She was right. In addition to revenge, Li Tingchen was in a hurry to divorce. Another reason was that she wanted to put her son on her account book.
After nearly a year of pulling, the moment Su Qingyu completely let go of him, Li Tingchen found that he was not as happy as he thought.
“Want me to let you go, dream!From today on, you will stay in Lizhai. In this life, you will be my person, and you can only be my dead person if you die.”
Su Qingyu’s tears hit his face, and Li Tingchen’s heart seemed to be damp.
He irritably took out his mobile phone and clicked on a photo, which was exactly the picture of Lin Yan being sent away by 120.
“If you have contact with this man again, the next time you lie on it is his whole family, Su Qingyu, you won’t want to live satisfactorily in this life.”
“You bastard!If you hate me, you come at me. Why are you doing this to Lin Yan?”Su Qingyu was grabbed by Li Tingchen before he slapped him down.
His pupils were full of ruthlessness, “Do you care about him so much?”Don’t forget, there is no divorce for one day, and you are Mrs. Li for one day.”
“I……”
Before Su Qingyu could explain, she was picked up by Li Tingchen as soon as her body became lighter.
With a violent aura all over his body, the man threw her onto the big bed in the master bedroom.
Fortunately, the mattress was customized according to her preferences back then, it was soft and elastic, and she was not injured.
But when the man fell so rudely, her already dizzy head was spinning around. She was very uncomfortable, and she limped weakly on the bed, looking at the man standing in front of the bed with a look of fear.
Li Tingchen’s well-knotted fingers tore open his tie irritably. He seemed to be bewitched by the devil, approaching the trembling woman on the bed with an almost cruel smile.
“Susu, are you with him these days?Did he touch you?”
When the name that hadn’t been used for nearly two years came out of his mouth, Su Qingyu only felt perverted, and there was a dense layer of goose bumps all over his body.
The man was like a beast bound by iron chains, about to break free from the chains and pounce on her.
Su Qingyu shook his head and opened his mouth to explain: “We are just friends, not as dirty as you think.”
“Dirty?Heh……”A sneer came from Bo Liang’s mouth, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed Su Qingyu’s foot.
Su Qingyu resisted the uncomfortable struggle, her little strength was like a fist hitting the cotton to no avail.
How could she know that Li Tingchen had searched all over the place in the past few days, and he hadn’t slept for ten hours in a few nights. His eyes had been filled with hatred for a long time, like a demon who had absorbed a lot of negative energy. He urgently needed a vent.
He took off Su Qingyu’s shoes and socks, and hundreds of women who had not touched him day and night, his blood rushed straight to his forehead, and a pair of black pupils were occupied by desire.
Su Qingyu knew too well what his eyes represented, she trembled and begged: “No, Li Tingchen, you can’t……”
Su Qingyu’s slender ankles were like fragile butterfly wings in his hands, and he could easily crush them.