Marital problems spiral out of control

A black Bentley drove out of the underground parking garage.

That's Fu Shishen's car.

Despite feeling unwell, Wen Hua rushed to the front of the car without thinking.

A sharp screech of brakes, accompanied by the sound of tires gripping the ground, caused the car to shake violently before coming to a stop.

Those around them gasped in surprise and instinctively looked at Wen Hua.

"It's Madam." The bodyguard, still shaken, reported the situation to Fu Shishen.

Fu Shishen remained expressionless and showed little reaction.

"I'll go and handle it," the bodyguard replied immediately.

But the moment the bodyguard opened the door, Wen Hua's slender figure was already stuck in the gap between the car doors.

"Fu Shishen, let's talk," she said quickly.

Seeing this, the bodyguard didn't dare to use force and immediately released his grip, causing the car door to spring open.

Wen Hua looked at Fu Shishen, her face pale and panting.

Fu Shishen remained seated, not even lifting his eyelids, and coldly asked, "So now just anyone can stop my car?"

The bodyguard immediately reacted and grabbed Wen Hua.

"Madam, please go back first. Mr. Fu doesn't want to see you right now," the bodyguard advised Wen Hua in a formulaic manner.

Wen Hua struggled, trying to free her hands from the bodyguard's grasp.

Her gaze remained fixed on Fu Shishen: "Let's talk."

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free from the bodyguard's hold.

This time, Fu Shishen's gaze fell on Wen Hua.

Gloomy and unpleasant.

"Get out of my way, or I'll make you fight back," Fu Shishen warned Wen Hua coldly.

Wen Hua didn't care: "Fu Shishen, give me back my mother's apartment."

She had already taken advantage of the situation and rushed towards Fu Shishen.

This was even out of control, making the bodyguards afraid to lay a hand on Wen Hua again.

Ignoring her current disheveled state, she threw herself onto the car seat and grabbed Fu Shishen's hand.

My stomach hit the edge of the seat right off, but luckily it was a leather seat, which provided some cushioning.

But the pain still made her sweat profusely.

"Fu Shishen, we've been married for seven years, and I've never asked you for anything. You want to be with Jiang Ruan, and I'll grant your wish. You want the shares of the Fu Group, and I'll play along to the end. I only have one request: give me back my mother's apartment." Wen Hua said to Fu Shishen, her eyes red-rimmed.

Her eyes were sore and swollen, and the feeling of being wronged made it hard for her to breathe.

But she knew even more clearly that this was her only option.

However, Fu Shishen remained unmoved, his indifference frightening.

"Fu Shishen, what exactly do you want? I don't want anything anymore. Why are you still forcing me like this?" Wen Hua was also on the verge of collapse.

My pregnant belly is cramping.

Her nerves were pushed to the limit.

Even though it was just a divorce, every step she took was difficult.

"Fu Shishen..." Wen Hua's voice was filled with despair and sorrow, "So, what exactly do you want from me? Can't you just give me a quick death?"

This time, the cold-blooded man reacted.

A pair of large, well-defined hands gripped Wen Hua's chin.

The slender bones produced a crisp sound under the powerful force.

Wen Hua had no doubt that she would be killed by Fu Shishen here.

But she cannot compromise.

But she was being choked and couldn't say a word.

"Wen Hua, no one has ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of me. No one has ever dared to trample me underfoot and act so recklessly." Fu Shishen spoke each word with cruelty.

His gaze showed no sign of softening; it remained terrifyingly deep.

"When you act so recklessly, do you never think about the consequences?" He sneered and abruptly released Wen Hua.

Wen Hua stumbled and fell awkwardly onto the car seat.

Fu Shishen continued to look down at Wen Hua, his attitude growing increasingly cold.

"Take her away," Fu Shishen ordered the bodyguards with a cold face.

The bodyguard immediately stepped forward and urged Wen Hua, "Madam, please go back first. Mr. Fu is in a bad mood right now, and we can't talk. If you don't go back, things will escalate, and you'll be even more embarrassed."

Cheng Ming has also arrived after hearing the news.

More and more people gathered around to watch the spectacle.

He never imagined that Wen Hua, who had always been obedient to Fu Shishen, would now openly rebel.

If this continues, many things will fall apart and become embarrassing.

Without a second thought, Cheng Ming quickly stepped forward and nodded to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard immediately understood and went to deal with the people at the scene.

"Madam, I'll take you home." Cheng Ming softened his tone.

His hand supported Wen Hua.

Fu Shishen ignored him the whole time, but his hands clenched into fists, and his furrowed brows revealed extreme impatience.

Fu Shishen was surprised by Wen Hua's demeanor.

In her memory, Wen Hua either appeared before her gently, summoning her at will and dismissing her at will.

But never before had she been so stubborn yet melancholic, as if she had fallen into an extremely desperate situation.

Even so, she remained arrogant and refused to compromise with herself.

They didn't even utter a single word of apology.

That stubborn face kept magnifying in front of Fu Shishen.

He suddenly sneered, "Get lost!"

It was anger, repression, and the dissatisfaction of being trampled on by Wen Hua, all of which erupted in an instant.

"If you can't do your job, then get out!" he said directly to Cheng Ming.

Cheng Ming's expression changed, knowing that this was a sign that Fu Shishen was about to get angry.

Without a second thought, he immediately pulled Wen Hua up.

But no one expected that Wen Hua would push Cheng Ming away and then kneel straight down in front of Fu Shishen.

"Fu Shishen, it's my fault. I shouldn't have put on airs in front of you, I shouldn't have acted arrogantly towards you. It's all my fault." Wen Hua knelt there with red eyes, speaking clearly word by word.

"Please, let me go, let Mom's apartment go. I'll pay back the money she owes. Give me some time, just don't take Mom's apartment away," she continued.

Fu Shishen just watched.

She was kneeling, but her spine remained straight, and she was incredibly arrogant.

She was completely different from the Wen Hua in my memory, who always tried to please me and spoke softly.

In the seven years of their marriage, he never gave Wen Hua any attention.

But now, Wen Hua is haunting him like a ghost.

The contrast was so great that Fu Shishen could not accept it at all.

My mental state collapsed instantly.

"Wen Hua, is this how you ask for favors?" Fu Shishen questioned Wen Hua with a cold face.

Wen Hua remained kneeling, her brows slightly furrowed; she didn't understand what he was doing.

She looked up at him, and then she saw a familiar and deep desire in Fu Shishen's eyes.

It's so intense that it's impossible to resist.

Instantly, she shivered, a subconscious urge to avoid him.

Having been married to Wen Hua for seven years, Fu Shishen naturally understood Wen Hua's resistance.

He sneered, his words dripping with malice: "Wen Hua, begging for mercy requires humbling yourself. You'll do whatever I tell you to do, understand?"

Then, he watched Wen Hua bite her lip.

Looking down at Wen Hua, he suddenly felt a surge of pleasure during their tense standoff.

The pleasure of being in a superior position.

Suddenly, Fu Shishen's phone vibrated, and he answered it without thinking.

It's ginger soft.