She said nervously that she didn't want it, but he couldn't let her refuse, pressed her against the door panel, and stroked her face teasingly: "You are my wife, so generous, is it for art, or for the one named Gu Fei, huh?"

Zhao Moran's face was pale.

Chu Ci still shaved her face slowly and said softly: "You don't want to give up painting, don't you want to give up your dream with that person?"

"No." She turned her head, her voice fragile: "I just want to find something to do."

Her voice begged: "It has nothing to do with private matters."

He still teased her lightly, and looked at her crying or not, which was quite interesting.

When he felt it was almost done, he whispered: "If you want to continue drawing, please beg me."

She suddenly met his eyes, not understanding what he meant.

Chu Ci grabbed her hand and taught her: "You are 28 years old, you are about to get married. Should you learn more about making your husband happy?"

She was extremely embarrassed and felt that she was just a toy that was appreciated by him... But she could not choose her own life. She had to make her husband happy in order to get a little freedom.

She was extremely humiliated.

About 8 o'clock in the evening.

Chu Ci changed her clothes, stood beside the bed and looked at her with a faint voice: "Get up and have dinner, I have a social event."

Zhao Moran nodded: "I'll get up in a while."

He glanced at her, tidied up his clothes and went out, but after walking a few steps, he stopped again, his voice slightly cold: "Don't let me know that you are taking medicine again. If you can't get pregnant for three months, I will take you to check... You should know the consequences."

She suffocated for a moment before saying, "I understand."

Chu Ci left with satisfaction.

Zhao Moran lay alone on the cold bed. It took a long time to get up to clean the bedroom. She had no face to let the servant clean up again. Today, the servant looked at her with something wrong. She was not blind.

After she finished packing, she went downstairs and the servant immediately stepped forward: "Madam, dinner is ready."

She nodded and sat down, and found that the prepared dishes were mainly food supplements. She couldn't help but ask, "Is it what sir?"

The servant didn't dare to say it at first, and after a while, he spoke carefully: "Sir said that you need to make up for it in autumn."

Zhao Moran smiled indifferently, lifted her hair and ate.

She also knew that this was an excuse, he was just asking her to prepare for pregnancy.

Zhao Moran didn't know why Chu Ci wanted a child so much. She couldn't understand it. He didn't love her but wanted her to have a child... At this time, the servant said happily: "Mrs. Mrs. is so loving, and she will probably have a child soon. Mr. loves girls very much."

Zhao Moran was stunned.

Then she understood that he wanted a child just to find a substitute. This child was Chu Yan's substitute. He would love the child very much and treat her as Chu Yan to spoil her.

And she, Zhao Moran, is just a tool for him to give birth.

When she thought of this, she couldn't eat it anymore, so she barely ate a few bites and went upstairs. She sat in front of the dressing table, looked at herself in the mirror, and couldn't help but reach out and stroked her face.

She actually found that her face was five points similar to Chu Yan, but Chu Yan had cute little tiger teeth when she smiled, but she didn't... She thought that it was because of her appearance that Chu Ci wanted a child she had.

At this moment, she didn't know what she felt. She finally knew why she was picked up. It was worth 300 million, but she was just Chu Yan's substitute.

Zhao Moran kept looking at herself in the mirror quietly. She didn't want to cry because she didn't like Chu Ci either.

A man who tormented her like that was only afraid and not liked.

...

That night, Chu Ci came back very late, probably one o'clock in the night.

He must have been drinking, and he smelled of alcohol.

Zhao Moran had no way to pretend to be asleep, so she got up and helped him take off his coat, but a trace of perfume scent floated across his nose inadvertently. She thought to herself that he was really energetic.

Chu Ci didn't know her psychological activities, so she unbuttoned her shirt and said indifferently: "Sleep first, I'll take a shower."

She breathed a sigh of relief and lay down.

After Chu Ci came back from taking a shower, she was already asleep. He was not sleepy at this moment, so he simply went to the living room to pour a glass of red wine for himself, and while savoring it, he was watching Zhao Moran sleeping.

Her face was very clean and her body was the same. In addition to Yan Yan being his ideal wife, she was also very smart. She knew that she would not fight him and would not anger him.

But he also knew that she didn't love herself and was afraid of her.

Thinking of this, he had a bad intention again, put down the cup in his hand and walked towards her...

Zhao Moran was awakened by him. In the darkness, she looked at him with a little fear, his voice hoarseness; "What are you afraid of! Don't you like it very much?"

She was a little embarrassed and angry, and let him do whatever he wanted...

The next day was Saturday, and Chuci did not go to the company.

Early in the morning, Zhao Moran got up and went to the studio, carefully packed the paintings that he wanted to give Chu Yan, and called the express company to come over.

Chu Ci has been reading magazines on the sofa in the living room. When he saw two couriers coming over, he felt a little unhappy. He never liked having outsiders at home. But he thought that he had bullied her enough last night, so he didn't say anything.

