Chapter 120: What is she?

The warm bedroom that originally belonged to her and Han Chenyu has become empty and cold, so cold that it makes people shiver, and everything about her is gone, including the wedding photos they took when they got married, her clothes, her shoes, her hand-designed handicrafts, everything, everything is gone.

The cold demon sadly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and began to lie on the ground and wipe them hard.

Cold Xiaoyao, you have to believe that one day, everything that belongs to you will come back. Chen Yu will see your efforts and repentance, and then forgive you!

He kept comforting himself and cheering for himself. The cold demon kept wiping every corner of the room. While wiping, he recalled the bits and pieces that had been with Han Chenyu before, thinking about it, tears fell again.

"It seems that you are quite proficient in what you have done. It's really the life of a young lady's maid!"

As soon as Han Chenyu came in, he saw a small and weak figure lying on the ground wiping hard, and the vicious words unconsciously came out of his mouth.

"Husband? Are you back?"

When Leng Xiaoyao heard Han Chenyu's voice, he turned around happily, but saw him staring at her with hatred and contempt, and couldn't help but feel sad again.

"You can't call me husband. Remember, you are just my Han's servant now!"

Han Chenyu came forward and pinched the cold demon's chin and said coldly.

This "husband" will remind him of himself like a fool, reminding him how pathetic and pathetic he is all the time!

"You are my husband, why can't I call you? Don't I even have this right?"

The cold demon was forced to raise his head and look directly at Han Chenyu, muttering unwillingly.

"Because calling me like this makes me feel sick and makes me want to vomit!" It will remind me of how my husband was played in the palm of your hand and betrayed by you!"

Han Chenyu said word by word, like thousands of needles stuck in the heart of the cold little demon.

But he then smiled evilly and said arrogantly, "But that's good. Since you know that I're your husband, it's natural for your wife and husband to be together. Now, you'd better exercise your obligations as a wife! Do you understand?!"

"What do you mean?!"

Leng Xiaoyao opened his mouth in horror and couldn't understand what he just said, or didn't want to understand at all.

What does it mean? It means that you are not only a servant, but also a tool for me to do whatever I want. Now you understand!"

Han Chenyu smiled evilly, shook off the cold demon's chin and turned around and walked to the bathroom.

"I don't want it! I'm your wife, not the tool for you to do whatever you want. You can't do this to me, can't!!"

After listening to what Han Chenyu said, Leng Xiaoyao shouted sadly and complained with tears.

How can he do this, how can he?!

Han Chenyu, who had already walked to the door, turned around, laughed and said viciously, "Why, it's not that you said you would be willing to do anything, or that you said you would atone for your sins and ask for my forgiveness? Why can't you accept such a request? In the past, who said he wanted to be with me? Don't want to be a bitch and set up a archway, which makes me feel hypocritical!"

"No, it's not like that! No, I don't want it. You can't do this to me!"

Leng Xiaoyao's mental breakdown. She can stand his punishment for herself, but she must not accept him insulting herself and regard their love as that kind of relationship. She doesn't want to die!

Yes, she hopes that they can love them as much as before, but that's what both of them are willing to do, and just now Han Chenyu clearly means to regard himself as... How can she accept it?!

Shaking his head sadly, Leng Xiaoyao turned around and ran to the gate, but she was faster than her. Han Chenyu took a few steps forward and caught Leng Xiaoyao.

"Gone away from me, I don't want... Please, don't do this to me... Whoo-hoo, I'm scared, don't!"

The cold demon struggled hard and even bit, but Han Chenyu did not move at all.

"Ah!"

The cold demon wanted to break free from his hand, punched and kicked, but he couldn't move.

"I was going to take my time. After all, you have to do so much heavy work during the day, but it seems that you are not obedient at all. In this case, don't blame me for being gentle to you, wife!"

Han Chenyu looked down at her, and the sarcasm and mockery in his eyes were so obvious that he stabbed Leng Xiaoyao's heart.

"Gone away from me... Don't... I am you... Wife! Whoo-hoo, I'm you... Honey, you... What do you think of me?"

The cold little demon's hands and feet were shackled, and he could only cry helplessly and prayed that Han Chenyu could let him go.

She has known her mistake and is trying to make up for it, but why does he still want to do this to himself and must regard himself as a tool to do whatever he wants?!

