President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 33
Su Yaoyang covered his stomach with one hand, and pointed at Chang Yihuan with the other.

Yihuan hurried to Su Yaoyang, "What's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

"Sister, my stomach hurts..." Chang Yile lay down on the sofa in pain.

Although Su Yaoyang was not as embarrassed as Chang Yile, his face was still pale, which was extremely ugly. He held his stomach tightly and looked at Yihuan coldly.

"Chang Yihuan, are you taking revenge on me for letting you accompany Tang Jiyao?!" Su Yaoyang gritted his teeth and said a word.

Yihuan was a little anxious, she didn't know what happened, she just wanted to make Chang Yile and Su Yaoyang feel better, but she could only watch them suffer, and tears fell from her heart.

"No, I didn't!" She cried, helpless like a child.

Su Yaoyang raised the bowl in front of him and threw it at Ru Huan's face, "Bitch, man, you are so cruel!"

Chang Yihuan was so smashed that she couldn't open her eyes, she clearly heard the bowl fall to the ground, and was shattered together with her heart, she didn't know what else she could say, she only knew that no matter how she explained, Su Yaoyang would not will believe her.

"Mom Su, call the doctor!" Su Yaoyang stood up unsteadily and walked towards the phone.

The doctor rushed over quickly. After the diagnosis, it was determined that someone had put tetramine in the food. He immediately cleaned the stomachs of Su Yaoyang and Chang Yile, and prescribed medicine. After tossing for most of the night, Su Yaoyang and Chang Yile Finally no more pain.

Su Yaoyang sat on the sofa, while Chang Yihuan knelt in front of him.

She had been kneeling for two full hours, but Su Yaoyang still didn't say a word, he just looked at her by the light of the ceiling lamp, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Chang Yihuan's stomach was also hurting, she ate very little for dinner, and she took a little of Tetramine, so she didn't feel much at first, but now that the medicine took effect, she could already feel the pain clearly.

What made her sad the most was that the man she loved in front of her treated her like that, and he didn't even ask her if she was okay.

What can I do if I feel cold and love the wrong person?
She didn't explain, and she didn't want to say anything more. If the pain in her stomach could reduce the pain in her heart, she would rather suffer.

"Chang Yihuan, don't you even let your own sister go?" Su Yaoyang's voice was so cold that it was frightening.

Chang Yihuan didn't look up, the blood stains on his forehead had dried up, and the skin on his forehead was pulled dryly, which was a kind of stiff pain.

Su Yaoyang kicked Chang Yihuan's stomach, "Do you think I'll let you go if you don't speak?"

He rushed over and grabbed her hair fiercely, "You saw that I was with her last night, and you became murderous, didn't you?"

Chang Yihuan didn't struggle as his scalp was pulled so hard that it was about to fall off, and he still refused to say a word.

He never believed her, even if she said it, so what?
Will he believe it?
"You hate me for asking you to accompany Tang Jiyao, so why not just poison the food, kill two birds with one stone, you are cruel enough!" Su Yaoyang grabbed Yihuan's hair and dragged her outside the door.

"Since you acquiesced to all this, you will have to pay the price for your actions!"

Su Yaoyang pulled her hair, threw her out the door, threw her into the snow, and closed the door hard.

Stomach pain and scalp pain are nothing compared to the pain in my heart, where I was stabbed so hard that the flesh was torn apart, bleeding profusely.

It's cold, nothing beats a cold heart.

Chang Yihuan wanted to be in the icy and snowy land, allowing her to be buried in the snow all over the sky.

(End of this chapter)