The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

After hearing the news, the first person Shen Runing thought of was Wei Jiuzhao.

"Wei Jiuzhao..." Shen Runing whispered, his eyes complicated, as if he was deep in thought.

Apart from that, she couldn't imagine that anyone would be so cruel to Tong Jiaruyuan. Killing was not excessive, but the method of gouging out eyes seemed to be filled with tremendous hatred.

Chunzhi watched his young lady in a daze cautiously, not daring to ask more questions. Liu Qing stood by the window with a slightly cold look, as if thinking about something.

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At the same time, the atmosphere in Shen Kuo's bedroom was tense.

Shen Kuo grasped Wei Jiuzhao's collar tightly with his right hand and pressed him hard against the cold wall. His strength was almost exhausted, his veins bulged, and his eyes were bloodshot with anger.

"Wei Jiuzhao! Did you do this?" Shen Kuo's voice trembled slightly because he was out of control.

Wei Jiuzhao did not struggle. Instead, he leaned lazily against the wall, looking at Shen Kuo with a half-smile, his eyes showing a bit of laziness and carelessness.

"Kuo'er~" Wei Jiuzhao dragged out the last syllable, his voice was as low and hoarse as a feather brushing against his ear, "Where did Kuo'er get the news?"

Shen Kuo was so angry that he tightened his grip and slammed Wei Jiuzhao's body against the wall. He gritted his teeth and said, "It doesn't matter where I got the information from! Wei Jiuzhao, answer me - is it you?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Jiuzhao suddenly laughed out loud.

The laughter was low and magnetic, mixed with helplessness, confusion, and a hint of disappointment. His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the laughter gradually turned into a sigh.

Shen Kuo frowned, anger and confusion coexisting in his eyes: "What are you laughing at?"

Wei Jiuzhao's eyes dimmed slightly, but the deep affection in them did not diminish in the slightest.

She raised her hand and gently smoothed the slightly messy collar of Shen Kuo's shirt, her tone as nonchalant as ever: "Kuo'er, did you secretly meet Hao Chuan behind my back?"

When Shen Kuo heard this, his chest heaved violently and his expression became complicated in an instant.

"Wei Jiuzhao!" Shen Kuo raised his voice a little, with suppressed anger.

He could never tolerate Wei Jiuzhao's indifferent attitude, which made him feel frustrated, as if he was punching cotton.

Wei Jiuzhao was still smiling, but the moment Shen Kuo opened his mouth, he suddenly made a move, grabbed his wrist, twisted it hard, and using his height and strength advantage, he easily held Shen Kuo's hands behind his back and pressed him firmly against the wall.

Shen Kuo was forced to stick close to the cold wall, with his hands locked behind his back by Wei Jiuzhao, making him completely unable to move.

His face was pressed against the rough wall, and he could faintly feel Wei Jiuzhao's hot breath close to his ear.

"Shen Kuo." Wei Jiuzhao's voice was low and hoarse, with an irresistible pressure, "Answer me, did Hao Chuan tell you that Tong Jia Ruyuan was dead?"

Shen Kuo gritted his teeth and struggled to get free, but he was completely controlled by Wei Jiuzhao and couldn't even exert any strength.

He shouted angrily: "Wei Jiuzhao! Let me go!"

When Wei Jiuzhao heard this, the corners of his lips slightly raised, but his tone suddenly became a little colder: "Is that so?"

Shen Kuo was suppressed by Wei Jiuzhao and could not move.

His hands were handcuffed behind his back, and Wei Jiuzhao's knees were slightly bent and pressed between his legs, making the whole scene look extremely shameful.

"Wei Jiuzhao!" Shen Kuo gritted his teeth and growled, trying to turn his head to look at the man behind him, "What on earth do you want to do!"

A sneer appeared on Wei Jiuzhao's face, his eyes were dark, and even a little dangerous.

Hearing Shen Kuo's angry question, instead of letting go, he pushed his knees upward slightly, causing Shen Kuo's body to tremble slightly due to pain.

"So what?" Shen Kuo finally couldn't stand it anymore and spoke with a bit of stubborn anger, "So what if Hao Chuan told me? Wei Jiuzhao, what do you care about?"

Before he finished speaking, Wei Jiuzhao's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the grip that originally still had room for maneuver suddenly became tighter, and the force from his knees became even more pronounced.

"Wei Jiuzhao!" Shen Kuo couldn't help but cry out in pain, his chest heaving violently.

Wei Jiuzhao did not answer, but just looked down at the back of Shen Kuo's head, his thin lips tightly pursed, with a complicated expression on his face, which contained both anger and some indescribable emotions.

Shen Kuo's face was pressed against the wall, feeling the pressure from Wei Jiuzhao. Although he couldn't see Wei Jiuzhao's expression, his intuition told him from the dangerous aura that Wei Jiuzhao's face was definitely not very good.

Just as the two were in a stalemate, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Dang Dang Dang."

"Master, people from the Tongjia Mansion are here." The servant outside the door said cautiously, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

Shen Kuo was startled when he heard the voice and was about to speak, but Wei Jiuzhao took the lead.

"Let him wait!" Wei Jiuzhao's tone was cold and unquestionable, with no intention of letting go.

The servant outside the door was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said in a panic: "Master... I, I will go and call someone to save you!"

"I'm fine!" Shen Kuo shouted hurriedly, his tone anxious and annoyed, "I'll be there in a minute!"

"Yes, sir." The servant's footsteps gradually faded away.

Shen Kuo let out a long sigh, and then gritted his teeth and whispered, "Wei Jiuzhao, stop being unreasonable!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Jiuzhao raised the corners of his lips slightly, but there was no warmth in his smile.

"Kuo'er," Wei Jiuzhao's voice was low and slow, with a hint of dangerous oppression, "Do you really not know what I care about?"

Wei Jiuzhao slowly pressed Shen Kuo against the wall, lowering his head slightly and approaching him.

Shen Kuo's back was pressed against Wei Jiuzhao's chest. Through the thin clothing, he could clearly feel the scorching heat coming from the other party, which was in stark contrast to his own body that was trembling slightly with anger and shame.

The panting sound gently brushed Shen Kuo's earlobe, feeling itchy, as if it had created a layer of ripples, yet it also pierced deeply into his heart.

"What exactly do I, Wei Jiuzhao, look like in the eyes of you, Shen Kuo?" Wei Jiuzhao's low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, like a seemingly unintentional question, but it carried a power that could not be ignored.

These words were like a huge rock, smashing into Shen Kuo's heart and causing a huge wave. He was stunned for a moment, and his nerves, which had been tense due to anger, were completely blanked by these words.

Only at this moment did Shen Kuo realize that when he first heard the news of Tong Jiaruyuan's death, he instinctively believed that it was Wei Jiuzhao's doing, and he did not give the other party even the slightest hesitation or trust.

He didn't even think carefully about the logic before questioning Wei Jiuzhao. He just rushed over based on his prejudice and anger.

"You..." Shen Kuo opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a while.

Wei Jiuzhao did not give him a chance to explain. He raised his hand and gently patted Shen Kuo's cheek, with a hint of coldness in his tone: "Kuo'er, you really make me sad."

"I..." Shen Kuo couldn't help but struggle, trying to break free from Wei Jiuzhao's grip, but he was still firmly suppressed.

He took a deep breath, tried his best to calm himself, and whispered: "Wei Jiuzhao, that's not what I meant..."

However, this sentence was interrupted by Wei Jiuzhao unbuttoning his belt.