"Wife? Hahahaha! Leng Xiaoyao, you still know that you are my wife. Ask, which wife in the world will leave her husband and son alone with other men for a year, without a phone call, no information, not even a word, and deliberately throw away the positioning necklace I gave you! Do you think there is such a wife in the world? Say it!"

Han Chenyu seemed to be greatly stimulated. He had fallen into madness and endless sadness. With red eyes, he increased the strength of his hands, as if he wanted to crush the cold demon's hand bones.

"Ah! It hurts..."

Leng Xiaoyao's wrist, which was already slightly red and swollen, was pinched by him. The pain became clear in an instant, and her tears came out, but she still apologized guiltily.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't call you for fear that you were still angry with me... I want to admit my mistake to you when I come back, and I'm not the reason for that necklace..."

"Stop it! I don't want to listen to your rhetoric anymore. I don't want to see your tears of innocence anymore. It's just like you that makes me lose my only mommy. Do you think I may forgive you and be with you again!?

Han Chenyu impatiently interrupted the cold demon's words and asked angrily.

Originally, he had a glimmer of illusion about her. She would call herself and tell herself where she was, but there was nothing. In the end, she couldn't even find her position. After Mommy's death, he was completely desperate. In his life, he could not be happy with this woman, because how It's impossible to allow yourself to be with a woman who killed Mommy again. No, it's impossible...

"Woo-woo, I'm sorry... I really didn't know that this would kill Mommy. If I knew, I wouldn't leave you. Whoo-hoo, I really won't!"

Crystal tears rolled down from the cold demon's eyes. These are tears of regret and guilt, but it can't turn back time and bring back Han Chenyu's mother.

"No crying! Cold little demon, don't you know that there is no regret medicine in this world? I gave you the opportunity to leave me, but you are confident. Now you are the result you asked for!"

Han Chenyu pulled up the head of the cold demon and forced her to face herself. The cruel words one after another kept hurting her already bloody heart.

"No... Whoo-hoo... It's not like this, it's not..."

Leng Xiaoyao did not dare to look directly into Han Chenyu's eyes. She lowered her eyes and couldn't help crying in a low voice. Her body had already exhausted her energy and could not struggle at all.

Han Chenyu stared deeply at the still bright and touching little face of the cold demon. At this moment, he had a trance and felt that he and she had returned to the happy time of love before. Looking at her like this, a trace of heart appeared in the depths of her heart. She cried so sadly, so pitiful, as if she was an abandoned puppy. .

The action was one step faster than the brain. When Han Chenyu reacted, his hand had unconsciously stroked the tear-stained little face of the cold demon class and was gently wiping away her tears.

"Husband?"

Leng Xiaoyao felt a warm big hand gently touching her, touching her, and letting go of Buddha as Han Chenyu often did to him before.

Raising his head in astonishment, Leng Xiaoyao saw that he was gently brushing tears for himself, and a trace of tenderness could be seen in his eyes.

Han Chenyu, who heard the voice of the cold demon, woke up and was stunned to find that he was gently touching her face. Like an electric shock, he quickly put his hand back, and the vaguely visible tenderness in his eyes quickly disappeared.

How can you do this to her?! She is a ruthless and righteous bad woman who killed her mother. Didn't you say you should hate her and torture her?

Han Chenyu, be smart. You hate her. Now she is just a tool for atonement!

"I told you not to call me husband again!"

When he threw out this sentence coldly, Han Chenyu began to retaliate against her body.

And the thin and cold demon can only be numb and passive, accepting the cruel punishment given by Han Chenyu, with a wry smile, a trace of sadness and a trace of mockery at the corners of his mouth.

It turns out that he really hates himself so much and hates himself so much. How could he be so cruel in the past? As long as he acts coquettishly, he will hug and make himself happy.

The strong contrast, cruel reality, and the unparalleled pain on his body make the cold demon can no longer stand crying.

"What are you crying about! What's there to cry about? Your tricks of pretending to be poor and sympathetic should be used on other men!"

Han Chenyu said ruthless words again to hurt the cold demon, as if to remind himself that she was a very bad woman and she should not have feelings for her anymore.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Leng Xiaoyao laughed after hearing this, but it made people sound so sad and desolate.