Chapter 1127 Return to Pei Ziheng

Chu Chen looked at her: "Go back, he is here in person, you can't escape."

Xia Ling's teeth trembled and she backed away from the window, her heart in a mess. Across the main door, I heard Pei Ziheng's always low and unsmiling voice: "Open the door and come out."

She dare not.

When the old lady saw her scared look, she felt extremely distressed. She couldn't help but yell through the door: "I don't care who you are, domestic violence is wrong! Just leave, Xiao Ling won't go back with you!"

There was an explosion outside the door. The paparazzi were all talking: "Dr. Pei, are you domestically abusing Miss Xia Ling?!"

Then for some reason, it quickly became quiet again.

Xia Ling pulled the old lady, shook her head with difficulty, and whispered: "Grandma, stop talking." There were so many paparazzi outside, who knows how these words will spread in the end, and everyone will be embarrassed.

But the old lady was worried: "If he hits you, the news will be exposed!"

"It's not that simple." Xia Ling said.

Outside the door, Pei Ziheng's voice was calm and steady: "You can't hide in this room forever, Xiao Ling, come out, don't be ungrateful and harm other people."

Xia Ling trembled.

The old lady held her hand: "Don't listen to his threats! Didn't the young master you met in the hospital a few days ago say he could protect you? Xiao Ling, please call that young master quickly and ask him to help you! I Don't be afraid of being implicated!"

A bitter smile bloomed on Xia Ling's lips, asking Li Lei to help?

Let's not talk about whether Li Lei can save her. Even if he can, what will the old lady do? It's not that she hasn't seen Pei Ziheng's methods before, and she can't imagine what kind of torture the old lady will face if she really escapes.

She closed her eyes gently, and when she opened them again, it was clear: "Grandma, I'm leaving, take care of yourself."

"Xiao Ling!" The old lady was extremely anxious, "You kid, what if he hits you again when you go back!"

Xia Ling forced a smile and said, "No, he has been very kind to me for so many years. This time... it was an accident." An accident changed everything. So what if she was still humiliated when she went back? There is no second way to choose. I only blame myself for being careless and being discovered by him.

She opened the door and looked up at him at the door: "Let's go."

Under the dim light of the corridor, he seemed to smile very lightly, grabbed her hand and walked out.

She struggled a little, but didn't break away. Instead, he held her tighter. His hand was like a soldering iron, firmly fixed on her lonely wrist. She heard the old lady behind her calling her: "Xiao Ling!"

A sad and worried voice.

However, there is no turning back. I have to walk down the path I chose on my knees.

Amid the shutters and flashes of the paparazzi, she followed him into the Rolls-Royce, started the car, and drove smoothly out of this narrow, semi-old residential area. Along the way, neither of them spoke.

Back at Hongqiang Villa, Zhou's mother came out to greet her. Her face was full of surprise: "Miss, you are back!"

Xia Ling, however, had no expression on her face. She stood at the entrance and asked Pei Ziheng softly: "What do you want, do you still want to lock me up? Pei Ziheng, don't let me catch another chance. Next time I run away, I will surrender to the police station."

Pei Ziheng endured it again and again, and then he didn't hit her.

His voice burst out from between his teeth: "Do you really want to die that much?"

"Do I still have a chance to survive?" She looked up at him, her voice still very soft and calm, but mocking.

Zhou's mother was frightened as she watched from the side, and hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Anyway, it's good that you're back, it's good that you're back. Miss, you don't know how much your husband has been worried about you during this period, and he almost lost the whole world." Turning over to look for you, I have lost a lot of weight because I don’t think about food and tea.”

She raised her eyes to look at him. She had indeed lost weight. There were light cyan bags under her eyes, and the stubble on her chin was not shaved off. But, so what? She was the one who was humiliated and wronged, so what qualifications did he have to pretend here? Thinking of this, she sneered: "Isn't it because he is afraid that the emperor will turn down a money tree? Or is he worried that he will not be able to hand over the murderer and explain to the Wang family?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Pei Ziheng grabbed her neck and threw her against the wall. "Xia Ling, do you know that I really want to strangle you to death." His fingers tightened, she had difficulty breathing and her face turned pale.

But she still stared at him unwilling to be outdone, struggling to sneer: "Cough, cough cough... just strangle me to death... do you think I am willing... willing to come back?"

His eyes became darker and darker, and he dragged her upstairs.

Behind him, Zhou's mother called anxiously: "Sir! Sir!" But he ignored her.

Xia Ling's collar was dragged by him, strangling her until she could breathe. She struggled and coughed, but to no avail. He threw her onto the bed mercilessly and tore her clothes. "Xia Ling," he looked at her coldly, "you are seeking death." After saying that, he stood up and entered her.

Unexpected pain.

She gave a sharp cry and tried in vain to push him away.

His offensive was like a violent storm, making her think she was going to die several times, but the brutal bites also aroused her temper. She refused to cry or beg for mercy, and cursed him with all the ugly and vicious words in the world.

Until exhausted.

He hugged her who had lost the last bit of strength, traced her body along the skin little by little, and for a long time, said in a low voice: "Do you know when you are the most honest?"

She turned her head to one side and vowed not to speak a word to him.

Pei Ziheng didn't need her answer, he still rubbed her delicate and smooth skin little by little, looking at the tooth marks and red marks all over it, and after a long time, he said, "I'm sorry."

She was startled, forgetting the oath she had just made, and turned to look at him in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Under the moonlight, his eyes were deep and his voice was faint: "The real culprit has been found. You are innocent. The Wang family will not cause you any more trouble, and I will not continue to imprison you."

Suspecting that she had heard wrong, she murmured, "What?" She had been wronged so much and suffered so much, but in the end he told her that the real murderer had finally been found? ! Thousands of feelings came to her heart at once, and her tears oozed out, glistening down her cheeks.

Pei Ziheng held her and let her cry quietly. For a long time, the two of them remained silent.

"I hate you." Finally, she choked out after crying enough.

He hugged her and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry." This was the second time he apologized to her today. She had been with him for more than ten years, and it was the first time she had seen him apologize so seriously.

But so what?

The damage has already been done, how can an understatement of sorry be undone?

"I hate you," she repeated with a sob voice, "I never want to see you again."

He lowered his head to kiss her, ignoring her struggles. The long and delicate kiss was like protecting a rare treasure, not at all like the violence he had shown when he dragged her to bed.