteps coming downstairs.

Couldn't help but looked back, Zhuang Licheng and Murong Jing were walking side by side, Murong Jing had a sweet smile on his face, while walking, secretly looking at Zhuang Licheng.

Zhuang Licheng didn't show any expression. In fact, he had always looked cold.

However, one only needs to look at Murong Jing to know that they...

Lin Jiyue's heart ached, but she still pretended not to care.

"Uncle Zhuang, Auntie, Xiaoyue, good morning!"

At this moment, Murong Jing looks really polite, cultivated, and beautiful.

Zhuang Weihan nodded to her, and Su Peiqin warmly greeted her to sit down, and the two chatted familiarly, as if they were the prospective mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Zhuang Weihan also asked Zhuang Licheng about some company matters.

For a while, the most embarrassing person at the dinner table was Lin Jiyue.

She just felt that she was an outsider, so out of tune with the dealer's family.

"Uncle Zhuang, I want to go out today." Lin Jiyue wanted to escape very much at this moment, so she ran away immediately. Looking at them, she couldn't help but feel heartache.