Chapter 179 Shen Zhichu, are you trying to strangle me in the middle of the night?

Li Jing took a deep breath and said to the outside: "Bring the food up!"

Soon the maid brought a bowl of porridge. Li Jingshen reached out to take it, squatted on the ground, scooped half a spoonful of porridge and fed it to Shen Zhichu's mouth.

Soften your tone: "Eat it, it's not hot."

The porridge was nutritious and easily digestible, cooked till soft and sticky, with bits of minced meat. Chen Zhichu pursed his bloodless lips tightly, neither opening his mouth nor speaking. This situation was exactly as the housekeeper had described, like a puppet without a soul.

Li Jingshen was in a bad mood and didn't have the patience, so he stretched out his hands to pry open her mouth and force her to eat. Shen Zhichu was forced to open her mouth and the porcelain spoon went into her mouth, causing the corners of her mouth to burn with pain. The warm porridge poured down her throat, and the fishy smell of the minced meat made her stomach churn and she wanted to vomit.

Li Jingshen saw her eat it, and curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction. Before he could "praise" Shen Zhichu, she opened her mouth and spit it out.

There were traces of blood on the white glutinous porridge, and Li Jingshen's face looked extremely ugly. He had been feeling mixed emotions all the way back, like a lump in his throat. Seeing Shen Zhichu's upset look, he angrily threw the bowl and raised his hand.

Shen Zhichu's eyes finally showed the boss's expression. She glared at him fearlessly, without giving in at all, and raised her face, waiting for Li Jingshen's slap to fall.

Li Jingshen's hand suddenly stopped mid-air, his emotions indescribably complicated. He ultimately didn't slap him. "You're not going to die by banging your head against the wall, so now you're going to starve yourself to death? Shen Zhichu, do you think I have a good temper and I really don't dare to hit you?"

"Then go ahead and beat me, it would be better if you beat me to death." Apart from saying a few words to him on the phone, Shen Zhichu had been staring at the glass in silence all day. The words he spoke at this moment were very hoarse and intermittent and several words could not be heard clearly.

But Li Jingshen understood the coherence. Chen Zhichu was a rough stone. He would not give in to soft or hard tactics and would only confront them head-on until he was bruised all over.

Li Jingshen suddenly pushed her down on the bed, opened his mouth and bit her shoulder. The woman in his arms trembled slightly, struggled, and finally became powerless and calm, and there was blood on the corner of his lips.

He was like a bloodthirsty demon, wishing he could swallow her up and merge her into his own bones and blood.

Shen Zhichu was bitten hard, and his face remained numb and calm from beginning to end, without even a flicker of emotion. His eyes were as empty and lifeless as dead water, not like a living person.

Li Jingshen had never seen Shen Zhichu look so lifeless. There was clearly still breath on her nose, her chest was still breathing, and her body temperature was still there, but he felt like she was about to die.

This inexplicable panic made him unable to suppress the rage in his heart. She pinched Shen Zhichu's jaw with such force that it seemed as if she wanted to crush the bone.

"Chen Zhichu, if you want to commit suicide slowly in this way, believe it or not, I will tie you to the bed with ropes and make you a vegetable, relying on nutrient solution to keep you alive!" He didn't care whether Shen Zhichu was healthy or not, as long as she was alive.

Shen Zhichu began to tremble, but the frequency of the trembling was very small. If Li Jingshen hadn't held her, she wouldn't have felt it at all.

"I..." Shen Zhichu turned her eyes and met Li Jingshen's gaze. Li Jingshen had already taken her to Repulse Bay and locked her up. What else could he not do?

"Untie the chains on my feet. I won't run away and will eat well..."

"What qualifications do you have to make demands on me?" Li Jingshen sneered, his words tinged with sarcasm. "The mentally ill don't want to be locked up in a room. Do you want to go to a mental hospital?"

Shen Zhichu's eyes were red and full of hatred. Li Jingshen was a strong man and he always kept his word when he said it.

"I heard that the mental hospital in the north is pretty good. Do you want to stay there for a while?"

Mental hospitals in Chengdu are divided into two categories: one is ordinary mental hospitals, and the other is insane asylums.

The mental hospital is a terrifying place in Chengdu. The patients in it have violent tendencies and are often locked in small dark rooms where there is no light. There are always screams coming from there all night long.

When she was a child, Shen Changnan threatened her and locked her up in a mental hospital if she didn't obey. The fear she had been carrying with her since she was a child was engraved in her bones. Now, Li Jingshen's words instantly aroused the fear she had been hiding.

Li Jingshen glanced at the bowl of porridge on the ground and looked at her: "Choose for yourself, do you want to eat well, or be a 'vegetative person' or be sent to a mental hospital."

Shen Zhichu's eyelashes trembled and tears fell. She suddenly accepted her fate. She propped herself up and the sound of the iron chains on her feet shaking was extremely harsh in the quiet room.

