Young Master Li spoils his wife

Li Jingchen had no choice but to change his words: "It's not Lin Yue, it's Li Xuyang who misses you."

Li Qingling muttered: "It turned out to be him, then it's all right."

"Well, go ahead and rest."

After Li Jingchen had a simple conversation with her, he ended the call.

the other side--

After Li Qingling put down the phone and lay back on the pillow, she didn't feel sleepy for a long time.

The eldest brother would not call her in the middle of the night for no reason, this is not his style.

And it's impossible for that brat Xuyang to say "missing her". Firstly, it's not his character, and secondly, he just wanted to say, why didn't he send her a text message or call her?

Could it be... something happened to Lin Yue?Why don't you tell her directly?

After all, the industry he was in was so dangerous, she was worried that he would get hurt.

Looking at Lin Yue's profile picture at this moment, the last message he sent stayed a week ago.

Li Qingling turned over, picked up the phone by the bedside lamp, stared at the portrait that she had ignored for a long time, her face full of confusion.

During this period of time, she deliberately avoided many things about Lin Yue, including the messages he sent, thinking that she would not care about it, but when one day he suddenly didn't send anything, she started to worry about it again.

She stared at the input box, and suddenly wanted to ask Lin Yue, did she break up with Wendy?

However, what if she is self-indulgent?

Li Qingling clicked on it and saw that it was Lin Yue who told her not to go to the nightclub to find a man. She snorted softly: "You can't control it!"

Li Qingling rested her chin with one hand, her raised long legs swayed happily, she wondered if Lin Yue regretted it?That's why he cared for her so much during this time?

Then, turn off the lights and go to bed!

After a long time, when drowsiness hit Li Qingling, in a trance, she seemed to hear her cell phone ringing.

After all, Lin Yue hadn't sent her a new message for a week.

Li Qingling felt that it was better not to be a scumbag, so she became cruel and plugged her phone back in to charge it.

There was indeed an unread message on the phone.

Li Qingling didn't have time to be happy when she saw the message said——

It must be Lin Yue!

Li Qingling shuddered, immediately opened his eyes, and reached out to touch the phone.

S City, 12 noon.

In the women's prison, the doors of the detention rooms were knocked one by one.

[Qingling, do you know?Lin Yue is getting engaged to that Italian woman tomorrow! ]

……

"I don't know what to eat today?"

"Eating is secondary, the main thing is to go out and let the wind go, exercise your muscles and bones."

The female prisoners who heard the movement whispered to each other——

"Dinner is ready, let's go out!"

This is a detention room for 5 people. When the female prisoners woke up in the morning, seeing that the newcomer Lu Weiwei was so beautiful, but her right face was ruined, they couldn't help laughing——

"Look at her charming face. Could it be that she was treated as a mistress and disfigured by her original partner?"

"It's not easy for you to exercise your muscles. Didn't we just come in with a newcomer last night?"

As the female prisoners spoke, they cast malicious eyes on Lu Weiwei who was curled up on the bed.

Several female prisoners hurriedly said, "Let's go."

After they left, the policeman noticed Lu Weiwei curled up in the corner of the bed: "What about you? Don't you eat?"

Lu Weiwei noticed their mocking or sarcastic, jealous or sour eyes, and couldn't help hugging herself even tighter.

At this time, a policeman unlocked the door, pushed open the door and said, "What are you doing? Are you still not out for dinner?"

She picked up the box of painkillers thrown to her by the policewoman by the pillow last night, took two pills, and then got out of bed and walked towards the door.

When passing Liang Zhen's bed, Lu Weiwei saw that Liang Zhen was slowly putting on her shoes. The shoes were a pair of ordinary cloth shoes with several holes. When Liang Zhen put her feet in, two toes were ridiculously exposed. .

Lu Weiwei said dryly, "I...I will eat."

She was in pain and scared all night last night, and now she doesn't even have the strength to speak.

Thinking of this, Lu Weiwei suddenly lost the courage to call her "Mom".

After Liang Zhen tied her whitish shoelaces, she got up and left as if she hadn't seen her.

It can be seen that in the past six years, no one has sent clothes to Liang Zhen.

including her.

The cafeteria is very large, and the prison guards and prisoners eat on two sides. As long as there is no trouble and they finish eating within the stipulated time, the general prison guards will not interfere with them.

After eating, the female prisoners sat together in groups of three or four, talking vulgarly or laughingly, and some directly stepped on the chairs, spraying food while talking.

Lu Weiwei's face turned pale. Nothing made her feel more uncomfortable than her own mother ignoring her.

But she was sure that Liang Zhen would not hurt her, so she chose to follow Liang Zhen and staggered towards the cafeteria.

Lu Weiwei could only carry the dinner plate and walked to the long table closest to her. Before she could sit down, the female prisoner next to her said disgustedly: "Where are you ugly, sit away! Don't disgust me!"

Lu Weiwei's face froze for a moment, and the hand holding the dinner plate trembled with force. Since she was a child, she has always been the object of praise. When did she have anything to do with "ugly monsters"?

Looking at them, Lu Weiwei felt disgusted.

With this distraction, when she turned around again, she couldn't find where Liang Zhen had gone.

These people can insult her for anything, but her beauty has always been her invincible weapon, and anyone who sees her will be amazed.

Moreover, she firmly believes that as long as the scar on her right face has a chance to be healed, it will be healed. These women are clearly jealous of her, yes, they are jealous!

"Hey, did you hear that? Stay away from our table, your right cheek is too disgusting and festered, vomit!" At the end of the female prisoner's words, she made a gesture of vomiting, which amused the neighbors. The female prisoners burst out laughing.

Lu Weiwei, who was being teased by everyone, stared at them intently, the anger in her eyes almost turned into substance and rushed out.

She wanted to shake the spoon away, but accidentally overturned the plate in her hand, and all the food on the plate splashed on the heads, faces, and bodies of the female prisoners at the table in front of her...

"Ah!" Lu Weiwei cried out in an instant after seeing the scar reflected in the iron spoon!

At this moment, a female prisoner raised the iron spoon in her hand, took a picture of Lu Weiwei's right cheek, and said happily, "Look at your own face, is it full? Is it still a little bit on the stomach?"

"Damn it!" The female prisoners didn't eat anymore, rolled up their sleeves and surrounded Lu Weiwei.

Lu Weiwei saw that they were so aggressive, she couldn't help but backed away, and confessed: "I... I didn't mean it, you were the ones who called me ugly first, and even took a spoon at me... I, I..."

A female prisoner who looked like a big sister stopped and asked, "You said, didn't you mean it?"