Wen Congyuan raised his head and stared at her gloomily. "Shut up!"
Facing his son's gloomy gaze, Old Madam Wen trembled instinctively and quickly closed his mouth.
After sighing, he quietly left his son's room.
She can't control it.
Let them do whatever they like!
*
In the next room, 444 is pulling Su Qiao to watch the screen together.
[What a scumbag, who wants those things from him?
Do you think these things can buy a person's dignity and freedom? Can you just let him do whatever he wants?]
[And what's the use of giving these things? If you have the ability, he will give you money directly!]
Probably because he was afraid that the original person would run away, not only did he not allow the original person to work or go out, he even controlled her money.
The original person's hands were always bare, and he didn't even have ten dollars.
Afraid of arousing suspicion from the neighbors, he would occasionally give her some money to buy groceries and show her face.
That's it, the old lady or Wen Congyuan will still follow behind secretly.
One is to test whether the original person has the idea of escape, and the other is to keep an eye on her to prevent her from hiding money.
After his body recovered and no longer ached all over his body, Su Qiao got off the bed, took a deep breath, picked up the heavy wooden bedside table, and blocked it behind the door.
After blocking both bedside tables, she felt relieved to get back into bed.
[Don't worry, he has always slept in the next room. He probably has never shared the same bed with the original person because he is afraid of being exposed.]
When they first got married, Yuan Shen felt strange, so he and the old lady just excused him on the grounds that he had been feeling unwell recently.
After a month, when he felt that he could no longer deal with it, the original person just asked this question in a vague way, and in the end he was beaten severely.
"Still blocking the insurance, who knows if this guy will go crazy in the middle of the night?"
Su Qiao didn't want to sleep well, but suddenly a dog broke in and disturbed her sleep.
She had to have a good sleep to regain her strength so that she could fight tomorrow.
Fortunately, Su Qiao blocked it in time.
Within a few minutes, someone pushed the door in from the outside.
Unfortunately, Su Qiao was not only locked from behind, but also blocked from the inside with a bedside table.
The old lady was cleaning up the messed up things in the living room. When she saw her son pushing the door of the next room, she quickly walked over to persuade him:
"She probably feels uncomfortable. You should go back to the house and sleep first. You have to go to work tomorrow."
"Get some sleep and she'll be fine when she wakes up tomorrow. I'll give her some medicine then."
"Yeah."
Wen Congyuan's originally gloomy face gradually regained its composure.
When he wasn't angry, there was a bit of a gentle and melancholy bookish air on that Zhang Jun show's face.
No one would have thought that such a handsome man with a bookish look would turn into a moody lunatic as soon as he took off his glasses.
*
That night, Su Qiao slept fairly well, but she didn't know if it was affected by the original memory, but she actually had a nightmare, which scared her so much that she woke up after five o'clock and couldn't sleep.
After getting up, she did not go out of the room. Instead, she wore a powder blue half-sleeved silk pajamas and walked around the room barefoot under the light of the street lights outside the window.
After walking for about ten minutes, she stopped and began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets looking for something.
She found alarm clocks, stereos, broken laptops, discarded mobile phone batteries, flashlights, Small Knife, and even hair dryers, etc., and piled them all on the wooden floor in the center of the bedroom.
After she had found everything she wanted, it was about half an hour later, and it was dawn.