Close her up and don't let her go out again to lose face

"You can't do this!"

Lin Xia Hua was instantly anxious. She rushed forward to save her manuscript. This was something that she had painstakingly designed with all her effort. How could she allow others to trample over the things that she had dreamed of!

Su Ming did not even try to dodge, he just glanced at the assistant. The assistant tightly grabbed both of Lin Xia Hua's arms. The huge gap in strength made Lin Xia Hua unable to resist.

"Mom, don't be angry. Big Sis didn't mean it. She has her own thoughts." Lin Peaches advised timidly.

"She? Ideas? Her idea is to give us green hats in ink. " Su Jian gritted his teeth.

When Xu Yimo heard this, his eyes darkened. He had originally wanted to stop his mother from tearing apart Lin Xia-hua's manuscript, but he withdrew himself.

"I did not! I didn't! You only know how to wrongly accuse me! Did you or did you not hear what I just said! " Lin Xia Hua kept struggling, but he couldn't shake the assistant's strength.

"Elder sister, you are always like this. You won't admit your mistakes." Lin Dougou sighed. "Yi Mo and mom are both good people. If you tell them what you did wrong, they will consider forgiving you. But you never change your mind, so how can I forgive you?"

Lin Xia Hua turned her head and glared at him. "Don't call me big sister again. I feel so disgusted just listening to you."

Lin Peaches pouted and her voice sounded like she was about to cry. "I kindly advised elder sister, how could elder sister say that about me?"

Su Tong sneered as he picked up the manuscripts one by one and tore them to shreds one by one while holding them up in front of Lin Xia Hua.

Lin Xia Hua bit her lips until they were bleeding. Finally, she couldn't hold it in any longer and screamed out as she started cursing at Su Ming.

At this moment, Xu Yimo stood up, walked to the front of Lin Xiashua with a low pressure, and slapped her without saying a word.

The strength behind his words caused Lin Xia to lose her hair, and a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of her mouth.

Lin Xialong's head buzzed, and her vision was a little unable to focus. She was at a loss for a moment as she looked towards Xu Yimo.

When Xu Yimo met that pair of eyes that flickered with water light and fragile emotions, his heart throbbed. His fingers unnaturally curved twice. That force just now .. wasn't it a bit too much?

But he really couldn't hold back. The words' his mother's green hat 'stimulated his mind, filled with intimate scenes of Lin Xia Hua and Mingjiang, and that inexplicable anger and anger made him unable to control himself. The woman in front of him was his real wife, so why was she not in his control?

Lin Xia Hua regained her senses and spat out a mouthful of blood. The trace of confusion in her eyes instantly disappeared and became cold and hard: "I'll remember this slap today. I'll also remember how your family treated me."

This man had shattered all of her dreams, obliterated all of her dignity, and betrayed all of her love. She would never forgive him for this. One day, if she could escape his control, she would definitely go far away and never return.

Lin Xia Hua retracted her emotions and looked coldly at Xu Yi Mo. From today onwards, she would never show weakness in front of this man.

"What are you looking at?" Xu Yimo sneered and said to his assistant, "Shut her up in the guest room. Don't let her eat or drink, but don't let her take a step out of the room. As for these things —" He looked at the manuscript in the box.

Su Meng coincidentally swung her hand. "When you say you're really tired, I personally tore apart her things because I'm afraid of dirtying my hands. Then let's do it this way. Lock her well, don't let her go out and embarrass herself." With that, she turned around and walked out. "It's getting late, so I'll head back first. Don't let me hear anything about this woman again."

"Don't worry mother, I know how to discipline women." Xu Yimo nodded his head and called for the chauffeur to take Su Zhiqiao home.

The assistant pulled Lin Xia Hua into the guest room and locked the door from the outside without hesitation.

Xu Yimo stood in the living room for a long time, until a soft, tender hand rested on his shoulder. Lin Peaches softly said, "I'm sorry."

Xu Yimo restrained his disordered mood, giving Lin Meique a gentle smile, "Why do you suddenly say that?"

"Xia Hua is my blood sister, and you're unhappy with her. I can't do too much. Ever since she was young, she didn't like me very much, so I can only apologize for her." Lin myrtle gently squeezed Xu Yimo's shoulder.

"With ink, you're so nice." Lin myrtle blushed from her cooperation.

Lin Xia Hua was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, her heart was like dying embers. Once again she was caught in this luxurious cage, without any room for resistance.

He wondered if she still had a chance to fulfill her dream. Would McLean's side be affected by her sudden plagiarism?

There were so many things that happened today. She was already pregnant, her mind was not in a good mood, and the competition had been too arduous these days. As time passed, sleepiness slowly swept over, and she gradually fell asleep.

While she was sleeping, the door to the room was suddenly opened. A tall man walked in from outside and stood beside her bed.

It was already dusk and the sky gradually darkened. The warm yellow light of the setting sun shone through the window and covered Lin Xia Hua's face. She was also not very safe in her dreams. Her eyebrows were always slightly furrowed, and her fan like thin eyelashes gently trembled.

Xu Yimo looked at her for a long time, wanting to smooth the frown between her brows. Only when he was halfway through did he realize what he was doing, and he immediately retracted his hand back.

Hmph, how could such a woman be worthy of his pity? He was clearly a person who belonged to the younger generation, yet he had a stubborn expression on his face. Who was he pretending to be? Him? He had never felt the slightest bit of sympathy for this woman.

Xu Yimo also frowned. He couldn't help but think of the despair and pain in her eyes when she watched his mother tear apart the manuscript that afternoon.