My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

"Homi, come here."

Jiang Bomei stumbled over with the skirt in her mouth.

Shi Jin knelt down and patted Jiang Bomei's head: "I'm just here to look for the dog, you continue."

After saying that, he led Jiang Jiusheng away. The round, snow-white Pomeranian dog followed with a sapphire blue skirt in its mouth. Qin Mingzhu followed without saying a word. Qin Xiaozhou turned around and asked seriously: "Dad, do you want it?" Can I help you clear the place?"

Qin Xing threw the pillow angrily: "Get out!"

Well, he got out.

After leaving the small building, Shi Jin turned around and looked at Qin Xiaozhou: "We want to destroy the body and eliminate all traces."

He pointed to the skirt that the Pomeranian had taken out.

Jiang Bomei barked, spit out her skirt, and rubbed the grass on the ground with her mouth, looking disgusted.

Qin Xiaozhou also gained experience. Shi Jin became a spirit, and so did his dog. He picked up the skirt with two fingers in disgust, took out a lighter, and lit a fire.

After about ten minutes, the guests dispersed, leaving only silence in the courtyard. The glazed lamps on the Roman columns had not yet been closed, and the air was still filled with the aroma of wine and a faint smell of blood.

On the projection screen, the video scrolled silently.

Yuwen Chongchong stood upright, blocking half of the projector's light, with mottled spots falling on his black suit jacket.

Footsteps approach.

He turned back: "You know what I'm going to do?"

Yuwen Tansheng held his hands and leaned against the wine table in front: "I know."

Having been in the officialdom for many years, the city government is naturally rich, how could he not notice it at all.

Yuwen rushed and turned around. The bright white light of the projector hit his face. The light was dazzling. He squinted his eyes slightly: "Then what are you doing?"

The video on the screen was not the one he had prepared before. It was Yuwen Tansheng's driving record. The original video had not been processed, and the faces of the two people could be clearly distinguished.

Instead of stopping it, it only added fuel to the fire.

Yuwen Tansheng turned off the video: "I'm helping you get rid of your worries." His tone did not fluctuate and he said straightforwardly, "If the Xu family is more arrogant, you will not be able to defeat them. You must solve this problem before I fall."

Therefore, he made arrangements, whether it was officialdom or a cocktail party, he made preparations for it, and he broke up with the Xu family and drained the firepower.

"Since you know that I want to pull you down," there was wind at night and the cool autumn night made the corners of his eyes turn red. His eyes were similar to Yuwen Tansheng's, as deep and desolate. He asked him, "Why don't you Prevent?"

Yuwen Tansheng asked back: "Why should I stop him?" He said matter-of-factly, "You are my son. Who else has the qualifications except you?"

If he were to be overthrown, it would only be someone from his Yuwen family who would take action.

He was playing with the projector's page-turning pen in his hand, frowning as if he was smiling, and said, "No matter how much I don't like it, you are still my son, and no one else can touch it." He looked up and looked at Yuwen's charge, "That one from the Xu family A thousand pieces of gold are not worthy of you."

When the wind blew, Yuwen's eyes turned red.

He realized that he had never known his father, and in retrospect, it seemed that they had never spoken so calmly.

Perhaps, apart from his appearance, he still has something like him, stubborn and decisive.

Yuwen Chong turned away his eyes and scolded: "You're a madman." His throat was choked, "My mother is also a madman."

Regarding Ms. Tang, Yuwen Tansheng had no words.

Neither father nor son looked at each other, they each looked into the distance, with similar eyebrows and similar expressions.

"The doctor said that she is not sick and is conscious. She hurt others intentionally just to save you." That crazy woman is not only crazy, but also stupid. Yuwen Chongchong was silent for a moment, his eyes were a little hot, and he lowered his eyelashes, " She knew I was going to do something to you, so she pushed herself out.”

Yuwen Tansheng still said nothing.

"dad."

He looked up.

I can't remember how long it has been since he shouted like this.

"Even if it is a huge grudge, it should be settled." After saying that, Yuwen turned around and entered the room, his pupils slightly red.

