The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

She struggled and yelled, "Let go! You're hurting me!"

He didn't move, his fingers still gripping her shoulder tightly. He moved his lips, almost gritting his teeth as he asked her, "How dare you, how dare you ride in someone else's car again? Huh?"

Faced with his questioning, she showed no remorse, instead retorting confidently, "Why can't I ride in someone else's car? Are you the only one allowed to hug and kiss other women?" Still not satisfied, she gritted her teeth and said, "As long as he gives me money, I'll get into his car, I'll even sleep with him! Isn't that what you did to me?"

She watched with satisfaction as his dark eyes gradually turned crimson, and the knuckles of his fingers gripping her shoulders turned a pale bluish-white. A surge of exhilaration welled up inside her: If I'm not feeling well, you won't be either. If we're going to suffer, we'll suffer together!

A loud slap rang out, instantly silencing the noisy racetrack. Everyone exchanged bewildered glances, staring at the usually aloof and taciturn Lu Zheng, his hand raised high, while the woman who had been sitting beside him covered half her cheek, her eyes wide with disbelief as she looked at him.

Lu Zheng's heart trembled. He couldn't believe that he had hit her.

But what's done is done.

Suwen stared at him for a long, long time. He looked so much like a certain man. That day back in her hometown, her father and mother, who always claimed to love and cherish her, were the same way. They would hit her, but then pretend to be filled with regret and remorse.

She suddenly giggled, casually brushed his frozen hand away, and comforted him, "Don't look like that. It's over. You paid me so much money, so it's no big deal if you slapped me or even killed me in bed."

His dark eyes suddenly trembled, and he pressed his large hands tightly against her trembling shoulders as she laughed, calling her, "Susu!"

"Ok?"

"Don't be like this. What's wrong with you?"

"Heh, I didn't do anything wrong, I was just stating the facts." She looked away, a hint of weariness on her face. "Can't I even state the facts? You guys are really tired, you don't even dare to tell the truth."

Thinking about how long Xiao Yuan had stayed in the city, and how hard they had worked to keep it from her for so long, she felt exhausted for them. Alright, let's end it here; they're both free now.

Her nonchalant, self-destructive demeanor made his heart tighten, and an inexplicable sense of irritation intensified. Without a word, he grabbed her and pulled her towards his car.

She wouldn't budge, kicking and scratching, stubbornly refusing to leave. So he used all his strength, hoisting her upside down on his back and throwing her into the car.

As soon as he let go, she hurriedly jumped out of the car. He slammed the door shut, locking her inside. He then slid into the driver's seat from the other side.

"I'm not leaving! Where are you taking me?" she glared angrily, throwing a pointless tantrum.

Without a word, Lu Zheng pressed her into the seat, quickly fastened her with the seatbelt, and started the car and drove away.

He kept his lips tightly pressed together and didn't say a word the whole way, making Suwen feel increasingly uneasy. He was the one who had wronged her, so why did it seem like she was the one who was at fault? Especially his current behavior of not explaining or doing anything made her feel like a willful child, crying and shouting and making a fuss, while he didn't care about her at all and just coldly waited for her to finish her tantrum.

She struggled again, trying to unbuckle her seatbelt. He glanced at her sideways and said sharply, "Don't move, or I'll throw you out right here!"

This is the Middle Ring Expressway; if you drop off there, it will take at least several hours to find a taxi.

She felt a burning pain in her heart, but her body was pinned to the seat and she couldn't move. So she freed one hand to grab his arm and shouted, "Stop the car! Stop the car!"

He swung his arm at her, roaring, "Nie Suwen! What's wrong with you?"

Suwen bounced back and slammed heavily against the car door, hitting her temple. She immediately felt dizzy and lightheaded.

Seeing that she had been frowning and keeping her eyes closed without saying a word for a long time, Lu Zheng knew that he was quite strong and was worried that she had bumped into something, so he reached out and touched her forehead, asking, "Are you alright?"

She suddenly opened her eyes, grabbed his arm, and bit down hard!

When she was little, she watched "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber". Zhao Min bit Zhang Wuji's hand to vent her anger, but what good did it do? The lost heart could never be found again.

She kept biting down until she tasted blood on her tongue, then she looked up at him. He pursed his lips and didn't cry out in pain, just letting her bite.

After a long while, she finally relented, her eyes filled with tears. She angrily shoved his hand away and continued to sob with her eyes wide open.

Lu Zheng, who was already seething with anger, was thrown into turmoil by her silent tears. All his worries turned into tenderness, so he could only hold the steering wheel with one hand and frantically try to wipe her tears or pat her back to comfort her with the other.

