Marital problems spiral out of control

"Aunt Xu has a fever upstairs, I have to go up to bring her medicine and make sure she's safe." Wen Hua refused, "She took care of me for a month, I can't just ignore her."

Fu Shishen's expression remained indifferent and cruel: "Come back with me."

There wasn't a single word of joke in his writing.

He would force Wen Hua if she was unwilling.

However, Wen Hua simply looked at him calmly: "Fu Shishen, the initiative is in my hands now, not yours. All your efforts are simply to get me back safely with the child in my belly. So don't mess with me, lest something unexpected happens and all your efforts are in vain."

Even when she said these words, Wen Hua was incredibly indifferent.

Fu Shishen's expression changed instantly, and he gripped Wen Hua's hand even tighter: "Wen Hua, are you threatening me?"

"Yes." She was in excruciating pain, but she didn't give in.

"Who gave you the audacity to threaten me?" Fu Shishen asked coldly.

Wen Hua ignored her.

The bag in her hand contained fever reducers and anti-inflammatory drugs. She struggled to break free from Fu Shishen's grasp.

Without a second's hesitation, Wen Hua quickly walked towards the courtyard.

She was afraid something might happen to her aunt.

Fu Shishen looked at his empty hand, and finally followed Wen Hua inside with a sullen face.

After all, this is a military compound, and it is really not suitable to make too much of a commotion here.

Wen Hua knew that Fu Shishen had followed her in and that she couldn't stop him, so she didn't say anything more.

The two entered the elevator one after the other, and the elevator stopped on the 9th floor.

Wen Hua opened the door and hurried inside.

Aunt Xu felt much better after a while.

Hearing the noise, she looked towards the entrance, and when she saw Fu Shishen, Aunt Xu instantly tensed up.

Aunt Xu was using sign language with Wen Hua, and Wen Hua comforted Aunt Xu with her eyes.

She poured water and brought the medicine to Aunt Xu.

"Aunt Xu, please take your medicine first. I'll settle your wages and then call a car to take you home," Wen Hua said calmly. "We don't need anyone here for the time being."

Because she won't be living here anymore.

Aunt Xu was still very nervous as she looked at Wen Hua, constantly using sign language.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. You can go back now," Wen Hua reassured Aunt Xu.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Fu Shishen's expression was becoming increasingly impatient.

She knew better than anyone how cruel and ruthless this person was.

She didn't want to implicate innocent people.

Aunt Xu watched Fu Shishen very carefully.

Wen Hua gave Aunt Xu the money and personally saw her out.

Then she closed the door again, and only then did she truly face Fu Shishen.

Fu Shishen stood there coldly and indifferently the entire time, every word he uttered was an interrogation: "Did Zhou Yi hide you here?"

Wen Hua neither denied nor admitted it.

She heard Fu Shishen chuckle, and what he said made Wen Hua's heart tremble.

"I had planned everything, but I forgot that Zhou Yi is the youngest son of the Yu family and takes his mother's surname," he continued coldly.

Even the way he looked at Wen Hua was cruel and ruthless.

The fingers with distinct knuckles pinched her chin, and the sound of bones dislocating came, making Wen Hua break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

She stubbornly refused to beg for mercy.

Fu Shishen showed no sign of letting up, his every word a threat and warning to Wen Hua.

"Wen Hua, do you really think I have no way to deal with Zhou Yi? Is that why you're so brazenly provoking my bottom line?" Fu Shishen's emotions were already on the verge of exploding.

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

Suddenly, Fu Shishen released her grip, and she stumbled and fell onto the sofa in the living room.

The next instant, the person strode up to him and looked down at him.

"Wen Hua, the Yu family is the top family in the military, and Zhou Yi happens to be their most favored youngest son, which is why he's acting so rebelliously today. If Zhou Yi is rumored to be having an affair and entangled with a married man, I'd like to know if he can still live a carefree life in New York?"

Fu Shishen sneered, his tone becoming increasingly cruel: "Do you really think the Yu family will sit idly by and let Zhou Yi completely ruin their reputation?"

"Fu Shishen, you are despicable and shameless. Zhou Yi was just trying to help me!" Wen Hua looked at him angrily.

"I'm despicable? Zhou Yi touched my woman, isn't that despicable too?" Fu Shishen questioned Wen Hua.

"You—" Wen Hua was somewhat speechless with anger.

"Come back with me." Fu Shishen didn't want to get entangled with Wen Hua about Zhou Yi anymore.

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself and would kill Wen Hua.

But Wen Hua remained unmoved, stubbornly standing there.

Fu Shishen frowned, and the impatience in his eyes became more and more obvious.

His thin lips moved slightly, but before he could speak, he heard Wen Hua let out a faint, mocking laugh.

"You can't touch Zhou Yi," Wen Hua said confidently. "After all, the Yu family is right here. The Zhou family is what you care about most, so under these circumstances, you can't risk the Zhou family for a petty argument."

Her voice was so bland, and even her gaze revealed a cold indifference towards Fu Shishen.

It is a callousness born of utter disappointment.

"Of course, you think you still have Wen Yin in your hands and can threaten me, right?" Wen Hua said, still standing straight.

The mockery in her eyes grew stronger, but even more so, it was a kind of determination.

"Fu Shishen, you don't understand me at all, nor do you understand Wen Yin. Wen Yin has always loved extreme sports since he was a child, but now he's clinging to life in a hospital bed, and he can't accept it. You also don't understand the relationship between Wen Yin and me. Given my current situation, I can't help Wen Yin. Even if Wen Yin really leaves, he won't blame me."

Wen Hua spoke clearly, word by word, without even flinching, staring intently at Fu Shishen.

"But you have to have the child in my belly. Otherwise, you won't get the Fu family's shares." She stepped on Fu Shishen's weakness, stabbing him repeatedly.

Just like how Fu Shishen once treated him.

Most of them just gave up and did nothing.

As expected, Wen Hua's words caused Fu Shishen's expression to change completely.

His hands clenched into fists, and his knuckles made a cracking sound.

The next instant, his hand was already raised and grabbed Wen Hua's neck.

"Wen Hua, you're threatening me? Do you believe I'll kill you?" he said in a sinister tone.

"I believe you." Wen Hua's face flushed red.

She had no doubts whatsoever.

But no one noticed that Wen Hua was holding a fruit knife.

She smiled very faintly at Fu Shishen, a dismissive smile.

She suddenly raised her hand.

The sharp blade of the fruit knife flashed, and Fu Shishen's expression changed drastically. He abruptly released Wen Hua.

"Wen Hua, what are you doing?" Fu Shishen's voice changed.

She is clearly an extremely weak person, but now her determination is astonishing.

Fu Shishen couldn't stop Wen Hua.

Wen Hua held the fruit knife in her hand, pointing it at her stomach.

Her gaze remained calm as she looked at Fu Shishen.

In an instant, the apartment fell into a deathly silence.

Almost at the same time, Fu Shishen's phone vibrated.

Wen Hua and he both saw it; it was Jiang Ruan's call.