Addicted to kissing his wife, Mr. Ji is no longer evil

A Yao's face changed and he looked towards Sheng Yanzhou.

Sheng Yanzhou's gaze fell on Wen Ze and Qing Yue's clasped hands.

He opened his thin lips and said, "Disable his hand."

"Yes, Master."

A Yao took action directly.

Qingyue was pushed away by Wenze, and Ayao threw a punch, which was blocked by Wenze.

A Yao smiled disdainfully: "Sure, you learn pretty fast."

After saying that, his eyes turned fierce and he attacked continuously, one punch more fierce than the other. Wen Ze couldn't dodge in time and was knocked to the ground.

A Yao stepped on his wrist.

"Which hand should I cripple first?"

"No, no!"

Qingyue was frightened to death, and Wenze's hand must not be hurt.

His hands were particularly beautiful, with long and strong knuckles. He played the piano very smoothly and gracefully.

"Xiaoyue, go quickly."

Wen Ze endured the pain and said to her, "Don't sacrifice yourself for me, especially to that kind of person!"

At this point, he cast a fierce look at Sheng Yanzhou who was sitting in the car watching the show.

A Yao exerted force on his foot, and Wen Ze's wrist cracked.

"No! Ayao, please let him go!"

Qingyue ran over, grabbed Ayao's shoes with both hands, and knelt on the ground begging.

A Yao didn't move at all.

Qingyue turned around and ran to the car door, crying and begging Sheng Yanzhou: "Mr. Sheng, please ask A Yao to release Wen Ze, please!"

"I hate it most when people touch my things. Hands that dirty my things must be destroyed."

Sheng Yanzhou spoke with a cold tone.

A chill rose from the soles of her feet, and Qingyue remembered the rumor her colleague had told her, that someone accidentally touched the cup he was drinking water from and had his hands chopped off.

No, Wen Ze's hand must not be disabled.

boom!

Qingyue knelt on the ground, bent over, and hit his forehead heavily on the ground.

Sheng Yanzhou's pupils shrank.

The whole person was filled with coldness.

"What are you doing!"

Qingyue did not answer him, but kept kowtowing and crying, "Boss Sheng, please let Wen Ze go. I promise not to let him touch me in the future!"

"Qingyue, stand up, don't kneel to him!"

This scene made Wen Ze's eyes redden, "I would rather go to jail, become a cripple, than let you sacrifice yourself to accompany a devil!"

Qingyue seemed not to have heard it and continued to kowtow, and blood soon began to seep from his forehead.

Sheng Yanzhou narrowed his eyes.

"You actually did this for him."

For some reason, he felt his chest burning, and the raging fire seemed to want to swallow Wen Ze in one gulp.

At this moment, there was only one thought in my mind, which was always calm and composed.

He wants Wen Ze to die.

"What are you still standing there for? Get started."

The cold voice was speaking to A Yao.

A Yao was about to exert force when suddenly a short whistle sounded from the side.

At some point, a black Maybach stopped on the side of the road.

"Master, it's Ji Hanshi."

Zhao Duo took a look and turned back to say, "This Wen Ze is his brother-in-law. He is obviously warning us."

A strong murderous intent flashed in Sheng Yanzhou's narrowed phoenix eyes.

"Master, it's not worth making an enemy of Ji Hanshi for this."

Zhao Duo was a little frightened.

He rarely saw Sheng Yanzhou get angry. Even when he had tried to kill someone before, no emotion could be seen on Sheng Ye's face.

But at this moment, Zhao Duo clearly felt that Sheng Yanzhou was angry.

If Ji Hanshi had not appeared in time, Wen Ze would have died tonight.

Sheng Yanzhou glanced coldly at Wen Ze.

"You're lucky tonight, but next time you touch her, you won't be so lucky."

A Yao withdrew his foot and got into the car.

Qingyue's tense heart finally relaxed, and she collapsed to the ground as if exhausted.