Tianbei Hospital.

At nine twenty-four, the door to the emergency operating room opened, and the attending doctor came out and took off his mask.

Xu Pingzheng asked anxiously: "Doctor, how is my daughter?"

The attending doctor is the deputy chief physician of the General Surgery Department. His surname is Xu. He is in his forties and has a serious face. He answered the patient's family: "The wound is very deep and there should be scars."

All the Xu family members sitting on the chairs came forward.

Xu Qingbo is a doctor. He asked more professionally and specifically: "Can it be repaired surgically? How long will it take to remove the scar?"

"The specific situation can only be evaluated after the wound has healed, but don't be too nervous. Today's plastic repair technology is very mature, and there will be basically no difference after the operation."

Xu Qingbo understood: "Thank you, Doctor Xu."

"You're welcome."

"I'm going to go through the hospitalization procedures." Xu Qingbo said.

Xu Pingzheng nodded, turned to the old man and said, "Dad, you all go back first. Qingbo and I will stay in the hospital."

Xu Huarong echoed.

After all, the old man is old and can't afford to bother.

"Don't be too impatient about the Yuwen family's affairs. Let's find out first. Mr. Yuwen and I have known each other for many years. The military and political circles have always been in harmony with each other." Mr. Xu said seriously, "If it is a family matter, in private The solution should not be resolved as a last resort and should not escalate to political matters."

Xu Ping responded: "I know."

The deeper the night, the colder the wind.

The window was blown slightly, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a cool breeze swept in. The lights were not turned on in the room, and the door was halfway open, letting in a little light.

The person on the bed opened his eyes, but did not move. He stared at the white ceiling above and shouted: "Qin Sheng."

The night was quiet, with a slight echo.

There was no response, and the shadow reflected in the door remained motionless.

Ms. Tang turned her head, facing the light, and could only see a vague outline: "Is that you?" The voice was hard, dry and hoarse. The light and shadow in her empty eyes were slowly gathering, and the bloodshot eyes in her pupils were red. " Tan Sheng, have you come to see me?"

"Um."

Yuwen Tansheng walked out of the light and stood in front of her. There was nothing in his quiet eyes. He said, "Hongyue, let's get a divorce."

Hongyue.

He hadn't called her that for a long, long time.

After being quiet for a long time, Ms. Tang nodded: "Okay."

Yuwen Tansheng turned around and went out.

"Qin Sheng,"

She called out to him, but he turned his back and did not turn around.

"I didn't mean it." Ms. Tang said suddenly.

"What did you say?" Yuwen Tansheng raised his eyes and looked along the light.

Her face was very pale, and her hair was disheveled. Perhaps it was due to the light, but her temples were a little white.

When she was young, she was very beautiful, proud and flamboyant. She was completely different from the way she was lying here now, like a bright flower that had failed to bloom and was lifeless.

She didn't answer for a long time, and Yuwen Tansheng asked again: "What did you say? What was not intentional?"

With empty eyes filled with tears, she looked at him and said, "I didn't push Xiao Ru downstairs on purpose, I pulled her." There were slight lines at the corners of her eyes, tears rolled down her eyes, and she choked, "I didn't push her downstairs." …”

"Why didn't you say it then?"

Ms. Tang raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes: "Will you still marry me if I tell you?"

Won't.

He married her just to get revenge on her.

She propped herself up, struggled to sit up, and smiled: "But I am also really bad. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have fallen down, and your child wouldn't have died. I'm afraid of her death, but I'm also glad that she died." Only when she dies will you marry me and look back at me."

However, in twenty-eight years, he had never looked at her. He retaliates against her, and she retaliates against him. It seems that this is the only way to let him know that she, Tang Hongyue, is his Yuwen Tansheng's wife.

"Qin Sheng,"

She covered her face and sobbed softly: "Sheng Qin, I hate you, I hate you so much."

He was silent for a long time.

"Then just hate it."

