Marital problems spiral out of control

Wen Hua's ears were ringing.

His head was tilted to the side, and blood began to seep from the corner of his mouth.

It's easy to imagine how much force Fu Shishen used.

But Wen Hua didn't feel any pain at all; instead, she felt a sense of exhilaration. She felt like she was probably going crazy.

After so many years of being suppressed by Fu Shishen, she began to rebel.

A rebellion that would rather perish than surrender.

Wen Hua didn't even try to dodge; she just watched.

Fu Shishen was provoked by Wen Hua's words, and his emotions surged, causing him to breathe heavily.

The cracking of knuckles was eerily sinister in the quiet master bedroom.

The blood at the corner of Wen Hua's mouth carried a faint, metallic smell.

She just looked at him quietly.

The two are facing off.

Fu Shishen suppressed his temper, knowing that he was being manipulated, and his breathing became heavy.

Just then, Fu Shishen's phone vibrated; it was a call from Cheng Ming.

This phone call eased the tension that was about to explode; otherwise, someone might have really died.

Fu Shishen turned around and answered the phone.

Wen Hua also breathed a sigh of relief.

She leaned against the chaise lounge for a long time, and after calming down, Wen Hua stood up, turned around and walked out of the master bedroom.

She didn't want to share a single second with Fu Shishen.

Fu Shishen watched, but did not chase after them.

They both need to stay calm, otherwise he really will kill Wen Hua with his own hands.

"Mr. Fu," Cheng Ming's voice came quickly from the other end of the phone, "There's a huge commotion outside. Many reporters have already uncovered your wife's identity. Miss Jiang was so shocked that she couldn't hold back her bleeding and had to be taken to the hospital. So, it's probably impossible to hide her pregnancy any longer."

Cheng Ming paused slightly, then asked, "So, how should we handle this now?"

It's a mess on both ends.

Wen Hua was in a state of confusion, and so was Jiang Ruan.

The fact that Mrs. Fu, who had never been exposed before, was now revealed meant that Jiang Ruan had become a complete mistress.

Cheng Ming knew better than anyone what position Jiang Ruan held in Fu Shishen's heart.

But now, the key to controlling Fu Shishen lies in the child in Wen Hua's belly.

Suddenly, it became difficult to move.

Cheng Ming couldn't make the decision on his own, so he had to consult Fu Shishen.

"We must not let anything happen to Ruan Ruan. No matter how much money or effort it takes, we must ensure the safety of both mother and child," Fu Shishen said calmly. "First and foremost, we must not let public opinion affect her."

But he knew very well that Jiang Ruan was doing it on purpose.

It's a way to force myself to acknowledge their relationship and the child.

He loves Jiang Ruan, but that doesn't mean he can tolerate her manipulating him every time.

Fu Shishen was also unhappy.

But Jiang Ruan was pregnant after all, and after ten years of relationship, he still had a lot of leeway in indulging her.

"Yes," Cheng Ming replied quickly.

Fu Shishen's voice came quickly: "Also, my relationship with Jiang Ruan is not public. All gossip about us should be taken down today."

"But... if we take it down today, it will be Miss Jiang's birthday..." Cheng Ming asked cautiously.

"Withdraw." Fu Shishen left no room for negotiation.

Jiang Ruan's birthday banquet every year is just a publicity stunt.

It's certainly not good to do it quietly.

But given the current situation, Fu Shishen had no choice but to do this.

He will naturally make it up to Jiang Ruan after this incident.

Besides, Jiang Ruan has always been well-behaved and sensible, and she wouldn't hold a grudge against herself over this matter.

"I understand," Cheng Ming replied, and quickly hung up the phone.

Fu Shishen walked out of the master bedroom and headed towards Wen Hua.

Wen Hua seemed completely unconcerned, and focused on making herself milk tea in the kitchen.

Even the wounds on her cheeks and the blood at the corners of her mouth had been treated.

When Fu Shishen appeared, Wen Hua didn't even glance at him.

He was completely ignored by Wen Hua.

That unpleasant feeling was even more intense.

Wen Hua had already turned off the stove, poured the milk tea into the tapioca pearls, added ice, and quietly drank it with her head down.

She wanted to eat something sweet.

Life is probably just too hard.

Wen Hua's gentle demeanor made Fu Shishen's displeasure increasingly apparent.

Because Wen Hua lost control.

He was finding it increasingly difficult to control Wen Hua.

The more he tried to reverse his initial emotions, the more helpless he became.

He remembered what Bo Zhirong had once told him.

Wen Hua doesn't love you anymore; she's eager to escape from your side.

If you want to regain control of Wen Hua, then you need to make her fall in love with you wholeheartedly again.

Otherwise, something bad will happen sooner or later.

At that time, Fu Shishen scoffed at it, never believing that Wen Hua would slip out of his grasp.

But now, Bo Zhirong's words have become a reality.

If things continue to spiral out of control like this, he can't guarantee what might happen.

He could no longer even sense Wen Hua's concern for the child or for him.

Ultimately, his equity stake will be completely shattered due to Wen Hua's reckless and self-destructive behavior.

This thought gradually calmed Fu Shishen down.

His hands, tucked into his pockets, clenched slightly.

He would not allow any unexpected events to occur with the equity.

Wen Hua should love herself wholeheartedly, just like Jiang Ruan.

Instead of giving up and ruining everything.

He will definitely make Wen Hua fall in love with him again, and then she will have no more resistance.

He restrained his temper before walking towards Wen Hua.

Wen Hua was drinking milk tea, and she quieted down when Fu Shishen approached.

On the surface, she remained calm and composed.

But it was a real accident.

Because she couldn't sense Fu Shishen's hostility.

The previously arrogant and aggressive atmosphere vanished instantly, replaced by an unusually peaceful atmosphere.

Despite this peace, Wen Hua did not truly relax.

It was like a huge trap; if she wasn't careful, she would fall into it.

But Wen Hua didn't speak up.

Her brows furrowed only after Fu Shishen took the milk tea from her hand.

"Wen Hua, you're not allowed to drink this junk anymore. Don't you know pregnant women need to control their blood sugar?" Fu Shishen's tone was still harsh, but his attitude had softened.

Wen Hua paused for a moment, then looked at Fu Shishen with surprise.

Her provocation of Jiang Ruan made it obvious what would happen after the birthday party.

Given Fu Shishen's love for Jiang Ruan, this person would definitely not let him go.

As a result, Fu Shishen just let it go like that?

Did he not even intend to kill himself?

However, she still looked wary and cautiously at Fu Shishen.

"This kind of thing is not good for my son," Fu Shishen continued.

He even maintained a proper distance from Wen Hua to prevent her from becoming too nervous.

Wen Hua remained silent as Fu Shishen placed her milk tea aside.

"Wen Hua." Fu Shishen suddenly called out Wen Hua's name.

Wen Hua subconsciously looked at him.

A hint of seriousness appeared in his eyes, concealing his previous ruthlessness well, as he stared intently at Wen Hua.

Wen Hua did not avoid Fu Shishen's gaze.

He broke the silence once again: "Yes, I don't deny it. For the sake of the shares, I have to appease you and ensure the child is born safely. I also know that you can't really joke about this child and Wen Yin's life; you can't do that."

Wen Hua couldn't refute these words, and she continued to stare intently at Fu Shishen.

Fu Shishen then took a step closer to Wen Hua.

Wen Hua had nowhere to retreat; the kitchen counter was right behind her, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"Fu Shishen, what exactly are you going to do?" Wen Hua asked Fu Shishen.