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"Lu Shaoming, stop the car, stop for me!"

Shi Wenqian used all of his strength to shout out, he felt that his heart was beating really hard, and his body was covered in terror and panic.

However, Lu Shaoming turned a deaf ear to her words, and continued to step on the gas pedal until it reached its limit, the car kept accelerating, and kept speeding.

The cars by the side of the road all turned on their warning lights and hid far away. They were probably worried that something might happen to the car, so they tried their best to stay away from it.

Finally, on the riverbank, the sound of brakes could be heard. After a long distance of friction, Sibel finally came to a sudden stop.

As the speed was too fast and the inertia was too great, even though he was wearing the safety belt, Shi Wenqian's body still tilted forward and crashed into the window of the car.

Her hands gripped the armrest tightly, feeling as if her entire body had collapsed. Her entire body felt weak, her legs were weak, and her heartbeat gradually calmed down with great difficulty.

Lu Shaoming's cold and indifferent voice slowly sounded by his ear, without any emotion or warmth.

"Shi Wenqian, do you really think I can't do anything to you? You actually came to this kind of place to play? Do you think I don't exist as a husband? "

He let out a cold laugh, and the deep, powerful voice continued to come out of his throat.

"Today, this is just a small warning for you. As your Mrs. Lu, you better behave, otherwise don't blame me for using some tricks."

Shi Wenqian tried his best to calm his chaotic and hurried breathing. He could feel the terror and malice of the people around him, and he could feel a kind of bloodthirsty and cold factor hidden deep down in his bones.

It was she who had forgotten about Lu Shaoming's cruel and terrifying aura. A light breeze blew over from the river, bringing along a refreshing cold water that sobered one up quite a bit.

It seemed like he had to use other ways to take revenge on Lu Shaoming in the future. This man was usually calm and collected, but his body was actually filled with the cruel cells of bloodlust and violence.

After Lu Shaoming finished speaking, he slowly stepped on the gas pedal, his long and well-proportioned fingers moved the steering wheel as he drove in the direction of his home.

Along the way, Shi Wenqian kept silent as he looked out the window. The two people in the carriage kept silent, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive. Only a cold wind blew in from the window.

After reaching home, before the car even stopped, Shi Wenqian opened the car door and walked out. The sound of the door closing was loud, and people behind him were ignored.

When she came out, Lu Shaoming was sitting on the sofa in the living room, eating medicine. After eating the medicine, he drank a cup of water from the tea table, and then, in front of her, he undid the bandage on the table.

Lu Shaoming's wound was close to his left shoulder, and it was probably caused when he removed the bandage on his left shoulder.

After Shi Wenqian poured a cup of water for himself, he turned around and directly entered the bedroom. He did not care about Lu Shaoming behind him, and the sound of the bedroom door closing quickly came over.

Looking at her beautiful back as she left, Lu Shaoming couldn't help but sneer. The smile on the corner of his mouth had a hint of ridicule, as if he was laughing at himself.

It took him a long time to retract his gaze from the closed door and continue his actions. He slowly removed the bandage that he had bandaged himself with much difficulty.

Indeed, the wound had been split open.

Just when he was about to change the medicine, the bedroom door suddenly opened. Shi Wenqian walked towards him, and under his astonished gaze, sat down beside him.

She took the medicine from his hand and carefully put it on for him. She looked very serious. Her hair was hanging down casually like seaweed and her face was full of purity.

Lu Shaoming's injuries were indeed very severe. Even though Shi Wenqian had thought that his injuries were extremely severe, her heart still trembled when she saw the deep festering wounds.

That piece of flesh had already completely rotted and collapsed. The flesh was blurry, and one could even see the faintly discernible bones. Blood was still continuously flowing out.

It seemed like she was quite vicious before, but the little pain in her body was nothing compared to the injuries she had previously suffered.

At that time, both her body and mind had been greatly tormented and wounded, as though she was a piece of broken glass that had been smashed into pieces.

Lu Shaoming looked at the girl's white and delicate face that was as silky and tender as fine silk under the warm yellow light. Her thick eyelashes helplessly blinked.

He looked like a pure and beautiful little angel. His heart was slightly moved, as if he was lightly scratched by a soft feather.

The itch extended all the way to the bottom of his heart. No matter how he tried to grab onto it, he couldn't. He could only allow it to grow.

Lu Shaoming couldn't help but sneer when he saw her covering him with a clean bandage again and the expression on her face looked as if she was cherishing him.

"Shi Wenqian, are you pitying me or pitying me? I never thought that the cold-blooded and heartless Mrs. Lu would actually still possess compassion! "

Shi Wenqian's hands still did not stop moving, his movements seemed to have become even more gentle and careful. After tying up the bandage, he tied up a very beautiful butterfly knot at the end.

She slowly raised her head. Perhaps it was because of the light, but her eyes revealed a hint of gentleness and warmth.

"Lu Shaoming, even a stray dog would find it hard to bear seeing it hurt like this, but I just don't want you to die that quickly! Our marriage has only just begun. After such a long life, we should be able to slowly torture her for the rest of her life. This is really interesting, right?

The meaning behind her words was that in her heart, Lu Shaoming's status was not even comparable to a beast.

"Shi Wenqian, you're really ruthless!"

"Thank you for your praise, but compared to Young Master Lu, I'm not too ruthless. When did I become a heartless person like Young Master Lu? Then I can be considered to have learned Young Master Lu's essence!"

Lu Shaoming looked at the girl's pretty and delicate face, leaned over and kissed her, pressing her down on the sofa behind him.

Shi Wenqian immediately struggled, his movements nimble and nimble as he dodged Yue Yang's kiss. Both of his hands pushed against Yue Yang's chest, refusing to struggle at all.

Probably because he was injured, she pushed him away this time. She stood up from the sofa and looked down at him, a faint smile on her lips.

"Lu Shaoming, your injuries! Even if you want to die, I still don't want you to die so quickly! "

She turned and walked quickly to the bedroom.

Lu Shaoming watched her back as she left and let out a cold snort, as if he was laughing at himself.

They were probably going to go on like this for their entire lives. She didn't want him to die for this reason. What was he trying to ask for? This was good too, at least for the rest of his life!

His eyes slowly squinted, seeing that the screen of the phone on the table lit up, the caller ID was Shi Rong, he stopped for a moment, and directly ended the call.

He leaned back on the sofa behind him, lost in the contemplation of the past, thinking of something troubling, and habitually fished a cigarette out of his pocket.

Soon the living room was filled with smoke, and the smoke spread in circles in the air.