Turning around and leaving, he walked to the door, paused, looked back, and suddenly remembered that under the locust tree that year, a bright girl walked towards him with a camera and called him Brother Tansheng.

They are childhood sweethearts and have known each other their entire lives.

She was only seven years old at that time, and when playing house, she always wanted to be his wife. When he was young, he thought that he would marry her and live the rest of his life in an ordinary way.

Until a girl named Xiao Ru amazed all his youth, but her life was too short.

In the end, he married Tang Hongyue and failed her.

That night.

A well-known entertainment blogger exposed a piece of gossip. The famous Zhongnan Master Qin and the famous young actor Fu Dongqing had an uncontrollable and passionate affair at a banquet. There are pictures and the truth, revealing the marriage between the Qin family and the Fu family. The true situation.

Fu Dongqing’s fans: “…”

grass!

That's the feeling - the feeling of eating shit.

The melon-eating masses will be happy. The old and young couple, the pornographic photos, the actress who is pure and self-conscious, and the overlord on the road who is over fifty years old, it is a good show.

After Shi Jin finished washing, Jiang Jiusheng was still browsing on the tablet, sitting on the bed and staring at the screen intently. She didn't even look up when he walked over.

He sat by the bed: "Shengsheng, it's eleven o'clock." It's time to go to bed.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't look up and was scrolling through Weibo: "Watch it for a while." She hadn't found anything about Yuwen's family yet, so she felt uneasy.

"Looking at it for a long time will hurt your eyes."

Shi Jin went to get her tablet, but she dodged.

He frowned, lifted her chin directly, leaned in and kissed her.

Jiang Jiusheng was a little itchy by him and stepped back.

Shi Jin took the tablet away from her hand, laid down on her shoulders, put his hands on her waist, and coaxed, "Hey, don't move, let me kiss you for a while."

She stopped moving and lay down for Shi Jin to kiss.

He was patient. He started from her forehead and kissed her downwards one by one. His lips were cool and soft, sometimes light and sometimes heavy. His hands followed her waist to her collar and unbuttoned two buttons. He lowered his head and concentrated on her. There were a bunch of marks on his neck.

Mo Bing said that no hickeys should be left in obvious places.

The neck is not obvious, Jiang Jiusheng thought. It was getting cold anyway, so he could wear clothes to cover it, so he let Shi Jin do it.

The third button was unbuttoned, and his lips fell on her chest. She held down his hand: "You can't do it." She whispered, "I'm on my period."

Shi Jin frowned: "Five days early."

"Um."

Her childhood has always been unpredictable, but now it is much better. In the past few months, it was a common thing. Shi Jin paid more attention to it and took her to see a Chinese medicine doctor, especially her diet. He was very strict.

He helped her put her clothes in order: "Does it hurt this time?"

"It doesn't hurt much."

Shi Jin stood up and said, "I'll make some ginger syrup for you."

Jiang Jiusheng pulled him and shook his head: "It's too late. I won't drink anymore. It's not that uncomfortable." Her hands were a little cold, so she got into Shi Jin's pajamas, hugged his waist, and rubbed her head against his legs. "Baidu said that girls who do not have accurate periods are less likely to get pregnant."

Shi Jin held her hand and covered it with her: "Don't think so wildly."

Jiang Jiusheng looked up at him: "Should I go to the hospital for a check-up?"

"It's only been a few months, don't be impatient." He lifted the quilt, wrapped her in it, and lay down with her in his arms, "Shengsheng, do you want a child so much?"

"Yeah." She joked seriously, "There are always people who care about you. I want to be early. Mother is worth the price of son."

Shi Jin smiled and corrected her: "The son is more valuable than the mother."

Jiang Jiusheng smiled and said nothing, and put his hands into his clothes and went up.

He grabbed her hand: "Don't touch it." He said, "Otherwise, I'll do it even more."

His body was not very controlled, and when she touched it, he reacted strongly.

Jiang Jiusheng behaved and stopped touching his abdominal muscles. She held his hand and placed it on her stomach: "Shi Jin, it hurts a little. Please rub it for me."

