I Was Pregnant with a Rough Man's Three Cubs in the Family Compound of the Seventies

[Seventies + Military Marriage + Replacement of Life's Destiny + Treasure Appraisal + Military Region Farm]

Jiang Wanwan's life was miserable.

On the wedding night, she kicked h...

Chapter 78 If I hit him, I won't be able to hit me

Chapter 78 If I hit him, I won’t be able to hit me

Jiang Wanwan was thinking, "Fuck it!"

Just let Dao Lei strike her to death!

She struggled hard, trying to pull her hand back: "Let me go, my husband is at the door, it doesn't matter if you die, don't drag me to die."

While Jiang Wanwan was dealing with Cheng Shiguan, she pointed at his face and explained to Shen Xingjiang: "See, I didn't do it voluntarily. I hit him, but it was useless."

Cheng Shiguan chuckled, "Wanwan, don't lie to me. I've checked. He's in the army. You don't have to play a trick on me. As long as you're willing to divorce him, I'll give you all my money and transfer my real estate in Sijiu City to your name. I'll use my connections to help you return to the city, and after you go back, I'll arrange for you to find an easy job in a publishing house or a unit. I'll support you for the rest of your life, and you just have to live happily."

Jiang Wanwan's chest was heaving, she couldn't pull her hands away, looking at Shen Xingjiang standing there coldly, she had no idea at all.

Her eyes were red and she sobbed in grievance.

Shen Xingjiang frowned and strode in. He grabbed Cheng Shiguan by the collar and punched him.

"Bang!"

Cheng Shiguan was hit on the right cheek, and the pain of broken bones spread from his cheek. He tasted blood in his mouth, and blood spurted out of his mouth. He fell to the side and hit the wall.

After he fell, he was forced to let go of Jiang Wanwan. He closed his empty palms and smiled at Jiang Wanwan with difficulty: "Don't worry, Xiaoyuan, I'm fine."

“Ahem!”

He coughed hard, and blood foam came out of his mouth.

When they were closer, Jiang Wanwan could clearly see the bulging blue veins on Chen Xingjiang's forehead. She thought to herself that something was wrong and ran over to slap Cheng Shiguan in the face. The sound of the slap was so crisp, even louder than the firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.

"Bah! Who's worried about you? I won't shed a tear even if you die."

After that, she walked hesitantly to Shen Xingjiang and held his stiff arm: “Husband, I only like you, don’t listen to his nonsense.”

Shen Xingjiang pursed his lips, didn’t look at her, and didn’t speak.

Cheng Shiguan spat out a mouthful of blood and took all the blame on himself: "This matter has nothing to do with her. I...want to take her away. Shen Xingjiang, if you are a man, let her go free and let us live together."

"Heh." A cold sneer escaped from Shen Xingjiang's lips.

He grabbed Jiang Wanwan's hand and moved it away: "Jiang Wanwan is my woman. She must be buried with me even in death. You want to live with her forever. It will never be possible in the next life."

Shen Xingjiang unbuttoned his military cotton coat. He wore a black sweater underneath. As he moved, the muscles on his arms and back bulged, his lines were delicate and smooth, and full of explosive power.

Hearing him say this, the tears in Jiang Wanwan's eyes fell down.

As long as he didn't give up on her.

Shen Xingjiang took off his clothes and kicked Cheng Shiguan hard. Cheng Shiguan had also been in the army before and was no pushover. He stood up with the help of the wall and fought with Shen Xingjiang. They punched each other hard and wanted to kill each other.

Cheng Shiguan could barely withstand the first few moves, but Shen Xingjiang’s fists were hard, his speed was fast, and his reactions were even faster, he was the wolf king of the grassland, and he was not comparable to the young master of Beijing.

Shen Xingjiang threw Cheng Shiguan over his shoulder, and Cheng Shiguan fell heavily on the ground with his back, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Outside the door, Cheng Hanzhang looked at the chaotic scene in the room. He said weakly, "Qin Xiaoye, go in and pull them apart."

