The Bully President and the Serious Wife

In Xie Zhenting's world, there is only one principle - his things, those things he has marked, belong only to him. No one else can touch it, even if he decides he no longer wants it.

He is a tyrannical bigot who is possessive and territorial.

Xu Lu regretted that her understanding of Xie Zhenting was so superficial. She didn't expect him to be so disgusting.

She no longer wanted to be alone with him and was heartbroken that Xiao Liu had gone so early. Who knew what he would do?

Xu Lu hoped Xie Zhenting would leave as soon as possible. She didn't have time to talk nonsense with him.

He had everything he wanted, he controlled a lot, he was fearless… but not everyone was like him. He had everything Xu Lu didn't have. She lacked energy. She still needed to fight.

She raised her chin and said sarcastically, "If you want to hit me, then hit me. If you want to kill me, then do it. If you don't want to do anything, then you'd better leave. You may have nothing to do, but I have a lot to deal with. I don't want to waste my time with you."

Xie Zhenting opened his eyes: "Okay. Since you are so eager, let's get started."

(A thousand words omitted here... just imagine the various scenes.)

An hour later, an exhausted Xie Zhenting was sweating.

During the whole process, Xu Lu did not shed a single tear.

Xie Zhenting was puzzled. Wouldn't this woman cry?

If it were another woman, that woman would probably cry her heart out.

She did nothing, not even a sob or a tear.

Someone once told Xu Lu, "A woman's tears are only effective for those who truly love her," and she has always kept this in mind.

It's not worth crying.

Why was she crying in front of that jerk? What privilege did he have to see her at her weakest?

He disliked her because he thought she was dirty. Although he was angry, he did not actually hit her.

Xu Lu laughed. "You bastard. You treat me like garbage and yet you're still this close to me?"

Who was more depraved, herself or him?

He took out a handkerchief and wiped the wetness off his smooth hands. Then, he wiped Xu Lu’s face with his hand. “Next time, be a good girl. Don’t make me unhappy again, because if I’m unhappy, you will be in trouble.”

Xu Lu opened her eyes, but showed no sign of surrender. She glared at Xie Zhenting and said hoarsely, "That role was mine from the beginning. I'm just taking back what I deserve. What's wrong? Why should I worry about whether you are happy? Why should I care about you? What do you have that is worth my concern?"

His misfortune was the only thing that mattered, but no one cared about her happiness or whether she suffered.

Xie Zhenting frowned. “It’s just a heroine, right? Is it worth working hard for? If you want it, why don’t you come to me?”

She glared at him with a mocking expression. "If I came to you, would you help me? Why would you help me? Would you help me get it back only if I slept with you? Then, what's the difference between you and Pei Luochuan?"

What's more, she doesn't even need to sleep with Pei Luochuan to get her role back.

She had just returned to the Lion City and had no one to rely on, so she needed to consolidate her foundation. So far, she had no power and could not compete with them.

Even so, she can still get what she wants by relying entirely on herself.

She would never reveal all these things to Xie Zhenting, because he would never believe her no matter what. No one would believe what she said.

Xie Zhenting was a little annoyed, but still smiled. "Of all the women I've met, I think you're the most promising one."

Many women want to please him, but that's not enough. When he willingly extends a helping hand, she also has to be able to grasp it.

Xu Lu’s gaze was chilling. “You flatter me? But you are the most despicable person I have ever met.”

After hearing what she said, his anger grew. But his cell phone rang, interrupting him from saying something he wanted to say.

He frowned and held it out—it was Grant who had called.

He replied reluctantly, "Yes."

Grant immediately asked, "Are you back yet?"

Xie Zhenting looked at Xu Lu, who was lying motionless on the bed. "Well, I'm back."

“Have you finished your business?”

"Yes."

Xie Zhenting guessed that after today's lesson, Xu Lu should calm down.

Grant asked, “Are you free now? I have something important to discuss with you.”

"Where are you?"

After Xie Zhenting hung up the phone, he was still dissatisfied with Xu Lu, but Grant's matter seemed very urgent.

Thinking of Xu Lu's miserable situation, he felt a little satisfied. He picked up his jacket and prepared to go out. Before leaving, he kindly untied the tie that tied Xu Lu's hands together.

She felt extremely melancholy. Her hair was scattered around her face, and her lips were swollen. This miserable woman looked even more charming.

Xie Zhenting couldn't help but kiss her, but the kiss was not so pleasant. The taste of blood stained every corner of his mouth, but he was still fascinated by it.

However, Xu Lu did not respond to him and lay there like a stone.

Xie Zhenting let her go and tilted his chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. “I’m telling you what I’m thinking right now. I want to have fun with you, so you’d better listen to me and behave. If the same thing happens again, I’ll send you out of the country again.”

Xu Lu glared at him coldly. Her enchanting, fox-like eyes were as piercing as a winter night. Anyone who encountered her gaze would feel the chill.

Xie Zhenting frowned. "He said, 'Don't play tricks everywhere.'"

He stood up to leave, and as he reached the door, he heard Xu Lu's hoarse voice. "You'd better pray to the Almighty God. Pray hard that you won't fall in love with me one day."

Xie Zhenting neither turned around nor answered her.

He despised the idea. Did he love her? Someone as pathetic as she was?

interesting…