Chapter 125 Have you fallen in love with Jiang Shiyuan?!

Xie Yuexi quickly turned around and forced a smile:

"Brother, who else could I say? Of course, it's my little sister Zhixin."

Xie Jinghuai suddenly looked at Song Xiewen and spoke coldly:

"Xiewen, can you even control your wife's foul mouth?"

Xie Yuexi felt a chill run down her spine.

Song Xiewen laughed as if he were crying, "I...I..."

"If you can't handle it, then I'll handle it for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Jinghuai raised his hand and suddenly pinched the flesh at the corner of Xie Yuexi's mouth with his fingertips.

The force was terrifying, as if it was going to tear her entire face off!

"Brother...it hurts!" Xie Yuexi grimaced, tears streaming down her face from the pain.

When they were little, Xie Jinghuai, as the eldest brother, would often pinch her cheeks. At that time, his movements were very gentle, just like an older brother joking with his younger sister, with eyes full of doting affection.

However, at this moment, there was no warmth in the man's eyes; his dark pupils were filled with hostility, as if they were about to freeze into ice.

Song Xiewen looked into Xie Jinghuai's dark and unfathomable phoenix eyes, and his heart clenched.

"Haha... Jinghuai, we're all family, let's talk this out! Yuexi was indeed too talkative tonight. I'll remind her in front of our elders in the future that she shouldn't say things she shouldn't!"

Xie Jinghuai's jawline tightened, and he abruptly withdrew his hand.

Xie Yuexi was thrown off balance and her cheeks immediately turned red and swollen, burning with pain, just like being slapped, or even more humiliating.

"The person I love has never been Lin Zhixin."

Xie Jinghuai pulled a silk handkerchief from his bosom, frowned, quickly wiped the powder off his fingertips, and threw the handkerchief on the ground. "Next time, if you talk nonsense again, I'll teach your forgetful mouth a lesson."

After saying that, the man took a long stride away.

"Brother, you're getting weirder and weirder!"

Xie Yuexi covered her twitching mouth, glaring hatefully at his tall, handsome back. "Over the years, your relationship with Zhixin has been the talk of the town, and you've never once clarified anything. Everyone thought you and Zhixin were a couple, so why the sudden change..."

Is what we assume to be true?

Xie Jinghuai's voice was cold and gloomy, "I remain silent simply because I disdain it. Why should I explain things to a bunch of irrelevant people for something that doesn't even exist? Do they deserve it?"

Xie Yuexi gritted her teeth, "If you don't love Zhixin, then... could you possibly love Jiang Shiyuan?!"

The man's phoenix eyes deepened, and his chest heaved.

"That's even more impossible."

"Then why..."

"Because we are husband and wife, husband and wife are one, understand?"

After saying that, Xie Jinghuai strode out of the old house.

Xie Yuexi spat fiercely, "Pah! What do you mean by husband and wife as one? Men are all two-faced bastards. Jiang Shiyuan is nothing more than your worthless appendix!"

Song Xiewen frowned in thought.

He vaguely sensed that Xie Jinghuai's attitude towards Jiang Shiyuan was different from before.

But it seems that even he himself didn't realize it.

...

During the day, Su Xier returned to Tanhu Villa with a heart full of fear, but to her surprise, Shen Zhantang was not there.

She didn't know where he went, nor did she care. She took a nice bath, ordered several of her favorite takeout dishes, watched a Korean drama, and cried her eyes out.

Exhausted from crying, she finally lay down on the sofa and slept soundly until late at night.

During this time, she had a series of nightmares.

What's terrifying is that the images that kept appearing in her mind were not dreams, but the pain and humiliation she had experienced along the way.

Shi Yuanlao said she was optimistic.

That's because if she didn't force herself to laugh, she would have become depressed long ago, enough to die ten thousand times over.

Suddenly, Su Xier felt a chill on her neck.

As a professional bodyguard, she is constantly on edge and exceptionally perceptive of the outside world.

She suddenly opened her eyes, her hands reacting faster than her brain. She grabbed the man's shoulders with both hands, then flipped him over and pinned him to the sofa, locking his throat tightly!

As their positions reversed, Su Xi'er instantly saw his flushed face and her breath caught in her throat:

"Mr....Mr. Shen?!"

"You fucking... let go!" Suffocating to the point of near fainting, Shen Zhantang's mouth was wide open.

Su Xier hurriedly withdrew her hand, but she was still sitting on the man's strong waist and abdomen, forgetting to get off.

The next second, taking advantage of her distraction, Shen Zhantang flipped her over and straddled her.

He gripped her slender wrists with his left hand and pinned them above her head, while his right hand retaliated by choking her fair neck. His fingers gradually tightened, and the intense ferocity in his eyes seemed to drip onto Su Xier's pale face.

"Su Qier, have I been too kind to you?!"

Shen Zhantang exuded a fierce aura. Seeing her face gradually turn red, but her eyes showed no sign of pleading or submission, he became furious. "You brat... I might as well just kill you! That will end it all!"

Otherwise, if you're constantly worrying about something, you won't be able to drink or sleep well... you'll feel uncomfortable all over!

Su Xier's eyes, which were as indifferent as still water, suddenly trembled.

Why is he so restless and unable to eat or sleep after leaving her?

Could it be that he, a heartless, womanizing man who doesn't understand the meaning of true love, would make an exception for her? After sleeping with her for so long, and her working for him for so long, would he feel any different towards her?

Suddenly, Su Xi'er inadvertently saw—

As Shen Zhantang brushed against the collar of his collar near his Adam's apple, there was a woman's alluring red lip print.

Just how much passion and tenderness must it take to kiss here?

Su Xier curled her lips slightly, closed her eyes, and didn't want to look at him anymore.

The last glimmer of hope in my heart now seems so ridiculous and pathetic.

"How dare you turn off your phone? How dare you go unreachable?! Beggar Su, I'm only sparing your worthless life because I was sleeping quite comfortably in this body! If it were anyone else, I'd sever their tendons!"

Shen Zhantang became ruthless and increased the force in his fingers.

Su Xier let out a weak sob, her slender neck arching back.

"Where the hell have you been these past few days? Tell me!" A vein throbbed fiercely on Shen Zhantang's forehead.

With tears in her eyes, her voice broke, "I didn't go anywhere... just out... to clear my head..."

"Say that again!" the man roared.

"Since you don't believe me... then... strangle me..." Facing Shen Zhantang, Su Xier was already exhausted, both physically and mentally, and didn't even bother to be polite anymore.

Seeing that he was about to strangle her to death if he exerted any more force, Shen Zhantang finally let go, his hand trembling with anger.

Looking at the woman coughing incessantly, her eyes filled with tears, he stared intently at her with his dark eyes, and suddenly spoke in a somber tone:

"Do you know about Jiang Shiyuan's disappearance?"

Su Xier's heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her eyelashes. "I don't know."

"Hmph, Beggar Su, if you're going to pretend, at least make it convincing. Burning newspapers on a grave? Are you kidding me?"

Shen Zhantang grabbed her chin with his fingertips and roughly lifted it up. "If you had just found out about this, would you have this expression? You would have ripped the roof off by now!"

Su Xier bit her lip.

Shen Zhantang narrowed his dangerous eyes, leaned closer, and stroked her trembling lips with his thumb. "You suddenly ran out like a madman to find Jiang Shiyuan, right?"

"So, did you find it?"