Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

Su Dayong would naturally not ignore it when he saw the woman he loved being beaten and scolded by Wang Xiazhi.

He struggled desperately to stand up in bed, but since he had just undergone surgery, his body was still very weak and he failed after several attempts.

Although he couldn't get up, Su Dayong did not give up.

He raised his hand with all his might, pointed at Wang Xiazhi viciously, and shouted, "Wang Xiazhi, I order you to stop immediately! Do you hear me?"

"Dayong" Ruan Yufei called out to Su Dayong even more sadly when she saw Su Dayong offered to help her.

When Su Dayong heard this, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, his tone cold: "Wang Xiazhi, did I give you face?"

Wang Xiazhi never dreamed that her wholehearted care for Su Dayong in the hospital for a whole day and a whole night was not as valuable as a word from Ruan Yufei, the mistress.

The love between the two people who have been married for decades cannot compare to the few years that Su Dayong and this woman have been together.

She didn't expect Su Dayong to be so cruel to her. He had just come back from the gates of hell and had no feelings for her at all. It was a pity that she heard Su Dayong rushing to the hospital in a panic during emergency treatment.

She should have left him to die in the hospital.

Wang Xiazhi loosened her hand, slowly walked to Su Dayong's bed, and slapped Su Dayong in the face.

Su Dayong never dreamed that his wife, who always obeyed him, would dare to hit him.

"You...you dare to hit me?" Su Dayong said gritting his teeth.

"Oh? Why shouldn't I dare?" Wang Xiazhi said, and slapped Su Dayong several times like a madman.

Su Dayong was so weak that he had no strength to fight back and could only let Wang Xiazhi beat him.

Ruan Yufei was also shocked by Wang Xiazhi's behavior and stood there stiffly. At this moment, Wang Xiazhi was like a madman who was not afraid of death. If she took a step forward, Ruan Yufei was afraid that she would be torn to pieces by the mad Wang Xiazhi.

"Heh, I told you to find a mistress." Wang Xiazhi said and slapped Su Dayong in the face.

"Give me face? Who do you think you are, Su Dayong? You are just a man with some dirty money. Without this money, can you still be so arrogant?"

The more Wang Xiazhi thought about it, the angrier she became. She applied a little more force to her hands, hitting Su Dayong so hard that his cheek quickly became red and swollen.

At this point, Wang Xiazhi has given up.

"Stop it!" Su Dayong dodged and tried to grab Wang Xiazhi's hand, but he couldn't.

Su Dayong has never suffered much and is used to a life of luxury. Especially after he became rich, he was flattered by others. Now he was beaten by his wife, and Su Dayong felt extremely embarrassed.

"Stop?" Wang Xiazhi sneered. "I won't. Why should I obey you? I've had enough of this for so many years."

"I tell you, Su Dayong, if you look down on me again, I'm not afraid to die with you." Wang Xiazhi's eyes were full of madness.

Su Dayong is not Wang Xiazhi, he cherishes his life.

Su Dayong could only grit his teeth and endure Wang Xiazhi's beatings and scoldings, but in his heart, he already wanted to tear Wang Xiazhi into pieces.

Wang Xiazhi stopped only when her hands became numb. She gave Su Dayong and Ruan Yufei a warning look before leaving the hospital.

As soon as Ruan Yufei saw Wang Xiazhi leave, she immediately lay down in front of Su Dayong's bed and caressed his red and swollen cheek distressedly: "Dayong, how could she hit you so cruelly? Does it hurt?"

Ruan Yufei's gentle touch made Su Dayong tremble with pain, but he still endured the pain and said gently: "I'm fine, Feifei, don't worry."

"She's so scary. I wanted to stop her but I didn't dare to step forward." Ruan Yufei said pitifully, finding a perfect excuse for not stepping forward to stop Wang Xiazhi's behavior.

It turns out that acting coquettishly and showing weakness in front of men is applicable at any time.

When Su Dayong heard this, he comforted Ruan Yufei: "Don't be afraid of her. Wait until I get better, and I'll deal with her."

"Yeah," Ruan Yufei responded obediently, resting her head lightly on Su Dayong's chest, but a smug smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The moment Wang Xiazhi left the hospital, she knew that the relationship between her and Su Dayong had come to an end.

Although Wang Xiazhi was unwilling, she had no choice now.

Wang Xiazhi had actually long been aware of the current operating conditions of Su Dayong's company.

Ever since she discovered that Su Dayong was cheating on her, she began to pay attention to the company's operating conditions.

At this moment, divorcing Su Dayong is her only choice.

If they divorce now, she can still get a portion of the property and not be left with nothing.

But if she waits until Su Dayong goes bankrupt and is in debt before divorcing him, she may still have to bear huge debts.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiazhi couldn't help but shudder.

The reason why Wang Xiazhi knew all this was because she heard it from those rich ladies when she accompanied them to play cards and go shopping.

Wang Xiazhi did not rush home, but went to a law firm to consult about divorce.

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Su Ruonan slowly opened her eyes, and when her vision gradually became clear, she was surprised to find that she was looking into Song Shiye's deep and dark eyes.

"Shi Ye, didn't you get enough rest last night?" she asked softly, with a hint of concern in her tone.

Song Shiye's skin was originally fair, so any subtle changes on his face were particularly obvious. Su Ruonan saw the faint blue-black mark under Song Shiye's eyes at a glance.

"It's all my fault that I dragged you for a walk yesterday, Shiye. If you have work to deal with in the future, don't be so silly as to accompany me for a walk." Su Ruonan thought that it was her fault that Song Shiye was sleep deprived.

It was indeed her fault, but it wasn't what she said.

"Wife, it's not this reason." Song Shiye's voice was hoarse.

"But it's because..." He whispered in Su Ruonan's ear.

Su Ruonan's face suddenly looked like a ripe apple, with a faint blush, making people want to take a bite.

Her eyes were slightly lowered, her long and curly eyelashes fluttering, and she didn't dare to look at Song Shiye, like a shy little deer.

"You...are you ashamed?" Su Ruonan really couldn't say the next words. Her voice gradually became lower and her face became redder and redder, as if blood could drip out.

Song Shiye looked at the shy Su Ruonan, his throat moved unconsciously, as if he was swallowing saliva. Then he leaned over, took Su Ruonan into his arms, and couldn't wait to taste the pink and tempting lips in front of him.

His lips gently touched her lips. Su Ruonan felt his passion and desire. Her body gradually became soft. Her arms involuntarily wrapped around his neck, responding to his kiss.