Seeing that his hand remained frozen and wouldn't come down, she simply took a breath and pulled him over to put her arm around his shoulder.

Lu Zheng was immediately at a loss for words, patting her shoulder lightly. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard her scream, "Watch out—"

Only then did he look ahead in a panic. A vehicle traveling in the opposite direction had suddenly appeared on the one-way road. Lu Zheng, with only one hand on the steering wheel, had no time to turn, and the car veered diagonally forward—

The other car had probably just noticed that there was another car on the empty suburban road, and it slammed on its brakes, but it still couldn't stop the two cars from colliding!

At the critical moment, Lu Zheng suddenly lost control of the steering wheel and leaped onto Su Wen, shielding her. Su Wen was firmly strapped to her seat, unable to push him away, and could only watch helplessly as shattered window glass crashed against his back.

The two cars collided at two angles. Amidst the deafening roar, Lu Zheng's car continued to slide, crashing into the roadside green protective belt before bouncing twice and coming to a stop.

White eyes kept popping out from the raised hood. The windshield shattered completely when it hit the concrete barrier. Glass shards landed all over Lu Zheng's back, and the two people inside the car were barely alive.

On the empty road, the car that had collided with them came to a stop in the middle of the road. After a long while, the mangled car door was pushed open from the inside, and a person staggered out, looked around at the deserted suburban road, and took out his phone to make a call...

The noisy emergency room was filled with a buzzing sound as people in white coats and leather gloves kept coming and going. She felt a moment of dizziness and the nurse had to call her name several times before she heard her.

"Miss, you also need to have your hand injury treated."

Injuries? She wasn't injured at all; Lu Zheng had shielded her completely. She glanced at the spot the nurse pointed to and saw only a few pieces of broken glass. Did it hurt? He, lying inside, must be in even more pain.

Just then, a doctor rushed out and grabbed her, asking, "Miss, are you a patient's family member? The patient's condition is critical and requires immediate surgery. Here are the surgical consent form and critical condition notice; please sign them."

Her ears were still ringing, and she could only see the doctor's lips moving, but she couldn't hear a word he was saying. Critically ill? She only grasped those two words, and her whole body tensed up instantly.

She grabbed the doctor's sleeve tightly: "How is he? Will he die? Give him my blood, I'll give him everything, you must save him!"

"Miss, please calm down."

Several nurses came over and held her down. The doctor patiently told her, "The patient's condition is critical. I don't know if he will die. If we don't operate immediately, he will definitely die. If you feel you can't sign the consent form, you can contact his family."

Family? Only now did she realize that she knew absolutely nothing about his family.

She immediately thought of Xiao Yuan and hurried to find Lu Zheng's phone. The doctor found the blood-stained phone among the patient's belongings, and sure enough, it contained Xiao Yuan's number.

Her fingers trembled as she pressed the call button. The phone played the same monotonous ringtone over and over again, and her heart grew colder and colder until a familiar, clear female voice came from the other end.

The surgery lasted all night. She stood guard outside, alone in the quiet hospital corridor, her palms still stained with blood. Like a puppet, she was pale and motionless, clutching his phone.

As dawn approached, a large number of people suddenly surged into the corridor. Leading the way was a middle-aged woman; her black fox fur shawl draped over her shoulders fluttered and spread like the wings of a black dove as she walked quickly. Close behind her, just a few steps away, was Xiao Yuan, her face also pale. She had only been back in the city for less than twenty hours when she was summoned back by phone.

Behind them followed several surgical experts in white coats, and a whole row of guards marching in unison. They lined up in a row down the hospital corridor in an instant, creating a rather intimidating sight.

Su Wen stood up in a daze. Xiao Yuan saw her first, her eyes filled with cold indifference. The woman at the head of the group bypassed her, first having a brief conversation with the hospital leaders, and then gesturing to several surgical experts from Beijing behind her. The experts quickly exchanged opinions and then went into the operating room together.

The hospital corridor fell silent. Only then did the woman notice Suwen. Her shorts were stained with blood, and she clutched a bright red cell phone tightly in her hand. The contrast with her pale skin was quite shocking.

Having seen many big occasions, she calmly walked over and introduced herself: "Hello, I am Lu Zheng's aunt."

She showed no intention of shaking hands with Suwen, nor did she politely introduce herself. Her cold tone and arrogant expression made Suwen feel that she and Suwen were from different worlds.

Suwen raised her eyelids and looked at her for a moment, feeling that she looked somewhat familiar, while the other party had already gone straight to the point: "I've heard Yuanyuan mention you. How long have you known Lu Zheng?"