She slid off the bed and ate from the bowl on the floor like a dog, sobbing and retching as she swallowed it down her throat. She clenched her teeth and pressed her tongue hard against her teeth.

Her stomach twitched suddenly. She was already weak, and her hand holding the bowl went limp. With a "bang", the bowl fell to the ground, and all the porridge inside spilled out.

She shrank her shoulders and looked at the porridge scattered on the ground with bloodshot eyes.

"Chen——" Li Jingshen had just opened his mouth when Shen Zhichu was frightened reflexively. He knelt on the ground, his hands trembling as he tried to pick up the bowl on the ground. He didn't care that the ground was dirty and reached out to grab the porridge on the ground and stuff it into his mouth.

Li Jingshen's pupils shrank, and he grabbed her hand and dragged her up from the ground.

Shen Zhichu stood up limply, his eyes red as he choked, "I'll eat it all..."

Li Jingshen frowned fiercely. He knew that he had pushed Shen Zhichu too hard. He took her to the bathroom to wash her hands. While wiping her face, he said gently, "Don't eat what fell on the ground. Shen Zhichu, I locked you up just to make you obedient, not to treat you like a dog. I don't ask for much. As long as you listen to me and eat well, that's enough."

"Be good and listen to me" are four seemingly ordinary words, but they contain so many things, such as, sleeping with him obediently, getting pregnant obediently according to his instructions, and giving birth to the child to Xia Mingyue obediently.

What’s the difference between such a life and being a dog?

Li Jingshen called the maid to clean the room, and then brought half a bowl of porridge to feed Shen Zhichu.

Shen Zhichu still had an overreaction. His stomach felt uncomfortable and he wanted to vomit everything he ate.

This half bowl of porridge went more smoothly than the previous one. Li Jingshen nodded in satisfaction: "Wouldn't it have been better if you did this earlier? You have to make me angry."

Shen Zhichu nodded, tears still hanging on her eyelashes.

Li Jingshen reached out and wiped it off for her. "Eat your food well from now on, or I'll really send you to a mental hospital and lock you up with a nutrient solution."

Shen Zhichu continued to nod.

Chen Zhichu is a typical person who forgets the pain. No matter how many times he is hit, he remains the same. However, this time he learned his lesson and finally became more obedient. He can eat and talk now.

Li Jingshen would only open the chain on Shen Zhichu's feet when giving her a bath. After a quick wash, he would change her feet and continue to lock them.

The chain rubbed off a layer of skin on her right foot. The wound didn't look big but it was extremely painful. After Li Jingshen applied medicine to her, he temporarily found a pair of socks for her to wear.

Shen Zhichu exudes exquisiteness from head to toe, even her feet are small and delicate, white and clean, with a delicate pink on her fingertips, making people unable to help but hold them in their palms and play with them.

After Li Jingshen put on her socks, he loosened her ankles and glanced at the row of teeth marks on her shoulder intentionally or unintentionally.

Li Jingshen had no intention of applying medicine. He wished that Shen Zhichu would have a mark of his on his body.

When sleeping, Li Jingshen picked up the chain on the ground and moved it to the other side of the bed and then tied Shen Zhichu in his arms.

Shen Zhichu had lived for twenty-four years and had never seen a person as paranoid and perverted as Li Jingshen. She couldn't sleep with her eyes open. Li Jingshen held her hand heavily on his chest, like a heavy shackle that made it hard for her to breathe.

Li Jingshen couldn't sleep either. His mind was full of Bai Qiu and Shen Zhichu, and he thought of the looks the two had exchanged in the orphanage.

Fate is really a wonderful thing. One is to accumulate virtue for eight lifetimes to meet someone, while the other is to be unlucky for eight lifetimes.

Shen Zhichu stayed up till the second half of the night with her eyes closed. Insomnia made her increasingly irritable. She opened her eyes and looked at the man holding her.

She hated him, but she had to admit that her hatred came from love. She hated herself more than she hated Li Jingshen.

Li Jingshen is now her inner demon. He drives her crazy and drags her into this endless hell. She struggles in dire straits while he just watches the joke from the shore.

Shen Zhichu gently removed Li Jingshen's arm that was across her, then sat up. Her hand groped in the dark and finally touched the cold chain. She held it in her hand and heard a slight rustling sound.

She tightened the chain in her hand and gradually moved closer to Li Jingshen's neck. A vicious thought arose in her mind: strangle him to death here.

Her wide-open eyes were filled with tears, and she approached the sleeping man, her hands shaking.

Before Shen Zhichu could put her idea into practice, Li Jingshen suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sinister, and his line of sight moved from her face to the iron chain in her hand.

Li Jingshen raised his hand and clamped Shen Zhichu's jaw, his eyebrows narrowed slightly and his teeth were white: "Shen Zhichu, do you want to strangle me to death in the middle of the night?"