Marital problems spiral out of control

Twenty minutes later, Fu Shishen parked his car, got out, and headed straight for the night market.

The sky over Jiangzhou has now darkened.

It was bustling with people.

Even so, Fu Shishen spotted Wen Hua in the crowd at a glance.

Wen Hua is queuing up to buy milk tea at a milk tea stall.

Wen Hua likes sweets, but Fu Shishen doesn't.

Therefore, Wen Hua always indulged Fu Shishen at home.

Because Wen Hua had lost her baby and hadn't been able to conceive since, Gao Yazhi even controlled Wen Hua's diet.

Wen Hua didn't even touch the milk tea.

Wen Hua, who was buying milk tea, was smiling and talking to the person next to her.

The joy was evident in his eyes.

Oh.

How come she can calmly drink milk tea here after making such a mess of her own life?

Fu Shishen tightened his grip and walked expressionlessly toward Wen Hua.

This person has an incredibly powerful aura.

Passersby instinctively dodged.

Wen Hua noticed Fu Shishen's appearance almost immediately.

The smiling face suddenly turned expressionless.

She looked at Fu Shishen calmly, truly showing no impatience or anxiety.

Su Zhiyi saw it too, and without thinking, she stepped in front of Wen Hua.

"Fu Shishen, what are you going to do!" Su Zhiyi asked directly.

Fu Shishen completely ignored Su Zhiyi and shoved her aside.

His eyes held a cruel and gloomy look, leaving no room for anyone to refuse.

The people around gasped in surprise.

"Zhiyi!" Wen Hua quickly walked towards Su Zhiyi's direction.

She knew all too well how cruel and ruthless this man was.

She was afraid something might happen to Su Zhiyi.

Su Zhiyi's head hit the stool, and it bled a little.

But she was still trying to calm Wen Hua down.

Fu Shishen walked towards the two of them step by step.

Without hesitation, Wen Hua said, "Don't touch her!"

Fu Shishen walked up to Wen Hua and stopped, his eyes darkening horribly.

It wasn't a discussion, it was an order: "Come back with me!"

Wen Hua didn't respond, she just stubbornly looked at Fu Shishen.

More and more people gathered around to watch the spectacle.

There was a sense of oppression and an indescribable tension between the two.

They were both breathing rapidly.

"Wen Hua, this is the last time I'll say it: come back with me." Fu Shishen finished expressing his meaning, word by word.

Su Zhiyi held Wen Hua's hand and shook her head at her.

Wen Hua didn't react much.

This gentle demeanor thoroughly enraged Fu Shishen.

Thinking of Wen Hua's provocation, the chaos of today, and all of Wen Hua's actions.

Without a second thought, Fu Shishen pulled Wen Hua up from the ground.

The excessive force caused her wrist to swell and turn red instantly.

She felt like Fu Shishen was about to break her arm.

"Fu Shishen, let go of me..." Wen Hua struggled.

The next moment, Fu Shishen's gaze turned to Wen Hua with a deep look.

He pointed his index finger at Wen Hua's nose.

"Wen Hua, if you don't behave, believe me, I'll make her pay with her life!" Fu Shishen threatened Wen Hua.

This "she" is Su Zhiyi.

Meanwhile, Fu Shishen's bodyguards had also arrived at the scene.

Su Zhiyi was surrounded by bodyguards.

As soon as Fu Shishen gives the order, Su Zhiyi will disappear from Jiangzhou without a trace.

Wen Hua knew Fu Shishen wasn't joking, so she forced herself to calm down.

"Huahua!" Su Zhiyi looked at Wen Hua nervously.

"I'm fine, you go back first, I'll handle it." Wen Hua said calmly to Su Zhiyi.

Her eyes held a hint of helplessness, yet she was also trying to comfort Su Zhiyi.

Su Zhiyi understood Wen Hua's meaning.

She's not giving up now, and Wen Hua is caught in a dilemma.

In the end, she didn't say anything.

Fu Shishen had long since lost patience with Wen Hua's attitude.

With a cold face, he dragged Wen Hua back to the car.

The car door opened, and Wen Hua was thrown into the car by Fu Shishen.

The car door slammed shut again.

Wen Hua's head was buzzing from the fall. The car's interior wasn't very spacious, and the oppressive feeling of the sports car was fully realized the moment the door closed.

Before she could even react, Fu Shishen had already gotten into the car.

He started the engine and floored the accelerator. The heavy jerk almost made Wen Hua throw up.

Her hands gripped the handrail tightly, her face deathly pale.

Fu Shishen paid no attention and drove at an extremely high speed.

He glanced at Wen Hua out of the corner of his eye.

When Wen Hua felt uncomfortable, he felt relieved.

The car sped up, and they didn't speak a word the entire time.

Just then, a sharp screech of brakes rang out, and a black sports car pulled up in front of the villa.

Wen Hua pushed open the door and began to vomit.

Fu Shishen stood to the side, his eyes filled with coldness.

"Have you finished throwing up?" Fu Shishen asked Wen Hua with a cold face.

Wen Hua looked up and then looked at him.

Before she could speak, Fu Shishen had already quickly pulled Wen Hua into the villa.

When the housekeeper and servants saw it, they looked at each other, their eyes filled with worry.

After all, Wen Hua is pregnant.

But no one dared to say anything more.

Surprisingly, Wen Hua did not resist; she knew that resisting was futile.

Besides, it was she who took the initiative to come back with Fu Shishen.

It wasn't until he returned to the master bedroom that Fu Shishen gradually calmed down.

Wen Hua's face was still deathly pale. He remembered that Wen Hua was pregnant, and his grip on her hand gradually loosened.

Wen Hua slumped onto the chaise lounge.

But Fu Shishen's softening gesture made Wen Hua laugh out loud.

Yes, Fu Shishen didn't dare, but she won the gamble.

Fu Shishen naturally saw it. He lowered his voice and asked in a deep voice, "Wen Hua, did you do this on purpose? Do you really enjoy provoking Ruan Ruan? Do you know what today means for her?"

He was questioning Wen Hua.

Wen Hua's indifferent attitude only made Fu Shishen more and more unhappy.

His eyes held a bloodlust and ruthlessness.

He wanted to kill Wen Hua, to see her begging for mercy beneath him.

He wanted to see Wen Hua cry, not this confident and resolute demeanor in front of him.

He wanted to tear Wen Hua's facade apart.

"Is Jiang Ruan's matter important to me?" Wen Hua asked calmly.

She remained completely calm.

But her eyes were filled with disappointment in Fu Shishen.

Today is important to Jiang Ruan, but isn't it important to her too? Today is also her birthday.

But Fu Shishen would never remember.

They had been married for seven years, and she had reminded him before, but Fu Shishen had simply ignored her words.

In the end, he didn't take it to heart; it couldn't compare to Jiang Ruan's single finger.

"Wen Hua, do you really think I wouldn't dare touch you because you're pregnant?" Fu Shishen's eyes flashed with even more malice.

He looked down at Wen Hua.

Every muscle in his body was tense, and the atmosphere was about to explode.

Wen Hua had no doubt that Fu Shishen would kill her.

But she remained calm and smiled faintly at Fu Shishen.

A defiant question: "Then do you dare?"

"You—" Fu Shishen's expression changed drastically.

Without thinking, he raised his hand, intending to slap Wen Hua.

Wen Hua was still smiling: "Fu Shishen, you wouldn't dare. Because if you kill me, you'll lose all your shares."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Shishen's slap landed heavily on Wen Hua's cheek.