Her voice was soft, like a coquettish one.

Shi Jin pecked her on the lips, placed his palm on her belly, and rubbed it gently in circles.

She squinted her eyes comfortably, her whole body was soft and nestled in Shi Jin's arms.

Jiang Jiusheng, who bleeds but does not shed tears, has also learned to act coquettishly. She still finds it inconceivable that she still looks as cold as before: "Once I went hiking with Xie Dang and broke two ribs. I didn't feel much pain. The bones were set." She didn't say a word at all, but Xie Dang cried all the way." She sighed, "Why am I so squeamish now."

Acting coquettishly and shouting that it hurts.

She wasn't like this before, she was used to pumping her fists, and her youngest daughter didn't know much about things at home, but why was it that she didn't know how to do it without a teacher here.

Shi Jin laughed and said, "You're not squeamish." He reached out and turned off the light in the master bedroom, turned on the small bedside lamp, and whispered, "If I had been by your side at that time, you wouldn't have cried out in pain."

Jiang Jiusheng thought for a while: "Why not."

He shook his head: "Shengsheng, you will only tell me when you feel a little pain. If the pain is really severe, you will endure it."

She was very tolerant, not to mention broken ribs, and she didn't even utter a sound when the surgery was done without anesthesia.

She asked knowingly: "Why are you enduring it?"

"I'm afraid I'll feel bad."

It's like this. When it hurts a little bit, she will shout and ask him to comfort her. When it hurts a lot, she doesn't want him to know. She laughs: "Doctor Shi, how come you know me better than I know myself?"

Because he loves her more than she loves herself.

Shi Jin let go of her: "I'll cook you something hot. You can take a nap first."

"Um."

He cooked longan, red dates and ginger sugar soup for her. Just as he turned off the fire, Qin Xing called.

"Hello."

Qin Xing directly ordered: "Come to the hotel."

Shi Jin was lukewarm: "It's too late, my girlfriend is going to bed."

"..."

Damn thing!

Qin Xing sneered and roared like a bell: "You are paying less and less attention to me, and you even dare to plot against me."

Shi Jin calmly said: "It has nothing to do with me."

Qin Xing sneered and asked angrily: "You brought the man here, and the dog only listened to you. How can you make me believe that it has nothing to do with you?"

Too many coincidences put together must be man-made.

He still had a calm and unconcerned tone, and only asked Qin Xing: "Do you have any evidence?"

No.

It clearly seemed full of loopholes, but there was no solid evidence. He couldn't find a reason to deal with it. One, two, and three of them were all his own sons, so they couldn't all collapse.

Shi Jin took the bowl and poured out the soup, and said in a somewhat prevaricating tone: "I have nothing to say. When you have evidence, come and confront me."

"Shi Jin!"

Just as Qin Xing finished shouting angrily, he heard from the other side: "Dududududu..."

"..."

Wolf cub!

Qin Xing was so angry that he threw his cell phone and stood up from the sofa in the presidential suite: "You still haven't told me the truth!"

Qin Xiaozhou stood aside and shouted: "I was wronged."

"How dare you make excuses for me." Qin Xing tapped his crutch on the sofa.

Qin Xiaozhou was so frightened that he took three steps back and insisted: "I didn't." He said sincerely, "Dad, you were drunk yourself. I kindly sent you to rest -"

Unable to listen any more, Qin Xing interrupted: "Good intentions? Are you so kind that you want to get rid of Qin Feng?"

He immediately explained plausibly: "Qin Feng went to help me find a watch. I haven't been willing to wear the one you gave me, and I don't know where it went." A sad expression changed on his face, "Yes. My son is unfilial and actually lost the only gift you gave me."

Pack! Then install it!

Just like his mother, a drama queen!

Qin Xing snorted: "Then how do you explain Fu Dongqing?"

