Hiding her pregnant belly and leaving, the CEO's ex-husband cried red eyes

Chapter 132 Imprisoned in Tianzhu Garden

It was clearly she who held his hand first back then, but now she wanted to let go so easily. How could Lu Beichuan allow that?

His eyes were ferocious, and he was trying hard to suppress the anger that was surging inside him and not vent it out completely. However, just staring at people motionlessly like this was enough to give them a sense of oppression and make them shudder.

When he mentioned this, An Xia also recalled the scene of that year.

In fact, every minute and every second she spent with him is still deeply engraved in her mind.

I just watch "Unforgettable" again. There is no point in recalling it now.

An Xia's eyes were cold.

"Children's words are innocent, do you take them to heart?"

Lu Beichuan's grip on her wrist suddenly tightened.

An Xia was in so much pain that for a moment she thought her hand bones might be crushed by him.

"Say that again?" the man looked sinister.

"It's the same even if I say it ten times." An Xia was just as stubborn as Lu Beichuan.

Sometimes he is even more stubborn than Lu Beichuan.

Otherwise, he would not have ignored An Jianguo's obstruction and risked his life to rescue Lu Jingyang from the kidnappers.

Now when An Xia occasionally thinks back to what happened in the past, there are moments when she really wants to go back to the past, back to the day when she saw Lu Jingyang being kidnapped.

If she were given another chance, she might really listen to An Jianguo's dissuasion and watch Lu Jingyang being taken away and tortured.

In this way, she would not have anything to do with the Lu family, she would not have met Ming Xiyu, and her father would not be lying in the hospital like a living dead.

She had been hiding her temper all these years only because she liked Lu Beichuan.

Now that she was letting go, she naturally didn't have to hide it anymore.

Lu Beichuan's chest rose and fell in anger, as if he was about to pass out from An Xia's anger at any moment.

"it is good."

"it is good."

"You are very well."

Lu Beichuan leaned over and put his hands on An Xia's knees, then exerted force and lifted her up onto his shoulders.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made people feel uneasy, and the world was spinning. An Xia almost vomited the dinner she had just eaten.

"Put me down!"

An Xia struggled.

Lu Beichuan ignored him and carried the man upstairs and into the master bedroom.

"I'll let you out when you're clear-headed." Lu Beichuan threw An Xia on the soft big bed.

An Xia jumped unexpectedly.

Before he could steady himself, Lu Beichuan had already left after saying something.

An Xia stood up angrily and tried to open the door, but the door had been locked from the outside and didn't move at all, so she couldn't open it at all.

Lu Beichuan stood outside the door and heard the noise of windows being smashed and thrown around in the master bedroom. A deep sense of helplessness flashed across his brows.

He used to be the most disdainful of forcing women in this way.

When he heard Pei Ming say that some young master in Jiangcheng was robbing and plundering, he thought that kind of person was extremely stupid. Only people without ability would use this method to forcefully keep what they wanted.

But now, he has become the person he despises the most.

When that feeling of powerlessness truly appears before you, all thoughts of contempt will become powerless.

The minute hand of the wall clock made a full circle before the noisy noise upstairs ended.

Guessing that she was tired, Lu Beichuan heated up the dumplings that he hadn't finished eating that night, poured her a glass of water and brought them upstairs.

When the door opened, An Xia was sitting on the sofa at the end of the bed, panting.

All the antiques in the house were reduced to worthless pieces.

Seeing him come in, An Xia raised her eyebrows, obviously very satisfied with her "masterpiece" and also trying to anger him on purpose.

Lu Beichuan has a slight obsession with cleanliness. Although it is not to the point of being extremely picky, he at least does not want to see his bedroom in a mess.

The bedroom was now in such a mess as if it had been invaded by robbers. An Xia didn't believe that he could continue to lock her up here without caring.

"Are you satisfied?" Lu Beichuan kicked away the scattered books and tissues on the floor and placed the tray on the completely clean bedside table.

An Xia said nothing.

"If it's not enough, I'll let Xiao Ming send you more things to smash. Smash until you're satisfied." Lu Beichuan was calm and composed. He didn't seem to be provoked by An Xia's actions.

An Xia touched her back teeth with the tip of her tongue.

Even more angry.

Her behavior was like a heavy punch on cotton, with no deterrent effect at all.

Lu Beichuan took out his phone and was about to contact Xiao Ming. An Xia was so angry that she wanted to laugh. She pulled out the pillow behind her and threw it directly at Lu Beichuan.

"Get out!"

She was really angry, so she threw the pillow at Lu Beichuan with all her strength.

I don’t know if my lower abdomen was pulled by the inertia of my body movements, but it started to hurt.

Lu Beichuan was knocked sideways by the blow, but his expression remained unchanged, as if nothing An Xia was doing now could affect his mood.

"Remember to eat it while it's hot." Lu Beichuan said, "You need to have enough strength to deal with me."

An Xia threw another pillow.

Lu Beichuan left the master bedroom again, but this time An Xia did not vent hysterically.

She didn't throw things around like that just now out of impulse, she just wanted to deliberately annoy Lu Beichuan.

The master bedroom, which has returned to silence, is so quiet that it makes people feel particularly clear-headed.

The bedroom that was once full of warmth and warmth has now become a cage that imprisons her. An Xia bent her knees, hugged him tightly with her hands, and buried her head in her arms. The deep feeling of powerlessness destroyed her, making her gradually despair.

She was increasingly unable to understand what Lu Beichuan was doing.

does he love her

But if he really loved her, how could he treat his wife like a stranger all the time except in bed after three years of marriage?

But if he didn't love her, then what was the purpose of everything he said, everything he did, even every move he made, and secretly helping his father to avoid Ming Xiyu's unilateral accusations?

Everyone says that a woman's heart is as unpredictable as a needle in the sea, but if a man is really complicated, it is also hard to guess.

A faint sigh came from the bent knees.

After sitting like this for a long time, An Xia moved to the bedside table, picked up the plate of dumplings that had been heated but were almost cold, and started eating.

She wouldn't be so foolish as to resist by going on a hunger strike.

Because even if she refused to eat or drink, this madman Lu Beichuan could just use tranquilizers to immobilize her, and then use nutrient solution to keep her alive.

Instead of this, she might as well eat her fill, stay fully fit at all times, and run out desperately whenever she gets the chance.

Even tigers take naps sometimes, and Lu Beichuan must also have his moments of carelessness.

After a while, An Xia had eaten up the whole plate of dumplings. After drinking a glass of cold boiled water, she felt pain in her lower abdomen again.

An Xia held her stomach.

What's going on with my aunt lately?

The disorder is too great.

It's gone after just two days. It's only been about twenty days since the last time, so it wouldn't be that soon even if it were to end earlier.