He gave a few more instructions.
Xiao Qinghe bit his lower lip, not knowing how to comfort his wife.
Just now, he and his third brother had witnessed second brother being despised by his wife.
The second brotherâs face was only ruined, and his wife found it repulsive, let alone him who couldnât stand up for a lifetime.
If he also asked his wife, would she despise him for being disabled? Perhaps, he would get the same answer as his second brother.
Reason told him yes.
But he couldnât help but believe otherwiseâ¦
If his wife really despised him, why would she bother to buy him such an expensive wheelchair?
Thinking that she had even touched her own buttocks, he couldnât help but feel that his wife might have feelings for himâ¦
His thoughts were a mess.
Xiao Qinghe seemed fine on the surface, but deep down he couldnât help but be anxious and full of wild thoughts.
Before, second brother never used to have a beard, even if the scar on his left face was frightening, he never cared; but now, second brotherâs face was full of whiskers.
Qinghe knew clearly that second brother was feeling inferior, afraid that his wife would care about his scars.â
In this period, second brother might have been eager to ask his wife if she minded, and now the answerâ¦
Looking towards the master bedroom, the second brother was standing by the door, like a fool, motionless.
âWife, Iâm going to sleep. If youâre feeling upset, you can call me anytime.â Xiao Yuchuan finished speaking and gave a glance to the Fourth Brother.
Xiao Qinghe wheeled his wheelchair, understandingly leading him to the door of the master bedroom.
âSecond brother, donât block the door!â Xiao Yuchuan said coldly.
Xiao Yishan moved to the side, his tall figure walked alone towards the courtyard, disappearing into the night after just a few steps.
A thread of worry flashed in Xiao Qingheâs elegant eyes, âThird brother, will second brother be alright?â
âHeâll be fine, heâs just in a bad mood, he went out for a walk.â
It was midnight, the two Xiao Yuchuan and Xiao Qinghe were lying on the bed in the Xiaoâs master bedroom, unable to sleep.
Su Qingyue in the secondary bedroom was sleeping soundly.
Suddenly, the little bastard who was lying on the edge of the bed opened his wolf-like eyes, vigilantly staring at the door.
A tall figure stood outside the secondary bedroom door, Xiao Yishan hesitated.
He went out to the river bank for a walk.
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No matter if Yueâer accepted him or not, life in the Xiao Family still had to go on.
Even if she despised his appearance again, she was his wife, and that wouldnât change.
His ruined face could never become as handsome as his third brother.
That is to say, even if he forced himself on her, he still had to make her accept him as her husband!
âWomen are created for men. Havenât you ever slept with your wife? If she refuses to consummate with you, just rape her⦠The Official Residence wouldnât interfereâ¦â
Ding Erâs words echoed in his ears again.
He stared at the closed bedroom door.
Just this door, he could kick it open with one foot.
His huge iron fist clenched tightly, suppressing the urge to barge in.
If he really forced himself on his wife, would she hate him?
Or⦠maybe, after becoming his woman, she would resign herself?
Her eyes were so beautiful, more captivating and amazing than the stars in the sky.
He was afraid to see hatred in her eyes.
Not having her physically always felt like she was too far away from him.
âIf she refuses to consummate with you, just rape her!â Ding Erâs words kept echoing in his ears.
His heart hardened, he leaned on the door, ready to push it open forcibly.
At this moment, Su Qingyueâs indifferent voice sounded, âSecond brother, itâs so late, whatâs the matter?â
The gentle and pleasant inquiry softened his heart.