C5 He doesn't see you in his eyes

Yu Shu reached out to pull her, but He Jiuyang pushed her, causing him to fall backwards even faster.

What He Chuchu saw was the scene of Yu Shu reaching out his hand and pushing He Chuyang down the stairs.

He hurriedly pulled He Jieyang into his embrace, but he himself was accidentally pressed down on his legs. He fell straight to the ground with dull thuds coming from his bones.

"Beginner search —"

"Big brother!"

Two voices sounded at the same time. He Chuyang raised his head and glared at the book fiercely. Then, he asked He Chuchu in a worried tone, "Brother! Are you alright? "

"I'm fine! "Don't worry!" He Chuchu forced a smile and comforted He Chuyang.

Yu Shu's heart that was just hanging in the air had just dropped to the ground when he couldn't help but mock himself, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

Why are you still worried about him? In his eyes, you were never there …

He Chuchu originally wanted to ask about the book, but why was it always aimed at the rising sun? Clearly, they could have … Clearly … Why did she always have to be so vicious? Just like her parents, they used cruel means against his family.

The accusatory words had already reached his mouth, but when he raised his head to look at the book, they stuck in his mouth.

He Chuchu could even see the change in Yu Shu's expression. That smile was too bleak …

He Chuchu didn't know why, but his heart felt as if it was gripped by the curve of Yu Shu's mouth when he smiled, and was numb with pain …

Looking at their stares, the coldness in He Jiuyang's eyes deepened.

She helped He Chuchu up from the ground. The gloom in her eyes was replaced by impatience.

"How could it be all right? It's all me! "If it wasn't for saving me …"

"Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault." He Chuchu interrupted her gently.

Yu Shu felt that his presence here was like a joke.

She turned around and went back to her little loft, closing the door tightly behind her. She didn't want to see the scene of the injury.

Behind the door, He Chu was staring at the door with a deathly stare.

Yu Shu was still trapped in the small attic.

In order to get He Chuchu to kick Yu Shu out, He Chuyang had to go crazy.

But although He Chuchu punished books and cursed them with venomous words, he never mentioned divorce.

That day, he was drunk again and staggered back from the outside with a bottle of wine in his hand. He didn't go to see He Chuyang but went straight up to the attic.

Yu Shu was curled up on her bed. The attic was bone-chilling cold at night. She hadn't slept for a long time.

All of a sudden, the door to the penthouse was opened. Before she could get used to the sudden light, a strong smell of alcohol rushed into her nose.

The man was on top of her, his hands groping up her smooth thighs as he roughly ripped off her thin panties.

It dried up unexpectedly when he entered.

As if he had been touched by a reverse scale, He Chuchu picked up the bottle and poured the rest of the liquid on the book.

Yu Shu's eyes widened. The sudden coldness made her scream out loud. The man on her body began to vent madly before she could even say the words of rejection.

The areas on his body soaked in wine were repeatedly licked and sucked by the fiery tongue of a man.

The sheets under him were soaked, making ambiguous sounds as they moved in and out of the room.

Yu Shu felt like she was about to be crushed by him. She heard him whisper drunkenly in her ear, like a complaint.

"Yu Shu... Am I not able to satisfy you? You just went out to make an appointment with someone? "

No...

She shook her head vigorously, the tip of her nose twitching uncontrollably.

The man with the fierce expression on his body seemed to sneer again.

"No, you're Lang. You just like different men, don't you?"

He Chuchu said these words while gnashing his teeth. Both of his hands held the person under him tighter and tighter.