Qin Xiaoye: “?”

What did he just say?

Let a two-month pregnant woman, the biological mother of his child, pull together two hot-blooded men who are fighting for a spouse!

Qin Xiaoye... don't be angry, he just didn't know, he just...

Qin Xiao also tried hard to suppress her anger. After holding her breath for a few times, her anger increased instead of decreasing. She gritted her teeth and said, "Captain, you must never play cards again."

Cheng Hanzhang: "Why?"

The cold air made it difficult for him to breathe, and his bloodless face turned a little red.

Qin Xiao also sneered: "I'm afraid you will use the three in your hand to attack the opponent's two kings."

My child, you are blind. How come you ended up in my belly when there are so many people who want children? There is no child more pitiful than you in this world. Your biological mother is a girl but she pretends to be a boy, and your biological father is a brain-dead sickly person. He wanted to send us both to death before you came out. Oh...

Forget it, mom will treat you well.

Apart from anything else, I definitely won’t let you intervene.

Qin Xiao also subconsciously covered his stomach.

Cheng Hanzhang saw her action and suddenly realized: "Does your appendix hurt?"

Qin Xiaoye: "..."

Baby, your dad doesn’t care about you. He gave you a nickname. Do you like the nickname Appendix?

She was so angry that her liver ached. She was too lazy to talk to Cheng Hanzhang: "Captain, sometimes I am really curious, is it because of your illness that your IQ has dropped?"

Cheng Hanzhang warned unhappily: "Watch your attitude."

Qin Xiao ignored him. She walked to the door and said to Jiang Wanwan, "Sister-in-law, please try to persuade them. Don't let anyone get killed."

Jiang Wanwan: “Chen Xingjiang will be careful about the extent.”

Since she said so, Qin Xiao didn’t need to stay here, and she walked to Cheng Hanzhang again: “Sister-in-law said that Shen Xingjiang knows his limits.”

Not long after, Shen Xingjiang threw out the bruised and rude Cheng Shiguan.

He stood at the door, holding it with his hand, and said in a cold voice: "Take him away. If he dares to come again, I will kill him."

Cheng Hanzhang nodded: "Okay, don't be angry, communicate well with your sister-in-law..."

What responded to him was Shen Xingjiang's ruthless slamming of the door.

Cheng Hanzhang sighed and looked around. He didn't dare to order Qin Xiaoye, who had a stomachache, to do anything. He took a deep breath and helped Cheng Shiguan into the car.

Qin Xiao also saw that he had some tact, so he took the initiative to sit in the driver's seat.

After Cheng Hanzhang got in the car, she drove towards the county hospital.

She felt that Shen Xingjiang's sense of propriety was...

Give people some breathing space.

In the third house of the Shen family, the door was locked from the inside.

Shen Xingjiang stood at the door. He took out a cigarette that had been in his pocket for a long time, lit it and put it to his lips. His bony hands held the cigarette, and the gray smoke slowly dissipated, and the scarlet spot became redder.

There was madness in his eyes, and he was trying hard to restrain himself.

Jiang Wanwan was somewhat frightened seeing him like this. She mustered up the courage to walk over and hug him. She was too short, so she could only try to wrap her arms around his waist.

Jiang Wanwan hugged him and felt his breath became colder. She was scared and her body was shaking slightly like a little hamster.

She bit her lower lip: I struggled so hard just now, husband, you are very observant, you should have seen it all! ”

Shen Xingjiang took a puff of cigarette, and the smoke covered his face, making it unclear.

Jiang Wanwan was afraid and aggrieved, she had no idea what Shen Xingjiang was thinking, he wouldn't let go, but... would he feel resentful because of this?

"Husband, please say something~"

Shen Xingjiang's face was tense, with a cold and icy look on his face. He frowned, put the cigarette to his lips and took a puff.

Even through several layers of clothes, Jiang Wanwan could feel the strength in his arms. She ran away in fear and took a few steps back: "...You...if you hit him, you can't hit me..."