Help! The heroine of the abusive novel abducted the crazy villain

Song Qingyue did not live permanently in Yujiang Dijing, so she did not hire a nanny. Only part-time workers came to clean the house every two days.

At this time, she was busy washing vegetables and cooking noodles in the kitchen. For Song Qingyue, she was still in the midst of being forced to flee yesterday, so a bowl of warm noodles was particularly valuable.

She was too tired and too hungry.

She simply made two bowls of vegetable and egg noodles, which were hot, fragrant and particularly tempting. Song Qingyue brought them to the room on a dinner plate.

"The noodles are ready."

Hearing the sound, Huo Chizhou in the room suddenly stood up, at a loss. Song Qingyue noticed that he had eaten the apple he had just given her, leaving only a small stem and the pitiful core.

I finished the cup of warm water.

He was probably very hungry.

Who would have thought? Prince Feng had neither enough food nor clothing, but was scolded and beaten every day. Anyone picked up on the roadside would have a better life than him.

No wonder he actually tried to destroy the world later on.

Of course, the villain will never succeed.

Song Qingyue quickly put the dinner plate on the table, took a bowl and put it on the opposite side, and asked Huo Chizhou to sit down: "I made a simple bowl, I hope you won't dislike it."

"How, how could it be?" Huo Chizhou spoke quickly and stuttered a bit.

Disgusted? He couldn't even think about it. Being flattered was more like it.

He never imagined that he would be kicked out like a dog by the contractor during the day, beaten to death by the group of men, and almost lost his legs. In the blink of an eye, he would be living in this clean and beautiful room, with a bowl of noodles in front of him.

Like a dream.

"Sit down quickly." Song Qingyue waved to him again.

Huo Chizhou's thoughts returned to reality. He sat down and picked up his chopsticks. He sniffed calmly as he approached the bowl. Unable to resist his hunger, he tentatively took a mouthful of noodles and put it into his mouth. The hot taste passed through his taste buds.

It quickly spread and warmed his stiff limbs.

He silently increased his speed.

It seems that he gradually let down his guard against her, and Song Qingyue also started eating noodles. When he was in the mental hospital, he was often injected with sedatives, tied up, fed with drugs and shocked, and after escaping, his life was precarious. How could he enjoy delicious food like he does now?

Unconsciously, Song Qingyue ate all the vegetables and egg noodles. When she raised her eyes, she saw that there was not even a drop of soup left in Huo Chizhou's bowl.

Huo Chizhou looked slightly flustered: "I..."

Song Qingyue pretended not to see his embarrassment, raised her hand to take out two pieces of toilet paper, handed one to him, and smiled: "There are brand-new toiletries in the bathroom. Go to bed early at night."

Putting the empty bowls back on the dinner plate, Song Qingyue took them and stood up to leave.

boom--

The door was gently closed, and the room was silent.

Huo Chizhou hesitantly wiped the corners of his mouth with the piece of toilet paper. The faint and pleasant fragrance was just like the one on her body.

He sat silently by the bed for a long time.

When he learned that she was Feng Jinchen's fiancée, he never thought that she might be sent by Feng Jinchen to take revenge on him, gain his trust and then betray him completely, or imprison him quietly.

disappear from this world.

But he didn't want to think so.

Even though I know I shouldn't ask for warmth, I still crave it greedily.

That night, Huo Chizhou no longer dreamed about the scene of being cruelly abandoned when he was young. Another woman appeared in his dream. When he was in pain and despair, she came like a fairy, and he couldn't help but want to prostrate himself before her.

At his feet, she smiled and held his dirty hand.

He was so despicable that he would not let go if he caught him.

But can he imagine the gods in the sky?

The biological clock woke Huo Chizhou up from his sleep early. After he bounced out of bed, he remembered that he no longer had to move bricks at the construction site or do odd jobs in the factory. He folded the quilt carefully, washed up, opened the door, and saw the door next door.

It was hidden, and there was no one inside.

A trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes, and he finally found a bowl of porridge, a plate of vegetables, two boiled eggs and a note on the dining table.

[Chizhou, I have to go out for something. You can take good care of yourself at home.]

She didn't abandon him.

Huo Chizhou rubbed the word "family" with his fingers. This word was so beautiful that he didn't dare to think about it. He should not forget the blood feud. Even if he only had one life, the Feng family would be destroyed.

By then... she will hate him to the core when she knows that she has been deceived and used by her fiancé's enemies, right?

He looked at the door, but still didn't leave.

Song family.

After making a simple breakfast for Huo Chizhou, Song Qingyue drove back to the Song family's old house. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Song's mother who was reading a magazine. She was graceful, dignified and elegant, but Song Qingyue knew that she would soon go crazy from mental illness.

He jumped from the rooftop of the courtyard and died without any body parts.

Their mother and daughter lived in the same mental hospital one after another.

Since the mental hospital could easily conclude that she was mentally ill, why couldn't it falsify her mother's medical records? Maybe her mother was forced to jump off the building step by step.

I only regret that she was busy dealing with her father's funeral and a lot of company affairs at that time, so she believed Feng Jinchen so easily.

Looking at her living mother, Song Qingyue's tears fell.

Catching the hot gaze, Hua Wanying frowned and raised her eyes. Seeing that the person who came was her daughter, a smile broke out on her face: "Yueyue, are you back?"

"Why are you crying?" Soon, Hua Wanying saw Song Qingyue's tears and immediately threw the magazine in her hand aside and hurried forward.

"Who bullied you? Tell your mother, she will make the decision for you."

Seeing her mother panicking with worry, Song Qingyue could no longer restrain herself and threw herself into her arms and sobbed softly.

"mom."

"Yueyue, it's okay, mommy is here." Her daughter cried while holding her in her arms for more than ten years. Hua Wanying felt so distressed that she patted Song Qingyue's back gently.

I don’t know what kind of injustice this child suffered.

Feeling the familiar atmosphere, Song Qingyue's emotions slowly calmed down. It was like a bullied child seeing his mother. No matter how hard he tried to pretend to be strong, he couldn't help crying.

She knew she had support from now on.

Her parents will stand by her unconditionally.

"Mom, I want to break off the engagement."

Hua Wanying was heartbroken when her precious daughter cried like this. Before she could react, she agreed to whatever she wanted: "Okay, everything Yueyue wants..."

"What?" Hua Wanying was shocked.

Did she hear it correctly? My daughter is going to break off the engagement!

"Yueyue, why do you want to break off the engagement suddenly?" Hua Wanying asked, "Did Jin Chen do something to make you sad?"

No wonder my daughter is so sad, it turned out to be Feng Jinchen's fault.

It was because the Feng and Song families knew each other well, and Feng Jinchen was considered to be a talented person with outstanding abilities. The key point was that he was not like other rich second-generation rich men, so he agreed to let them be together.

How long have you been engaged for? It actually made her daughter cry.

Hua Wanying's face didn't look good.

"Mom, Feng Jinchen already has someone he likes. That woman is his high school classmate, and now he has placed her in the Jinxiu Tiandi villa area."

Hua Wanying: "!"