Bi Ye is so domineering.

I said, "I am your wife, not your enemy. How many days can you keep me? Don't forget that I will go to work tomorrow. It's not a weekend now, and I am the chairman's assistant and your sister's assistant. I won't go to work for a few days. Would your sister care about me? Please don't be so naive? You are simply obsessive-compulsive disorder and unreasonable."

Bi Ye said: "Don't worry about work anymore. I will tell my sister that you quit and resign." "Bi Ye... If you dare to detain me, I will call the police."

And he had already returned to his room and ignored me at all.

I looked downstairs, gritted my teeth, and planned to climb down from the window. I climbed halfway, fell to the ground, and fell. Bi Ye rushed out and grabbed me: "Chuchu, how are you doing? Are your legs okay?"

"Get out of here, you tyrant, you perverted, control freak." I wanted to push him away, but my ankle twisted and I couldn't walk.

Mrs. Bi said, "Okay, now, why are you so stubborn? You even shouted that everyone in the world knew what our family treated you. You are satisfied now, you can't go anywhere. This is God is dissatisfied with you bullying my son!"

I was carried to the living room by Bi Ye.

He brought me hot water to wash my feet, and at this time he became gentle and considerate as if he had become a different person.

I didn't want him to touch me. When I thought of the destruction he had just given me, I couldn't stand it. I felt scared. I wanted to escape from this home, but I couldn't leave and my ankles became swollen.

Bi Ye called the family doctor and said to me, "Don't worry, let the doctor show you the situation later. It's just right for you to rest in the past few days, so don't go to work."

"Biye, can you not be so naive? How many days can you imprison me? I am free, you can't do this. Do you think I am your slave? I can only belong to you? Your possession has reached a pervert. You are not at ease with me and questioning my character. You can completely dump me and divorce me. You can find a very satisfactory relative. Everything surrounds you. Listen to you. Why do you have to be with me? Why do you hold on to a woman who doesn't love you? Yes, I don't love you anymore. This is my answer. Don't you always ask me if I love you or not? I don't love you anymore. You slap yours and your domestic violence has broken my heart."

I couldn't help crying aggrievedly.

Mrs. Bi curled her lips: "Which couple has never quarreled? Women have to suffer losses when they fight with men. How aggrieved they say, it seems like my son beats you. In ancient times, my husband could beat his wife to death, especially women who have a crush on them."

"Okay, no matter how you say me, you will do whatever you want to mess with me, let it go, divorce me, give me freedom, I don't deserve your family, I don't deserve your baby son. I'm willing to leave the house with nothing, and I don't want your compensation for anything, right?"
Chapter completed!