This bastard doesn't regard his wife as a human being at all. He is just a beast, domineeringly possessing her for his own selfish desires.
He just liked Mu Wanqing's helpless status and had no one to support him, so he dared to be so presumptuous!
If it were a well-matched lady, he wouldn't dare to be so blatant!
After figuring everything out, Zhou Yiru became more determined to help Mu Wanqing escape from the sea of suffering!
Even if it was to fight injustice and seek justice, he must let Mu Wanqing get rid of this perverted devil!
The creaking suddenly began to accelerate, and even the sound of the head of the bed hitting the wall became violent - and then everything stopped suddenly.
After a while, muffled sobs could be heard faintly.
You don't have to think twice to know who is crying.
Zhou Yiru clutched the sheets, closed his eyes tightly, and forced himself not to rush over. The uncontrollable and continuous force between his fingers almost tore the fabric to pieces.
In the room across the room, everything ceased, and everything came to an end.
Wen Zhan gasped and fell down, trying to regain his breath.
He reached out and touched around, and then he remembered that he was not at home. He turned to look at the woman, "Are there any tissues?"
Mu Wanqing turned her back to him, sobbing and not bothering to pay attention.
He was so bored that he had no choice but to pull his shirt, which was worth tens of thousands, and use it as a rag to clean up the two of them.
When it rubbed against the woman, Mu Wanqing thought he was going to mess around again, so she was so angry that she slapped her hard with her backhand. He was caught off guard and slapped hard.
There was a "pop" sound, and Mu Wanqing was also startled, and then she felt numbness on the back of her hand.
Both of them were stunned. Wen Zhan saw her shimmering eyes in the darkness and asked calmly: "Are you relieved now?"
"..." The woman ignored him and sobbed again.
He added: "If you don't feel angry, you can slap me again. I promise not to fight back."
She remained silent and turned her back.
Wen Zhan was satiated, his anger was almost vented, and he felt much better.
Lying down again, he hugged the woman into his arms arrogantly, and said teasingly: "Isn't it cold now? I'm sweating, but you can enjoy it and lie still."
"Go away!" Mu Wanqing finally replied to him, a word full of hatred.
Wen Zhan still smiled, "We are husband and wife, it is only natural to do this kind of thing, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."
"..." She didn't bother to respond, just pretending that this person didn't exist.
After working so late, both of them were exhausted.
Mu Wanqing couldn't shake the man away after twisting her arms a few times. She became increasingly sleepy and fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.
Wen Zhan drove a long-distance car here, and made up for another long-distance car seamlessly. He was also exhausted, holding the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, and went to the meeting with Duke Zhou with satisfaction.
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In the early morning, the countryside becomes lively with the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs.
Mu Wanqing didn't know if she was tired or not. She slept so deeply that she was not woken up.
When Wen Zhan opened his eyes, he couldn't help but smile knowingly when he looked at the woman in his arms who was tightly squeezing against his chest.
You said so many cruel words to him last night, you pulled and bit him, as if you were sworn in, why didn't you still crawl into his arms when you fell asleep?
Ah!
Woman, she really means what she says!
There was movement outside, and it was probably Zhou Yiru getting up.
The smile on his lips deepened, planning to meet his love rival head-on.
It is undeniable that compared to Chen Haoyang's mistake, Zhou Yiru still made him feel very dangerous.
After all, this guy is a powerful guy.
He was afraid that his corner would really be poached.
Moving his arms slightly, Wen Zhan carefully lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Looking at the wrinkled shirt on the ground, he frowned. He must not be able to wear it.
Fortunately, he was wearing home clothes when he went out yesterday. The pure cotton and soft fabric can be worn close to the body, so he can only make do with it.
Unexpectedly, the temperature in the countryside was several degrees cooler than in the city. He put on his coat and still felt the cold air rushing into his body.
He opened the door and went out. Sure enough, the door of the main room was wide open and his love rival was already there.
Zhou Yiru is wearing a mid-length woolen coat. He has a straight figure and a handsome face. He looks a bit like Mr. Mo Shang, who is as smooth as jade.
He was stretching in the courtyard and breathing in the fresh air.
Wen Zhan looked at him, feeling extremely unhappy when he thought that his woman liked such pretty boys who pretended to be polite and serious.
After some slander, he coughed and walked towards the small courtyard.
Zhou Yiru turned around when he heard the sound and saw Wen Zhan, with a complex expression on his handsome and gentle face.
"How did you sleep last night, Mr. Zhou?" Wen Zhan curled his lips slightly, asking knowingly, embarrassing him.
Who doesn't know how Zhou Yiru could have slept well last night after being forced to listen to the nonsense for so long!
But Zhou Yiru smiled lightly and said lightly: "It's good. The countryside is quiet and I can sleep well."
"Mr. Zhou is really big-hearted." Wen Zhan joked.
Zhou Yiru smiled again, "Of course, being too small-minded and suspicious will bring trouble to yourself and the people around you."
When Wen Zhan heard this, he laughed angrily.
I secretly think that this ocean turtle is quite capable of intersex!
"What do you mean? Does Mr. Zhou think it is normal to spend the night alone with other people's wives? If so, then I can only say that foreigners have a really good time."
Zhou Yiru is an overseas Chinese. Strictly speaking, he is indeed considered a foreigner.
"Xiao Qing and I are innocent. Although I really want to take her away, she is still your wife. I won't let her embarrass her and ruin her reputation." Now that he had opened the sky to speak frankly, Zhou Yiru simply showed off his cards.
The next second, Wen Zhan's face suddenly turned cold, and even his eyes became sharp.
"You're dreaming! She is my woman and the mother of my child. If you dare to destroy my family, I will make you lose all your money in Chongcheng."
This is not a verbal show of authority.
With the strength of the Wen family in Chongcheng and Wen Zhan's thunderous methods, even if Zhou Yiru is a returned overseas Chinese with status and status, he is no match for him.
If he really wanted to suppress him, he would definitely find a way to do it. It would be nothing more than injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging himself by five hundred.
But a man's dignity and face must be maintained, and this cannot be measured by money.
Seeing that he was angry, Zhou Yiru smiled lightly, "Mr. Wen's reaction makes me feel that he loves his wife, but what he does... is not as good as a beast."
After saying this, he walked out of the courtyard without waiting for Wen Zhan's response, obviously not wanting to continue to confront him.
Wen Zhan stood there, thinking over the other party's words over and over again, getting angrier as he thought about it.
The temperature was low in the morning, and he felt cold all over after standing for a while.
Remembering that there were clothes in the car, he went to the car to get the clothes and then returned to the house.
When he opened the door, he saw that the woman on the bed was already awake.
As soon as Mu Wanqing sat up, she was startled by the sudden opening of the door, and quickly pulled up the quilt to wrap herself up.
Seeing the person coming, she glanced with a cold face and said politely: "Go out, I want to get dressed."
Wen Zhan smiled and asked casually, unlike her, "Why don't you sleep more? It's rare that there are no children to disturb you."
Mu Wanqing was too lazy to respond.
Where can I sleep?
The sheets were all wet, and I didn't have to change my clothes. I was in such a miserable state.
Wen Zhan saw her wrapped in quilt and not moving, with an awkward expression on her face. He suddenly understood something, and his eyes darkly smiled: "Do you want my help?"
