Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 372 I hate people threatening me
Hesitating that she was too nervous, coupled with too much force in her hands, a shallow wound had been cut on the delicate skin on her neck, and red blood began to ooze.

"If you touch me again, I'll die for you!" Qiao Weiwei gritted her teeth and looked at him.

The wound on her neck stings a bit, but she doesn't care about it at all. She has never been so brave since she was a child.

Sure enough, Jiang Beimo watched her actions and didn't come any closer.He didn't expect that she would hide such a dangerous thing with her.

Seeing that the fragments had scratched her neck, Jiang Beimo's pupils tightened, and his body moved slightly.

Just when Qiao Weiwei thought that Jiang Beimo was about to step back and leave, he suddenly reached forward, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back violently.

Qiao Weiwei was pulled hard by him, her hand hurt suddenly, and the tile had already come out of her hand and fell to the ground.

Jiang Beimo's face was clouded, and his face was extremely ugly, "I hate when someone threatens me!"

Qiao Weiwei didn't speak, but just glanced at the fallen tiles with a look of despair.

Fluid started to come out of the neck and flow down the neck, but she didn't feel any pain.Because the most painful injury is in the heart.

Jiang Beimo also noticed the blood on her neck, and the expression on his face became a little more nervous. The next moment, he quickly picked up the mobile phone next to him, dialed a number, and said, "Let the doctor come right away."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Beimo threw the phone aside, held her neck with his hands, and pressed the wound to prevent the blood from continuing to flow out.

This woman, in order not to let him touch her, actually managed to get her hands on her.She hates him so much now, why would she rather die?

"Don't touch me!" Qiao Weiwei continued to twist, trying to push the hand on her neck away, very uncooperative.

Jiang Beimo's hands didn't move, and he stared at her fiercely, letting her struggle.

The doctor came quickly, and after seeing Qiao Weiwei's injury, she was startled, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions, so she quickly took out the gauze and began to help her treat the wound.

The wound was not deep, so Jiang Beimo held her down to keep her from moving, then sewed two stitches for her, and then bandaged the wound.

Qiao Weiwei didn't feel the pain just now, but now she really felt it. She was covered in sweat from the pain, and her hair was wet, sticking together with tears.

After the wound was treated, the doctor gave Qiao Weiwei another injection to prevent wound infection. Now she had no strength to struggle anymore, and she was paralyzed into a ball, motionless.

The nightdress on her body was also stained with a lot of blood, and she looked a little embarrassed.

Jiang Beimo's body was also stained with a lot of blood, and his hands were even more red.

After the doctor and the servants left the room, Jiang Beimo still stood alone on the ground, staring at Qiao Weiwei who was lying there.

Unexpectedly, her resistance would be so fierce, even threatening her life.

He always thought that she would always be a little woman who could only obey absolutely, but he didn't know that when she became stubborn, she was actually so stubborn.

Seeing Qiao Weiwei's exhausted, pale face, and motionless appearance, Jiang Beimo felt some inexplicable pity in his heart.

However, the current she is definitely not willing to let him approach, he clenched his fists, then turned and left the room.

The door, without a lock.

But now Qiao Weiwei didn't have the strength to escape, she was convinced that she was lying there exhausted, slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Throughout the drowsy night, the scene of Jiang Beimo forcing her was repeated in her mind, and she didn't sleep well all night.

When she woke up in the morning, she only felt that her whole body was in pain. In addition to the wounds on her legs and ankles, now there were wounds on her neck.

She didn't know how many wounds she could tolerate on her body.

Gently touching the gauze wrapped around her neck, she supported her body with her arms and sat up slowly.

Looking around the bedroom for a week, she didn't see Jiang Beimo's figure. She was relieved in her heart, lifted the quilt, and slowly got out of bed. Enduring the pain, she moved step by step to the bathroom and went to the toilet.

After returning, he sat back carefully, not daring to move.

The wound hurts when moved.

Soon, there were footsteps outside, and the servant opened the door and walked in, holding a steaming breakfast in his hand.

"Young Mistress, you're awake. I'll help you to wash up." The servant put down his breakfast and said kindly to Qiao Weiwei.

Qiao Weiwei bled a lot yesterday, her body was weak and weak, she was indeed hungry.She nodded, and then let the servant help her to wash up, and then came back to have breakfast.

Although she felt hungry, due to her mood, Qiao Weiwei drank a bowl of porridge and ate a fried egg. She was already full and couldn't eat any more.

The servant replaced all the blood-stained bedsheets and pillows, and cleaned the bedroom carefully.

This time the cleaning is very careful, making sure that there are no more dangerous objects and sharp weapons in the house!
Jiang Beimo had already replaced all the servants in the villa overnight, and the new servants were strictly instructed not to be sloppy at all!

"Young Mistress, continue to rest, and call us anytime you need something!" The maid made sure that there were no dangerous objects in the room, and then walked out in peace.

When he got out of the bedroom and closed the door, Jiang Beimo had already walked over, looked down at the breakfast on the tray, "Why are there so many left?"

Did this woman not eat?
"The young mistress drank a bowl of porridge and ate a fried egg, and then said that she was full and couldn't eat any more."

Jiang Beimo waved his hand, the servant nodded and left with his things.

Standing at the door of the bedroom, Jiang Beimo held the doorknob with his hand, and was about to open the door and walk in, but the movement stopped again.His mind is still full of the blood on her neck last night.

After standing for a while, he finally let go of his hand, turned around and strode downstairs, leaving the villa.

When he was going out, the phone in his trousers pocket suddenly rang. Jiang Beimo reached out and took out the phone. Looking at the number on it, he couldn't help frowning.

"Third, what's the matter?"

Jiang Beichen didn't talk nonsense with him, and asked directly, "Qiao Weiwei was taken back by you?"

When Jiang Beimo heard this, he frowned in disgust, "Third brother, when did you get meddling?"

Last time, because of Qiao Weiwei's affairs, he was tied up in public by his brother's daughter-in-law and thrown in the hotel.This time, without even thinking about it, he knew who asked Jiang Beichen to call.

"Third brother, this is my family business, I don't want anyone to interfere!"

Jiang Beichen snorted coldly, "Okay, then settle your family affairs, I don't want my woman to hear about it again."

(End of this chapter)