740: C740 The Fight Between Husband and Wife

C740 The Fight Between Husband and Wife

"You're right, you're right. You're right, all right? In any case, you have the final say in everything. Have you asked for my opinion? Can't I have any of my own wishes? " His nose suddenly became so sore that he could not control it. A salty stream rushed out of his eyes. Her nose twitched as she inhaled. Ye Er's voice was loud. She also could not calm down.0

The driver in front did not dare to let him have the slightest reaction. Qin Feiyan pretended to look at the scenery outside the window.

"Jiang Zhao, can you be more fair? Why didn't I listen to you? Besides the fact that it was my fault for getting married, it was my fault for being despicable. Tell me, what didn't I listen to you about?" He rubbed his face with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Zhao knew that if he did not hold back his anger at this moment, he would have to make a big fuss. "Alright, let's treat the wound first. I won't say anymore. "

Ye Er still refused to let Jiang Zhao touch her forehead. She pushed his hand away. She sobbed as she complained, "Why didn't you say it? Jiang Zhao. Think about it. Is there anything that I don't do well? Is there anything that I don't understand? You want me to be dignified and reserved. When you go out, you must be elegant and generous. I have been married to you for so long. You didn't even wear bright green or glaring red!"

" I kept trying to please you. I was the one who rubbed every pair of your shoes. Did I pretend to be someone else? When did I cook at home? Didn't you have the most dishes on the table? You went out to socialize. No matter how late it is, I always wait for you to open the door. After drinking a few times, you sit on the floor next to the sofa and fall asleep. When wasn't it me who dragged you upstairs? Tell me, I'm your wife. Even if I forced you to marry, it was my fault. I should not have snatched Mrs Jiang's position from Ouyang Yan, but I should try to make up for it. Have I ever been in charge of the matters between you and her? Didn't I not care? What else do you want?"

Qin Feiyan's chest was filled with anger as he slowly exhaled. He did not want to disturb the husband and wife's argument.

Jiang Zhao listened to Ye Er's words in front of him and his heart felt bitter and uncomfortable. How could he not know that Ye Er did this for him, so he always felt that she was quite good and always thought of ways to help him. Better for her.

But when it came to making up for his mistakes, his expression changed. He hated that she would mention Ouyang Yan once she said something, but she did not care? If she did not care, why would she say it in front of others?

She also wanted to tell everyone that Jiang Zhao's wife didn't care about whether he had a woman outside or not. Who wasn't 19 years old? Who wasn't gorgeous, pure age for romance? Even if she was mature, who wouldn't? She should be at an age where she had feelings for love. If her lover had disloyalty. . . How could she not fly into a rage? She wanted to show a cold and indifferent attitude like that of an old woman when she was having an affair with her husband. This was clearly telling others that she did not care about him at all. Not at all! She was telling others that she had no feelings for him at all!

"Are you done talking!?"

"No!" It was rare for Ye Er to vent her anger, so she did not say it out loud. She was uncomfortable as she sniffed. She sniffled and choked, but she still wanted to finish her sentence in one go. "I listen to you like this. Can't you make me feel a little better? Have I ever had friends? After Dad got into trouble, It happened again, a classmate in an aristocratic school. Which one of them wasn't afraid that I would cause trouble for their family? They wanted to stay as far away from me as possible. Even my fiancé broke off the engagement, and only Zheng Ling was good to me. But Mother Zheng was also afraid that I would look for Zheng Ling. I don't even have a friend I want to chat with. It was not easy to meet Ms Xiaoya and Xia Qian. At that time, they knew about my family. And they didn't even know about your existence, but they didn't avoid me. They are also willing to be friends with me. I only have so few friends now, you still won't allow me to play with them. Do you want to make me depressed? You better get depressed and commit suicide. If you lose your wife, you won't have to divorce. You can marry Ouyang Yan openly. No one outside will say anything about you!"

Facing Ye Er's tearful scolding, Jiang Zhao's face turned cold and slowly became warm. He did not care about her resistance and tightly grabbed her chin. The wet sterilized cotton balls in his hands wiped away the blood stains on her face. One by one, the blood red cotton balls slowly faded and were thrown into the garbage bags.

He knew the reason why his attitude was not good. First, she did not listen to him and continued to play with Xia Qian, that little pervert.

Secondly, she lied to him again when she texted him.

Thirdly, when he was going to find her to confront her, her face was covered in blood.

Fourthly, her face was covered in blood, but she refused to get out of the car. She dared to sit in a driver's car that couldn't even drive straight, and she even dared to shout at him. She even dared to fight back against him, and she even dared to say that she didn't want to live.

He had too many questions that he was conflicted about, and the one thing that he shouldn't be conflicted about the most was the fact that she didn't love him.

He married her because he wanted to protect her at that time.

So many people bullied her, and they could pinch her to death. Her mother didn't want her, her father went to jail. . . Her brother wanted her to work at the night club to support her. Where would she think about living a better life? She had to live under someone else's roof, at least for a young girl like her who had neither education nor work experience. . . It was a dream to find a proper job with a high salary.

If he pushed her away, she would have no way to go.

He clearly knew that she was using him. It was a fact.

He clearly knew that she did not love him, but it was also a fact.

He was too anxious. He only hesitated when she mentioned Ouyang Yan again.

After hesitating, he forgot his original intention. Originally, he did not care about whether she loved him or not, but now he had to force it and not allow her to speak outside. He still wanted to cover his ears and steal the bell.

Love this kind of thing. No matter what he said, it was meaningless. Those young people had an early relationship when they were in their teens, and every day, they even said, "I love you, do you love me?" "We will be together for the rest of our lives. "

When he passed that age, even if he didn't have that age, he wouldn't be able to say those words.

He felt very uncomfortable. When Ye Er finished saying those words, He was afraid that once he said those words, his voice would tremble. He wanted to calm down, but he did not look into her eyes. Those tears that were filled with grievance and grievances, and the tears that were rushing over. . . It just so happened that he helped her clean up the blood-colored imprints on her face, cleaning up her face. She still pursed her lips and stared at him. Before getting married, he didn't see her cry.

When he didn't see her face, there was once when he accidentally saw her.

That was good too. He knew that he didn't have to bear with it when he felt wronged after getting married. He pulled out a piece of paper from the tissue box on the back of the car and didn't take it seriously. She just kneaded it into a ball and messed around on her face. There was a lazy teasing tone in her voice. "Well, it's good that you know. If you know, then live well. Otherwise. . . You can't even blame me, you're dead. . . You still expect me to care about your father and brother? What right do you have? Do you think I, Jiang Zhao, am a reincarnation of a Buddha? If you die, I can marry someone openly. My new wife definitely won't allow me to take care of my deceased wife's family. At most, she will give me some money to send them away. Taking care of my wife's family is such an ideal scene. It will definitely not appear in my life. You know, I am a person. . . I'm not that kind. "

pqdm.com