Tyrant Son-in-law

"Is this Mengdieh really stingy? She chased him for a few streets just to get back a rag she gave away?"    

By the time he got home, it was already very late.    

Recently, Wang Xiulan and Yue Hong didn't cause any more trouble. Due to being cheated, they went to their own rooms after dinner.    

Hu Yiming opened the door softly and found that Yue Yihan was lying on her bed, reading.    

"Wife, I'm back!"    

Hu Yiming was ignored, so he could only lay down his bed bitterly.    

When they walked past the bed, Yue Yihan sniffed with her nose and looked at Hu Yiming in surprise.    

"Where did you go so late?"    

"Oh, the company had something to do, so they stayed and worked overtime!" Didn't he say that over the phone in the afternoon, why are you still asking?    

"A person?" "President Wu was not with you?"    

Hu Yiming spread out the floor. "President Wu is a busy man, why would he stay with a little security guard like me?"    

"A person!?" "Then where did you get that perfume!?" Yue Yihan threw the book and asked.    

Hu Yiming's heart leaped into his throat.    

He moved his nose but could smell nothing, but he was no fool, and immediately thought of the rag.    

Although it had been thrown away, but … There was a lingering fragrance in his hand.    

"No more words?"    

Yue Yihan's face was cold. One could tell from her voice that she was quite angry.    

"It's been three years, and I can't hold it in any longer?"    

"Mom was right. Which guy didn't cheat? For the past three years, I thought you had been following the rules. Who knew I was the one who was blind!"    

"Yihan, listen to my explanation!"    

"Scram, I don't want to hear it!"    

As soon as Hu Yiming got close to the bed, Yue Yihan slapped him hard and pushed him away. Whether it was the pillow or the books, anything that could be thrown at close range was used as a tool to vent her anger.    

Hu Yiming knew that he was in the wrong, so he didn't hide.    

The pillow did not have any damage, but the angle of the book and the alloy alarm clock still hurt when it hit the body.    

Clang!    

Yue Yihan used all of her strength to lift the lamp on the bedside table and threw it towards Hu Yiming.    

Crash! *    

The lamp fell to the ground, the light pipe breaking into pieces.    

Wang Xiulan, who had never been able to sleep soundly, got up as soon as she heard the noise from next door.    

He knocked on the door.    

"Yihan, open the door. What's going on?" "Did Hu Yiming bully you?"    

Listening to such a loud noise, she really had the thought of knocking on the door.    

Thinking about how Hu Yiming had been bullied so badly by them, everyone had thoughts of revolting against him. If he really committed a family violence and Yihan was in the room, wouldn't she be in trouble?    

"Xiulan, what happened?"    

Yue Nanshan also came. He put on his reading glasses and became more energetic.    

Yue Hong followed behind him, he was purely here to watch the show.    

"Quick!" You two, kick the door open! "That good-for-nothing Hu Yiming, I don't know what kind of crazy things he is, but if he were even a little bit late, he might really …" Wang Xiulan couldn't finish her sentence as she covered her face and started to cry.    

"He dares!"    

Yue Nanshan and his son were shocked and infuriated.    

He helped Wang Xiulan to the side and was about to slam into the door when the bedroom door slowly opened.    

"Mom, why are you not sleeping? What are you making a ruckus about?"    

Yue Yihan yawned and stuck her head out, tears welling up in her eyes.    

Three people in the living room asked, "?"    

"Yihan, isn't the sound of something falling down in your room?" Wang Xiulan could hardly believe it.    

However, looking at the innocent expression on Yue Yihan's face, it was obvious that she had just woken up.    

"How is that possible!" Maybe the neighbor moved, or maybe you were dreaming and scared yourself awake! "Or maybe, a mouse appeared in my house?"    

Yue Yihan came up with a bunch of reasons. "Mom, stop being so suspicious and go back to sleep!"    

"Where is Hu Yiming, my daughter?"    

"Him?" He slept like a dead pig! "I'm too lazy to pay any attention to him!" Yue Yihan paused for a moment. Her tone was slightly stiffer than before.    

Yue Nanshan always felt that something was not right. In the past, Hu Yiming was the first to appear for anything that happened at home. His sleep should have been very shallow, so how could he sleep so soundly?    

Just as he was about to say something else, Wang Xiulan started swearing.    

"Hmph, making such a ruckus in the family, he's the only one who sleeps like a pig!" "I think I'll have to wait on him if I stay in my house for a few more years!"    

"Mom, stop it!" "I still have to work tomorrow, I won't tell you guys!"    

"My daughter, go to bed early!"    

Wang Xiulan glanced at the gap between the door and door, but didn't see anything.    

After closing the door, Yue Yihan heard the trio leave and patted her chest. She didn't dare to stop for even a second as she quickly ran to the bedside.    

Hu Yiming leaned on the edge of the bed and sat on the floor.    

He took off his jacket and placed it on the side, exposing his upper body. He was applying medicine to his chest.    

There were two dark bruises on his chest, which was where the book and alarm clock had hit.    

His arm was scratched and swollen. Although Hu Yiming had already wrapped it with hemostatic medicine and gauze, a puddle of blood on the ground proved that his wound was not light.    

It was the lamp.    

Yue Yihan didn't know what to do and was slightly choked with sobs.    

"Why are you so stupid?" "If I throw it at you, you won't even know how to dodge it. How painful will it be!"    

"Don't move, let me do it!"    

Yue Yihan saw Hu Yiming, who had only one hand that could move, apply medicine with difficulty and snatch the ointment from his hand.    

This was an injury caused by her impulsive action, and she could not help but blame herself.    

He dipped the cotton swab in the ointment and lightly applied it to the wound.    

Although he was very careful, he would put a bit more strength into it sometimes. One could see Hu Yiming's body move a little due to the pain.    

"Does it hurt?"    

Yue Yihan quickly retracted her hand.    

"It doesn't hurt!"    

"Really?"    

"Really!"    

Yue Yihan was skeptical and looked at Hu Yiming innocently before continuing with the medicine.    

For the next ten minutes, Hu Yiming did not utter a sound. Even though Yue Yihan thought that he did not hurt Hu Yiming, the strength in her hands increased, but she still did not move.    

Deep in the night, he was finally done.    

Yue Yihan was sweating profusely and a unique fragrance wafted in the air.    

Hu Yiming sniffed the air and it smelled really good.    

"What do you smell …?" Yue Yihan knew she was sweating and thought it was the smell of sweat.    

And then she got the hang of it    

Remembering the cause of this matter, the fragrance of perfume...    

"Hu Yiming, one yard is one yard. Do you think you deserve this injury? Did you go out to find another woman?"    

Women always hold a grudge. Yue Yihan was rational and strong, as if Hu Yiming's injury had nothing to do with her.    

"Wife, are you jealous?"    

Yue Yihan's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye as she said angrily, "Shut up!" What do you have to be jealous of? "I asked you, but I don't like this perfume!"    

Hu Yiming spread his hands and explained sincerely, "Wifey, maybe I came back on the bus and grabbed the smell off my hands!" "You smell it?"    

Yue Yihan was dubious. As soon as she smelled the fragrance of the perfume, she immediately shrunk back.    

"Just take the bus. Why are you telling me that?" "I don't care to hear about it!"    

After saying that, Yue Yihan ignored the injured Hu Yiming and went back into the blanket, leaving behind a figure.    

Hu Yiming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had already smelled it, and now he said he wasn't jealous?