Fear, nausea, humiliation.
Crawling all over Zhou Zhijing’s body.
The man pressed her firmly against the sink, leaned against her ear, and said, "Jingjing, stop pretending. Isn't your bath just for me? There is no one at home today. Your sister is going with your aunt." Putuo is asking for a son, now it’s just you and me.”
He put his lips on her shoulder and sniffed hard, "Your sister is such a veteran, she can't even compare to your hair. Just wait, after I gain a foothold in Huarui, I will divorce your sister and then marry you. Okay?"
Zhou Zhijing remained silent as she held the eyebrow razor in her hand.
Taking advantage of the moment when the man turned her around, she suddenly raised her hand. The eyebrow razor was not sharp, but it could easily cut someone's face.
The man was instantly irritated. When he saw his face being stretched out in such a long way, he grabbed Zhou Zhijing's hair and slammed her head against the wall. "Damn it, you stinky bitch, don't be so shameless. Your sister. He said you are like a bitch and you are still trying to marry into a rich family. You are a piece of shit who was slept with by others and you are still pretending to be noble!"
The sound of the belt being untied was accompanied by the man's angry insults.
Zhou Zhijing was sitting on the ground with messy hair, still holding the eyebrow razor tightly in his hand, trying to fight him to the death with this small knife.
The moment the murder weapon was revealed, the bathroom door was forced open.
Uncle came back early, and Zhou Zhijing's tears fell at this moment.
But an hour later, she was kicked out of the house, dragging her luggage.
The reason is that it destroys family harmony.
Zhou Zhijing thought that his uncle should have wanted to do this for a long time.
So obviously the victim is her, but she can only be driven away.
She stood on the street, waiting for a ride-hailing service.
My hair is not dry yet, but it doesn't matter in such hot weather.
It's like this. It's not a good idea to go see Chen Jingshan.
Sitting in the car, Zhou Zhijing was wondering whether he should pretend to be pitiful in front of Chen Jingshan.
But a weak woman can only become a wealthy man's shady mistress, but cannot become his significant other.
Therefore, she took the initiative to cancel the dinner appointment and found a place to pack herself up.
The red palm prints on my cheeks are too obvious. I wonder if they can be removed tomorrow.
At eight o'clock in the evening, she had a hasty dinner and went to Yilin Piano Shop.
Not long after she came out of Fenglin Green Capital yesterday, she received Lin Xuqiu's class schedule.
As I walked to the door, I heard the smooth sound of a piano playing the nightingale in the piano store.
Through the large glass window, you can see the back of the piano player.
The man was wearing a white shirt, sitting in front of the expensive-looking grand piano, and his fingers were dancing on the keys with such fluidity.
The song was only played halfway and then stopped, as if it was boring. Turning around, he saw Zhou Zhijing standing outside.
The moment their eyes met, Zhou Zhijing did not immediately look away. She was stunned there.
Until Chen Zongci pushed open the glass door and said, "Are you Qiuqiu's student?"
There were tears in Zhou Zhijing's eyes that never went back, and Chen Zongci's tone seemed particularly gentle at this moment, like a prince coming out of the castle to save Cinderella.
Zhou Zhijing quickly calmed down his emotions and nodded, "Yes."
"Jingjing is here."
Lin Xuqiu's high-pitched voice came from inside, and the red skirt swayed, like a gorgeous butterfly, flying to Chen Zongci's side and holding his arm.
He smiled and said, "Come in, I've prepared our classroom."
Lin Xuqiu accepted a student for the first time and was also the only one.
"You are my close disciple, Lin Xuqiu."
Chen Zongci crossed his legs, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Do you know what closing disciples means?"
Lin Xuqiu helped Zhou Zhijing get into position and said coquettishly: "Chen Zongci, please stop arguing with me."
"If you want to accept the closed disciples, at least go to the elementary school and find a talented one." He said seriously, "Or, give birth to one yourself."
Lin Xuqiu focused her attention on Zhou Zhijing, looking at Zhou Zhijing's face, and her fingers touched the left side of her face that she had deliberately covered with her hair.
Zhou Zhijing subconsciously avoided it.
Looking at each other, Lin Xuqiu smiled slightly and responded to Chen Zongci's words, "It's funny. Didn't I say that I would never have children in this life."
Chen Zongci didn't take it seriously, "Grandma doesn't agree."
"I am your family's designated childbearing tool? You should stop trying to control me. If you want to have a child, find someone else."
Zhou Zhijing controlled the cello clumsily, only thinking of these two people.
One is coquettish, the other is indulgent.
A perfect match indeed.
Chen Zongci went out to use the bathroom. Lin Xuqiu held Zhou Zhijing's hand from behind and whispered in her ear: "Keep an eye on Chen Zongci for me. I can give you an additional salary in private."
Zhou Zhijing was stunned.
With the situation like yesterday and the lipstick she deliberately put on Chen Zongci's collar, she thought Lin Xuqiu would do something, but it would definitely not be to make her look at Chen Zongci.
"You heard it just now. Chen Zongci was hinting at me to have a baby, but I don't want to have one, and I don't want other women to have one. I'm afraid that he will do something secretly, so you have to help me keep an eye on him. If he has any evil intentions, You must tell me as soon as possible. I know that you can definitely do a good job. Just like yesterday, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be the one who stays with him and takes care of him. "
Not all rich ladies are flowers in the greenhouse, little cuties who are ignorant of the world.
How could he be so stupid as to become a pawn in the hands of a low-level person.
How could he regard a trivial person like her as a love rival?
After Chen Zongci came back, Lin Xuqiu went out to answer the phone.
Zhou Zhijing practiced by himself, and the sound was extremely unpleasant.
When she adjusted her gestures, Chen Zongci said in disgust: "Have a rest."
Zhou Zhijing will continue.
Chen Zongci emphasized: "Let my ears rest."
No one asked him to stay here and listen, okay!
Zhou Zhijing finally stopped and drank the drink Lin Xuqiu prepared for her.
In the quiet space, Lin Xuqiu's voice could only be vaguely heard, coming through the door.
It seems that they are discussing the tour.
Zhou Zhijing was in a bad mood today. While drinking a drink, he started to feel dazed.
"Who hit me?"
