Scapegoat Bride novel Chapter 21

The bright red pepper water accurately sprinkled onto Yun Ao Tian's body, as he lowered his head to look at the "beautiful little flower" that was imprinted on the white shirt, slowly blooming ...

Indeed, even a weak woman would have the instinct to resist. What kind of heart was hidden beneath her beautiful and delicate appearance? How many sides was she hiding? I forgot, the first time I asked her to be my fiancee, didn't she also forcefully reject me?

Raising his head to look at her, his eyes filled with anger burned even brighter.

Smiling faintly, Han Yi Er raised the empty bowl high up in the air and said, "Sorry, I spilled it." After she said those words, her left hand loosened the bowl and it started spinning on the ground.

In the quiet villa, the sound of the bowl turning on the ground was very clear.

When the bowl gradually stopped spinning, Yun Ao Tian frowned: "Butler, go to the kitchen and bring all the remaining soup over for Miss Han to drink!"

Once Yun Ao Tian's order was given, he stood there in a daze, not revealing any expression of fear or panic.

Maybe it was a challenge, maybe it was an experiment.

They wanted to see how ruthless Yun Ao Tian was.

To challenge his bottom line, what he got in return was a forceful method.

What did that last bit of hope in his heart want?

Han Yi Er's cold eyes regained their former indifference, and her gaze met Yun Ao Tian's gaze. What did that last bit of hope in her heart want?

Wishing for his release? Wishing that he would stop and end it with just a word?

How is this possible? If she were to kneel and beg for mercy, Yun Ao Tian would perhaps just let it go at that.

When he looked at her deep eyes, it was the same gaze she had used to cover her face when they first met. It was as if she was asking for help, yet also asking for care.

Everything had changed. The more he tried to erase that person's shadow from her body, the more he felt as if they were, really hateful!

She's changing, she's changing.

Stopping there for a few seconds, Han Yi Er's eyes which were previously weak, became sharp once again.

With Housekeeper Li's order, the male disciples looked at each other and locked onto Han Yi Er.

This time around, a pot of fiery hot soup coldly laughed: "No need to find someone to drink it. I'll drink it myself."

"Do you think I will still believe you?" roared in anger, Housekeeper Li raised the pot up, and with his other hand, he grabbed onto Han Yi Er's cheeks.

Hatred filled her large watery eyes as she forced out a few words that sent chills down her spine, "You do ... Have you ever trusted in me? "

When Han Yi Er said those despairing words, she was stunned.

It was as if he wanted to stop everything, but the words were stuck in his throat, he watched as Housekeeper Li raised the pot of soup and rudely poured into Han Yi Er's mouth.

Han Yi Er frowned, her expression was extremely painful. She did not like spicy food, so even if she ate a little spicy food, she would not be able to endure.

But this pot of special food was enough to torture her to death!

His throat was burning, his tongue was numb, and his forehead was beaded with sweat. "Cough!" He coughed dryly, but the spicy soup had been sucked into his trachea and flowed out through his nose.

This feeling was really tormenting, Yun Ao Tian was simply a hundred times more cruel than a tyrant in the past!