Suddenly, she felt two extremely oppressive gazes falling on her.

She didn't dare look back at Wen Ze and got into the car directly.

Wen Ze covered his wrist, watched the Rolls-Royce leave silently into the darkness, and groaned in pain.

not far away.

"This Wen Ze is so bold that he actually competed with Sheng Yanzhou for a woman."

In the Maybach, Li Feiran stretched his neck and looked out with great interest.

"But that woman looks familiar. She seems to be my sister-in-law's friend. Brother, should we go ask her what's going on?"

In the back seat, Ji Hanshi said nonchalantly, "If you like gossip so much, just go down and ask now, and don't come back."

"Brother, I'm not gossiping, I'm just caring about my friends. My sister-in-law's friends are my friends!"

Li Feiran smiled awkwardly.

Ji Hanshi closed his eyes again and said calmly, "Drive."

"Ah? You don't want to go see Wen Ze?"

Li Feiran was surprised.

Ji Hanshi's thin lips moved slightly: "As long as you're not dead."

Damn, so cold, Li Feiran complained in his heart.

**

Sheng Yanzhou brought Qingyue to Liyuan, asked A Yao to take her bag, and locked her up directly.

Qingyue was worried about Wenze's hand, but didn't dare to show it.

"Ayao, can you please ask Mr. Sheng if he can return my phone to me?"

Qingyue clenched her hands and pleaded.

"This one……"

A Yao scratched his head innocently, "I'm afraid not. You know Mr. Sheng's temper. I don't dare to ask."

The door of the room was closed, Qingyue leaned against the door panel, slid down little by little and sat on the floor.

She hugged her knees and buried her face in them.

Wen Ze's face covered in blood instantly appeared in front of him.

He said he would rather go to jail than let her stay with Sheng Yanzhou.

but……

Tears flowed silently.

He is a child of destiny, as perfect as a prince charming and as gentle as the spring breeze.

She made these sacrifices willingly.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard footsteps outside and the door opened.

Sheng Yanzhou looked down at her.

Qingyue shuddered subconsciously, leaned back, and looked at him nervously.

He didn't say anything, but said to the doctor behind him: "Clean it up."

Qingyue’s brain was confused.

Horrified, “No, don’t kill me.”

These words made Sheng Yanzhou frown and look at her in confusion.

Zhao Duo at the side couldn't help laughing: "They are here to help you treat the wound on your forehead."

Qingyue then remembered that her forehead was broken.

Realizing that she had made a mistake, she was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to raise her eyelids and stared at the floor.

It was the same female doctor who treated her wound and told her not to touch water until the wound healed.

"Thank you."

Qingyue nodded seriously.

The female doctor smiled at her, stood up and left.

Zhao Duo and A Yao left at some point, leaving only her and Sheng Yanzhou in the room.

"Think I'm going to kill you?"

Sheng Yanzhou has a magnetic voice and his tone is full of teasing.

Qingyue pursed her lips and dared not speak.

Her chin was suddenly held, forcing her to look up. Sheng Yanzhou's deep brows and eyes were filled with murderous intent like a knife.

"I once had a glass that I loved very much. Then someone bumped into it and made it dirty. Guess what happened to it?"

With a pain in his jaw, Qingyue said tremblingly: "Throw it away?"

"No, I smashed it to pieces."

Sheng Yanzhou looked indifferent, "Once my things are touched, they must disappear from this world."

Qingyue shivered, and the coldness invaded every pore from all directions.

The fear in her eyes seemed to please the feast.

"Are you scared? Good."

Sheng Yanzhou let go of her, curled his lips, turned and left.

The door closed again, and Qingyue lay on the ground exhausted. She felt as if an invisible hand was strangling her throat and she couldn't breathe just now, but now she was finally able to breathe deeply.

That’s right, Shengyanzhou is indeed a devil.

A demon who regards human life as worthless.

And she was the fool who voluntarily gave herself to the devil.