Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Shen Wanci's whole body was a little fried, and she put her hand on Bo Jingzhou's shoulder, "Bo Jingzhou, don't get excited."

If it were normal times, she would never think that Bo Jingzhou would do anything to her, but he was drunk now, and drunk people have no sense.

Sure enough, her resistance was rewarded with stronger treatment from the man.

The apartment is not large, and the distance from the door to the bed is less than ten meters.

But he didn't even want to go further than this distance. He directly held her face and kissed her again. The edge of the shoe cabinet touched her back. Although it wasn't painful, it was really uncomfortable.

Shen Wanci pushed away and said, "Don't touch me."

She wanted to push him away, but the man's strength was too great. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free of his hand around her waist.

Bo Jingzhou's lips were empty, and he was not in a hurry to kiss her again, but just maintained this posture and looked at her with half-lowered eyes.

Shen Wanci's fair face was full of disgust. If it weren't for his hands being restrained behind her back and unable to break free, Bo Jingzhou doubted that she would slap him again without hesitation.

He pressed his cheek, and an unknown chuckle escaped from his throat. His voice was hoarse with lust. He reached out and pinched Shen Wanci's face, forcing her to turn back.

The airtight kiss fell on her face, rolling down her chin and the side of her face, leaving a trace of pink on her fair skin.

Because she just went downstairs to have something to eat, Shen Wanci only wore a bottoming shirt, a sweater and cardigan, and an ankle-length down jacket, which made it easier for Bo Jingzhou to carry out his murderous act.

She almost screamed, any refusal and struggle were useless, even those words scolding him fell on deaf ears by him.

Bo Jingzhou restrained her with one hand, and the other hand became more and more rough. His breath fell on her skin. The man sneered, "As soon as he comes back, are you going to be a chaste martyr?"

Even as he spoke, his lips did not completely leave her body.

Shen Wanci's mind went blank. She was forced to retreat by Bo Jingzhou's strong occupation. Her hands were groping randomly on the shoe cabinet. When her fingertips touched something, she grabbed it and threw it at the man——

With a "dong" sound, the kiss that made people unable to even breathe stopped!

Shen Wanci stared blankly at the blood that suddenly overflowed from Bo Jingzhou's forehead. He let go of his hand and the things in his hand fell to the ground...

It was an aromatherapy decoration placed on the shoe cabinet.

Bo Jingzhou remained motionless, letting the blood on his forehead flow down like a stream, without even showing the slightest hint of pain on his face.

He looked down at Shen Wanci. The light in the entrance hall had been knocked shut at some point, leaving only a little light coming from the window.

His bloody face looked a bit scary in this blurry light.

Shen Wanci suddenly panicked: "Sorry, I'll call you an ambulance."

Although Bo Jingzhou didn't seem to have any other symptoms and was in a good mental state, it was his head that was hit. Going to the hospital for a detailed examination would put him at ease. The wound on his forehead also needed to be wrapped.

Although she wanted a divorce, she never thought about Bo Jingzhou's death.

This man just doesn't like her, but he hasn't treated her badly in other ways. He can swipe unlimited black cards without her having to fulfill her obligations, and she doesn't need to do the work of serving tea and serving people. Mixed with feelings, it is a life that many people dream of.

But once I have other expectations, every minute and every second is torture.

It's hard for a woman not to be tempted by a man like Bo Jingzhou.

If there were no debt of [-] million yuan, the money she earned now would be enough for her to live without worries about food and clothing. There was really no need to force herself to endure such psychological torture.

Living an unhappy life is likely to lead to a short life!

Shen Wanci originally wanted to get the medicine box, but she remembered that she had just moved here yesterday and had not had time to prepare these things.

Bo Jingzhou closed his eyes, seemed a little dizzy, and sneered: "Are you afraid that I will die?"

He smiled faintly and said, "If I die, no one will bother you anymore. Although the Nie family will definitely not let Yucheng marry a widow, if he really loves you, he might be willing to take you out to beg for food."

Shen Wanci pulled out a handful of tissue and pressed it roughly on his wound, "Even a hole in your forehead won't stop you from being a bitch."

Even if Nie Yucheng leaves the house, he won't be reduced to begging. This person can't live for a day without slandering others, right?

She rolled her eyes and said, "I'm afraid you will die in my hands. I don't want to go to prison and paste paper boxes in my youth. Who wants to fall in love at dusk when I can find a handsome and young man to fall in love with?"

Shen Wanci bent down to pick up the bag on the ground. As soon as he took out his mobile phone and wanted to call 120, Bo Jingzhou stopped him: "Uncle Jiang is downstairs."

His condition is not serious and does not require emergency rescue. The bleeding on his forehead has stopped with a tissue, so there is no need to waste rescue resources.

Downstairs, Uncle Jiang was smoking. When he saw Shen Wanci holding Bo Jingzhou down with half of his face covered in blood, he was so frightened that he almost burst into tears. He hurriedly threw away the cigarette and went up to him: "Young madam, why is the young master so seriously injured? ?”

Shen Wanci: This question is really hard to answer.

She is not afraid of Uncle Jiang, but if the news reaches Jiang Yazhu's ears, it will inevitably make her think wildly.

In a normal couple, no wife would smash a hole in her husband's head!

Bo Jingzhou looked at her leisurely and had no intention of helping her out.

Shen Wanci lied without a blush and a heartbeat: "He fell. Next time he will get drunk again. Uncle Jiang, just send him back directly. Don't let him jump around. If I hadn't been quick to pull him out today, , it is estimated that the injury will be a little more serious."

Bo Jingzhou: "..."

He just looked at Shen Wanci and described her from a perpetrator to a good person who acted bravely in a few words.

Uncle Jiang looked embarrassed, "Young madam, why don't you move back? I, a servant, am not qualified to take care of the young master's affairs."

There is a private hospital nearby, only ten minutes' drive away.

After bandaging Bo Jingzhou's wound, the doctor said, "There should be no big problem. If you are really worried, you can do a brain CT. You can also observe it first and do it if you have symptoms of dizziness, vomiting, or drowsiness."

Bo Jingzhou glanced at the woman beside him who said nothing, "Doctor, I live alone."

"That's not possible. Family members must be watching. Some concussion reactions are not obvious in the early stage. Otherwise, you can stay in the hospital for one night or have a brain CT now."

Shen Wanci: "Doctor, please order a CT scan."

Bo Jingzhou: "No CT scan."

She became impatient: "Then we will be hospitalized."

He said calmly: "I won't be hospitalized."

Shen Wanci was a little angry. After struggling for so long, she was so hungry that she had a stomachache: "It's neither this nor that, so what do you want to do? Then you go back to live with mom?"

Bo Jingzhou: "You beat me, what do you want me to do?"