Boss, she was forced to be the wife

Wang Yi blinked, looking at the Mo Luo in front of him, he felt so strange that it even made him tremble with fear.

Waiting until Mo Luo brought him back home, Qiao Runzhi and others were already anxious like ants on a hot pot.

Originally, people were uneasy when Wang Yi was left in Zhou Guogong's mansion, but now that Mo Luo was out late at night, they didn't dare to look for him easily.

Now is a very sensitive period for everyone, so we can only wait at home.

At this time, everyone could not help but rejoice when they saw that not only Mara had come back, but also Wang Yi had been brought back. However, the joy did not last long before they saw that both of them looked bad.

Mara is still the same as before going out, with a gloomy look, but it only adds to the evil spirit.

Wang Yi was obviously frightened, his face turned pale, and he stared at everyone in shock for a long time before he came back to his senses.

"The Wife!"

He crossed the crowd and called Mara from a distance.

At this time, Mara was walking towards the house. When she heard someone calling her, she just paused and then entered the house without even looking back.

"Wang Yi, are you okay? That bastard Zhou Ang didn't do anything to you, right?!"

Wei Xicai stepped forward to support Wang Yi, only to feel that his body was shaking involuntarily, and he was naturally worried.

But Wang Yi still shook his head and took a few breaths to calm himself down.

There was a hint of hesitation and vulnerability on that charming face, and then he made up his mind and said to everyone:

"I'm fine. You go back and rest early. I still have something to do with my wife."

"That's right! Don't tell anyone what happened today. If anyone asks, just say that my wife and I were in the room all night and never went out."

Wang Yi said solemnly to everyone, his voice trembling as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time, frail and helpless.

Everyone looked at each other for a few times. Although they didn't know what Wang Yi and Mo Luo had gone through, looking at Wang Yi's appearance, something big must have happened.

At this time, even the always lively Ji Chen and the aggressive Wei Xicai fell silent.

Several people had worries in their eyes, but they still respected Wang Yi's decision and supported him and led him to the door of Mo Luo's room.

"Can you really do that?"

Qiao Runzhi looked at Wang Yi's weak appearance and asked worriedly.

If you usually look at other people, everyone will think that this appearance is pretentious, but at this time, Wang Yi is obviously not joking.

Ji Liang looked at Wang Yi's appearance and felt that he was not weak, but scared. Seeing his legs trembling, his legs were weak from fear, so he stretched out his hand and knocked on Wanmoluo's door.

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At this time, Mara had not yet fallen asleep. Hearing the sound of the door outside, he guessed that it was probably Wang Yi. When he opened the door, he saw many people standing at the door.

Today's Mo Luo's mood has changed from extremely bad to extremely violent. He doesn't want to give anyone a good look, so he looked at everyone and said coldly:

"Is something wrong?"

Everyone was shocked when they looked at Mo Luo, and they felt that if they made her unhappy, they would pay a heavy price in the next second.

Among them, only Wang Yi saw Zhou Ang who really paid a heavy price. He stepped forward to block everyone and said to Mo Luo:

"My wife, I have something to tell you."

Mo Luo looked at Wang Yi with dark eyes, and finally nodded to let him in.

Wang Yi walked into the house, and before turning around and closing the door, he did not forget to wave to everyone, indicating that they should rest early.

Even though everyone was worried again, seeing Wang Yi being so stubborn and Mara looking so terrifying, they finally returned to their respective rooms.

At this time, only Mo Luo and Wang Yi were left in the room.

Mara sat on a stool, poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

Without the support of everyone, Wang Yi obviously lacked a support. He held on to the wall and walked to the edge of the bed before lying down out of breath.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with him, and he was not injured at all. He was just frightened and his legs were weak.

The eyes he looked at Mo Luo no longer contained any contempt, but a little more fear and fear.

The strange silence between the two people lasted for a short time. Wang Yi spoke first to break the calm——

"You... did that to Zhou Ang because of me..."

The tea cup in Mo Luo's hand paused for a moment because of Wang Yi's words, and then asked:

"Why do you think so."

Although he was asking, his tone was calm, as if he was saying that the weather is very good today.

Wang Yi hesitated for a moment, thinking of Mo Luo's previous attitude towards them, and also thinking that she preferred sincere people, so he decided to take a gamble.

Abandoning the high-sounding words he was usually best at speaking, he said directly:

"Because Zhou Ang and I were living side by side, you bumped into me. You are my wife, so you should be angry. Now that you have dealt with Zhou Ang, will it be my turn?"

Hum——

Mo Luo snorted slightly from his nose and sneered, then looked at Wang and said with unclear meaning:

"I didn't expect you to be so candid today after all your twists and turns."

Although Mo Luo's words were taken literally, the meaning had already changed in Wang Yi's complicated heart. In his eyes, these words were more like a yin and yang aura, directly pronouncing his death.

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So Wang Yi smiled desperately and said:

"My wife, you don't have to humiliate me like this. We slaves don't have a clean body. We are just the master's belongings. It's normal to shout and kill. We are not even as good as livestock."

Wang Yi felt a little tired, and leaned softly on the head of the bed and continued:

"The young master is completely kind to me. I will not betray the young master, even if I commit myself to anyone. Back then..."

Wang Yi paused and glanced at Mo Luo's figure before continuing:

"Didn't I commit myself to you, my wife, so that the young master could hide in your place..."

Mo Luo shook his head, not only feeling pity for Wang Yi's experience, but also denying his answer.

"I won't do anything to you"

Wang Yi raised his lonely eyes, looked at Mo Luo with some suspicion and continued to ask:

"What did you say?"

"I torture Zhou Ang because I hate being dominated and controlled by others; to put it bluntly - I hate the powerful, I hate the rich, but they trample the poor under their feet."

"So...so you torture Zhou Ang..."

Wang Yi propped up his body bit by bit, and the cold feeling all over his body from being grabbed by someone's handle was gradually fading away.

"It's just because I'm ungrateful and don't want to be a dog that comes and goes when called."

Mo Luo thought for a while and thought of Zhou Ang's arrival in Pingshui Town, which pulled him out of his poverty.

She didn't know how she would have gotten rich without Zhou Ang, but it would have been a bloody road.

But she also knew that in Zhou Ang's eyes, lifting her up was like lifting up an ant. Her goal was never herself, but Nangong Tou, the glory and wealth behind him.

Zhou Ang has always had an agenda, but he despised everyone. He thought she was a watchdog, but he didn't know that she, like Ono, was a wild wolf who was unlucky at that time.