After the person left, Zhao Moran went downstairs and saw that he was still there, he asked dumbly: "Are you not going to the company today?"

"Weekend." He put down the magazine: "You can't work every day, right?"

She remained silent.

He knew that she wanted him to work every day so that she would not have to face him. He tried it out last night. He liked to see her scared and also liked to toss until she cried and begged him.

Chu Ci didn't know what other couples were like, but in his opinion it was quite interesting, at least not too boring. In addition, except that he did not allow her to betray him, it didn't matter whether she loved her or not. He just wanted to get a child out as soon as possible.

He looked at her and found that the dress she was wearing today looked pretty good, so he took a look.

Zhao Moran was a little afraid of him, so he lowered his head and sat aside.

He stood up and said, "Go back to the mansion, go with me."

She was a little surprised, "I'll go too?"

"Would you like to go alone?" he asked her.

She didn't say anything else, so she could only get up: "I'll go upstairs to get the bag."

Chu Ci looked at her quietly and sat down again after a while.

Of course, it would not be very pleasant to go to the Chu family mansion, Chu Ci and Zhao Moran were even more so. She knew that Mrs. Chu didn't like Chu Yan, but she didn't feel that she liked her. She still had this self-knowledge.

She was uncomfortable sitting there, but Mrs. Chu looked gentle and said to Chu Ci: "You are busy with work. I see Moran's temperament being too quiet. Otherwise, you will move back to your old house after marriage, and I can take care of you if you have children in the future."

Before Chu Ci could speak, Chu Changhe spoke: "It's time for the couple to be in love, what should they do when they come back!"

Mrs. Chu looked at him and continued to gently and gently: "Chu Ci and the others are not in a normal relationship and marriage, children are the most important thing."

She looked at Zhao Moran with a hint of kindness in her eyes: "Moran, are you right?"

Chu Changhe was about to have an attack, Zhao Moran whispered: "Mom is right, children are important, I don't care."

Mrs. Chu smiled with satisfaction, but at this time Chu Ci's voice was faint: "Live outside, and if you have children in the future, your family teacher and professional parenting teacher will be invited to have a good rest. Mom, please take a good rest."

Zhao Moran was a little surprised when he said this, but she wouldn't gild her face and think how good he is to her. He just doesn't like living here either.

When Chu Ci said this, Mrs. Chu was very unhappy and wanted to hold on for a while. Chu Changhe said: "Children have their own lives, just take care of your illness."

Mrs. Chu looked at her husband resentfully and pursed her lips. Since then, she naturally disliked Zhao Moran.

For Mrs. Chu, her husband and son are her own family, and other women are not, even if they have been raised for many years or daughter-in-law who is about to pass the family, especially now she thinks that Chu Ci is just trying to settle down and just find a woman to get married, so she will not take Zhao Moran seriously.

Zhao Moran felt her dislike, she was very smart and silent... and let Chu Ci deal with it.

Although she was a little scared when he was tormenting her, she would rather be tormented by Chu Ci than deal with Mrs. Chu Ci. Chu Ci was cold or tormenting her was just a bad habit of a man. He did not treat her badly in many things, but Mrs. Chu was different. She was sick. Zhao Moran dared not think about what she would do to him if she couldn't think about the meeting.

Mrs. Chu looked at her son, then at her daughter-in-law, and said quietly: "Okay, Chu Ci has grown up, and I can't control him anymore. Just make the decision if there is anything."

Chu Changhe was not very happy: "The child is rarely back."

He sighed in his heart: Yan Yan's child has been forced to break up with the family, and now she still wants her son to do the same. He secretly thought that he had always been indulging her for years and hurt her two children. Is it right or wrong? If Chu Ci is happy, it would be fine, but it is obvious that the son and his wife are in harmony.

Chu Changhe sighed lightly, feeling uncomfortable.

Chu Ci didn't keep much, so she took Zhao Moran back after lunch. After he went back, she stayed at home to draw. When he came back in the evening, he still smelled of perfume, and then he tossed her...

...

Days passed day by day, and there were two days left for Chu Ci’s wedding, and Bai Xun was back.

Chu Yan went to the parking lot after get off work, but when he just came over, he heard a whistle: "Beauty."

When she saw it, she couldn't help but feel angry and funny.

It was not someone else but Bai Xun who drove a sexy sports car, wearing sunglasses, and whistled at her with his hands on the window.

Chu Yan walked over and smiled angrily: "Why are you back?"

"The day after tomorrow your ex-boyfriend gets married, I have to come back early to support you." Bai Xun raised his eyebrows.

Chu Yan walked up to him and bent down: "Just like you, you deserve to be beaten to death."

Bai Xun smiled so freely that he reached out to pinch her nose: "Okay, get in the car, brother will take you to have something delicious."

Chu Yan walked around and sat down, and asked while wearing a seat belt, "What's delicious?"

He just finished speaking.
To be continued...