Marital problems spiral out of control

When that handsome face loomed large before her, Wen Hua felt a sense of terror.

She saw murderous intent in Fu Shishen's eyes.

For a moment, Wen Hua was lifted up by Fu Shishen.

She was pregnant.

But I didn't gain much weight, and I still felt lightheaded.

The moment she was lifted up, her stomach tightened, and Wen Hua instinctively protected it.

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

Fu Shishen sneered and slammed Wen Hua against the wall.

Her spine hit the wall, and the soft padding cushioned the impact.

Otherwise, she would really think her spine was about to break.

"What are you doing? What did I tell you before? Don't provoke her anymore, but instead you keep provoking me?" Fu Shishen said darkly.

Wen Hua was still pinned to the wall, with Fu Shishen's hand gripping her neck.

The familiar feeling of suffocation washed over me.

Wen Hua's face was pale.

She was having difficulty breathing, and the baby inside her was writhing wildly—a distress signal.

"Baby... baby..." Wen Hua said with difficulty.

Fu Shishen then realized that Wen Hua was also pregnant.

He suddenly released his grip, and Wen Hua slid to the ground.

For a moment, the room was eerily quiet.

Fu Shishen clenched his fists tightly, but he made no move to help Wen Hua up.

Wen Hua sat on the ground, panting heavily.

Fu Shishen looked down at him, every word of which was a question.

"Wen Hua, you hired online trolls to push up comments saying Jiang Ruan is a mistress. She's pregnant now and can't afford to get emotional. She's innocent from beginning to end in this matter. Why are you still being so aggressive?" Fu Shishen's words were full of reproach towards Wen Hua.

Wen Hua looked up and then looked at Fu Shishen.

It was a state of utter despair.

When it comes to Jiang Ruan, there is absolutely no room for negotiation with Fu Shishen.

The one who is wrong is her, not Jiang Ruan.

Therefore, Wen Hua did not want to argue.

For someone who has confessed, there is no point in making excuses.

She looked calmly at Fu Shishen, her words haughty and defiant as she asked, "Fu Shishen, isn't Jiang Ruan a third party?"

Fu Shishen's expression changed instantly because of Wen Hua's words.

But Wen Hua didn't dodge at all, saying each word clearly: "You and I are husband and wife. She got pregnant during our marriage, so she's a third party. It doesn't matter who came first. If that's really how it is, then Fu Shishen, you're the complete scumbag who hid everything."

"Wen Hua, don't you need a lesson!" Fu Shishen was provoked by Wen Hua, gritting his teeth and looking at her with a gloomy expression.

She chuckled coldly, "You're angry now because I hurt your 'white moonlight,' isn't that right?"

"So you're the one who'll do this!" Fu Shishen said with increasing certainty.

But Wen Hua just stared at him intently.

Fu Shishen frowned, unable to fathom Wen Hua's thoughts for the first time.

That feeling of being out of control came rushing back.

A fierce glint flashed in Fu Shishen's eyes.

He suddenly had the idea of ​​killing Wen Hua.

However, due to Wen Hua's pregnancy, and the fact that the child was crucial to the equity, he held back.

His hands, clenched into fists, were in his pockets, and his suppressed emotions became increasingly tense.

Wen Hua seemed unconcerned by what Fu Shishen said, still smiling, "Fu Shishen, do you really not understand what Jiang Ruan is thinking? Do you really think I leaked this information? We've been married for seven years, and I thought you at least understood my temperament. I'm not the kind of person who would do something like this—shooting someone in the back. I've had countless opportunities in these seven years; why would I wait until now?"

Every word and sentence was a question to Fu Shishen.

Wen Hua looked at her openly and honestly, without any intention of avoiding her gaze.

Fu Shishen's expression changed repeatedly.

His idea was bluntly exposed by Wen Hua.

How could he not know what Jiang Ruan was thinking?

Jiang Ruan, clutching her guilt, was closing in step by step.

She'll put on a very polished facade, leaving you no room to argue.

Therefore, Fu Shishen was also unhappy, especially since Jiang Ruan had indeed been wronged because of him.

That's why he kept making concessions to Jiang Ruan.

But this doesn't mean that Wen Hua can simply tear off this layer of paper and take this matter seriously.

That would have made Fu Shishen lose face.

"Wen Hua, who gave you the audacity to interfere in my affairs?" Fu Shishen asked in a low, gloomy voice.

"I'm just stating the facts." Wen Hua looked up, still unyielding.

Fu Shishen was enraged and raised his hand instantly.

Wen Hua didn't even try to dodge.

She was waiting for Fu Shishen to make his move.

The slap never landed, and Wen Hua was unsure what Fu Shishen was going to do.

Fu Shishen was just looking at Wen Hua.

From this angle, the purplish-blue marks on the corner of his mouth are still shockingly visible.

Even the bloodstains had only recently dried.

Jiang Ruan is pregnant, and she has become much fuller-figured, with a rosy complexion.

Wen Hua, on the other hand, was completely the opposite.

There was no doubt that she wouldn't have been able to withstand that slap.

Fu Shishen gradually calmed down.

Wen Hua is pregnant with the child from the equity exchange, and he must ensure the child is born safely.

He also found a plausible reason for himself.

Soon, Fu Shishen lowered his hand.

Wen Hua was surprised, but didn't think much of it.

It was an instinctive reaction; she wanted to leave, afraid something might happen.

So she quickly stood up, but Fu Shishen reacted even faster, already pulling Wen Hua in front of him.

Wen Hua's furrowed brows were a sign of resistance.

The overly obvious conflict caused Fu Shishen's unusual emotions to vanish instantly.

His face darkened.

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

Fu Shishen accepted the call.

For some reason, when Wen Hua saw Xu Ming's call, her heart tightened, and an uneasy premonition kept piling up, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Fu Shishen had the speakerphone on and didn't let go of Wen Hua's hand.

Xu Ming's voice came through: "President Fu, Wen Yin's condition is unstable. The doctor didn't explain the specifics in detail, so we need you to come over."

"Hmm," Fu Shishen simply replied indifferently.

The call was then disconnected.

Because it was hands-free, Wen Hua naturally heard it too.

She tensed instantly and looked up at Fu Shishen: "What happened to Wen Yin? I need to go to the hospital to see a doctor!"

After saying that, Wen Hua was about to let go of Fu Shishen's hand.

Seeing this, Fu Shishen tightened his grip.

Wen Hua became anxious and struggled desperately.

But to no avail.

"Fu Shishen, let me go! I need to see Wen Yin. Wen Yin can't be in trouble." Wen Hua was truly anxious, her worry was palpable.

Fu Shishen chuckled, "Wen Hua, weren't you being stubborn just now? Why are you begging me now?"

The tone was sarcastic.

Wen Hua knew that he wanted her to back down.