Qin Xiao looked innocent on Monday: "I didn't know. She walked in by herself. If you don't believe me, you can ask the waiters at Yuwen's family. No one forced her." He thought for a while, then said in a serious tone, "Maybe she just fell in love with her. Father, you want to be the fourth wife of our Qin family. When you see father, you are drunk and unconscious, you get interested, and the overlord stiffens his bow——"

Qin Xing walked over with a cane.

Qin Xiaozhou shouted: "Ah!"

Damn it, this old man is so ruthless at the age when he has one foot in the coffin.

He crossed his arms and rubbed them.

Qin Xing was so angry that his neck was red. If he didn't have a gun in his hand, he would have taken out his weapon long ago: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you now!"

Without thinking, Qin Xiaozhou stretched out his hand, raised three fingers, and said loudly and righteously: "I swear to God, if I lie, I will have no descendants."

Anyway, he didn't want to save seeds, and he wasn't afraid of coming true.

"I'll break your legs first."

After saying that, this time with all his strength, Qin Xing hit Qin Xiaozhou on the calf with his crutch.

"..."

I can't scream, it hurts.

Qin Xiaozhou hugged his legs and sat on the ground. His forehead was covered with sweat, and his right leg could not be used at all. It was burning.

Damn it, tiger poison can't even eat its seeds, you beast!

Qin Xing looked at him condescendingly, his eagle eyes gloomy: "How much alcohol do I have? I wouldn't know what was in the glass of wine you gave me, wouldn't I know? And the marketing account that broke the news, without you Whose instructions do she dare?"

Sure enough, he is very cunning.

Qin Xiaozhou gasped in pain.

Qin Xing walked up to him with a cane, his eyes were cold: "Huh, don't let me find out anything, otherwise,"

Words, click to the end.

Otherwise, it will collapse with one shot, right?

Old thing! Go check it out. Anyway, they canceled it after breaking the news. There are so many retweeted accounts, let’s see if you can check it out!

Qin Xiaozhou lay directly on the ground, panting like a dog: "No matter how many times you ask me to say it, it's the same, my son is wronged!"

Shi Jin made suggestions and those whose bodies should be destroyed were also destroyed. It was found out that he was the grandson! Just deny it to death! Let’s see if he can still destroy three sons at once!

Qin Xing snorted coldly and walked away on crutches.

When the door of the suite was closed, Qin Xiao Zhoucai screamed, wiped the cold sweat from his head, touched his cell phone and dialed a number: "Damn it, Qin Mingzhu, come here, my legs are broken."

One night, the Internet was turned upside down.

Two pieces of news directly dominated the headlines. One was about the affair between Mr. Qin, the leading overlord in the service industry, and Fu Dongqing, the daughter of the Fu family. The other was about official secrets. According to well-known sources, Mrs. Yuwen was in the relationship with General Yuwen. Violence was committed in public at the birthday banquet, and the mayor's daughter was brutally disfigured. The specific reason for the conflict is still unknown. Some people rumored that Mrs. Yuwen was crazy, while others said that the mayor's daughter was unclean. There were even various versions of the murder.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Mr. Yuwen, his son and grandson visited the Xu family.

At nine o'clock, the sun has already shone on the hospital bed. The autumn sun is a bit bleak. The sunlight is inconspicuous orange. The white sheets are covered with a layer of color, and the light and shadow dance on the pale face.

The person lying on the hospital bed was lying on her side. The exposed half of her face was tied with white gauze, along with her right eye. Her left eyelid moved and she opened her eyes.

Xu Pingzheng stood up immediately in front of the hospital bed: "Zhenzhen, you're awake."

Xu Zhenzhen raised her hand to block the dazzling light. Her mouth was dry and her voice was hoarse: "Dad."

Xu Pingzheng looked at her nervously: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Dad, go call the doctor."

She turned over in discomfort, and when she moved, the pain on her right cheek made her break into a cold sweat, and her pupils suddenly opened wide. She reached out and touched, only to touch a thick layer of gauze, which felt burning pain when she touched it. Panicked: "Dad, how is my face?"

Xu Pingzheng said nothing.

Her eyes turned red with anxiety: "Why don't you speak? Is my face ruined?"