Chapter 214 How did I teach you?

“Do you like this table?”

Those black eyes revealed a gloomy cruelty. Zheng Zuye was very familiar with this feeling. It was the same look when He Tingzhou almost strangled him to death more than ten years ago.

Before he could say anything, He Tingzhou grabbed his head and slammed it hard on the table.

There was a loud bang, Zheng Zuye's brain was shaking, and his eyes were blurry for a while: "Fuck your mother He Tingzhou!"

Before he could finish his words, He Tingzhou grabbed his head and slammed it against the table again.

A hot stream flowed down from his forehead, carrying a bloody smell all over his face. Half of Zheng Zuye's face was swollen, and his eyes were covered with blood, leaving only a slit.

His strength to fight back was weakening, and he fumbled around a few times until he touched the knife that He Tingzhou had thrown on the table, and slashed backwards.

He Tingzhou ducked to the side, snatched the knife, and pressed it onto the aorta on the side of Zheng Zuye's neck. Blood spurted out almost instantly.

That force was not a threat, he really wanted to kill Zheng Zuye.

Shuang Xu hurriedly called out, "He Tingzhou!"

The gloom that shrouded his pupils slowly receded. After pausing for a moment, he took the knife away from Zheng Zuye's neck.

He Tingzhou took off his coat and wiped the blood off his hands. He frowned and threw the coat away. Then he walked towards Shuang Xu and held her face in his hands. His movements were trembling slightly and his voice was hoarse: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Shuang Xu buried her face in his shoulder until she relaxed and her emotions came back like a tide.

"I'm not afraid." She hugged him, "He Tingzhou, don't be afraid either."

She was not talking to the 29-year-old He Tingzhou in front of her, but to the He Tingzhou inside her body who had never gotten out of the nightmare he had when he was six years old.

She was so heartbroken that her tears soon soaked He Tingzhou's clothes and the heat burned his chest.

He Tingzhou's tense muscles relaxed, he held her in his arms, bent his head and kissed her heart.

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hospital.

The wound on Shuang Xu's neck was very shallow, caused by the blade being too close to him. It wouldn't be a big deal after applying medicine and covering it with gauze.

He Tingzhou, on the other hand, had a cut on his arm that was more than 6mm deep and required stitches. Black doesn't show up with clothes, and when he arrived at the hospital, Shuang Xu discovered that half of his sleeve was soaked in blood.

After finishing the sewing, He Tingzhou remained very quiet. After coming out of the warehouse, he became abnormally silent.

The four bodyguards were even more silent. They hung their heads and stood by like giant quails, not daring to say a word.

Shen Yu rushed to the hospital, and when he saw that she was safe and sound, his frown relaxed a little, and the heart that had been stuck in his throat finally settled down.

He saw the gauze on Shuangxu's neck: "Are you injured?"

"It's just a little bit, it's okay." Shuang Xu said, "Brother Tingzhou's wound was quite serious and he needed four stitches."

Shen Yu asked He Tingzhou: "How are you?"

He Tingzhou looked very calm and said in a calm tone: "You won't die, don't expect it."

At this moment, Shen Yu was in no mood to argue with him: "Where is Zheng Zuye?"

Before Shuang Xu could answer, there was a chaotic sound of loud footsteps, and at the same time, Mrs. Zheng shouted angrily: "Where is He Tingzhou? Let him out!"

A large group of people came to the Zheng family. When they saw He Tingzhou, Mrs. Zheng roared angrily: "You bastard, you beat my son like that. If anything happens to him, I will kill you!"

He Tingzhou sat on a plastic chair in the hospital, with the sleeves of his black shirt rolled up in several folds and his arms wrapped in gauze, the black and white were extremely distinct.

He leaned his head against the wall and stared at the group of people with slightly lowered eyelids, looking indifferent and indifferent.

"You come."

Mrs. Zheng was so angry that she was about to rush over, but the Zheng family quickly stopped her: "Just wait for me, don't think you can let this go peacefully! My son was almost killed by you, and my father-in-law is dead. Do you think that my Zheng family is easy to bully?"

Shen Yu walked up to them, his expression and tone carrying a chilling chill: "Reconciled? Your son kidnapped my sister, this matter can't be resolved peacefully. Without your old man, who do you think can protect him?"

"Even if he kidnapped her, what's the big deal? Did your sister lose a hair? My son almost lost his life!"

Shen Yu said coldly: "Isn't he still alive?"

Mrs. Zheng said, "The doctor said that he had an aorta injury and luckily he was brought to the hospital in time, so his life is not in danger, but..." She hesitated to speak.

Mrs. Zheng yelled at her: "But what did you say?"

"The doctor said that Zu Ye's injuries...are a bit serious and he may die."

Mrs. Zheng almost fainted after taking her breath away, and her second wife, Zheng Ersao, hurried to support her.

Mrs. Zheng took a breath and pointed at Shuang Xu: "You...you did it?"

Shuang Xu had not expected that her kick was so powerful. Just as she was about to answer, He Tingzhou said, "I kicked him. What's wrong?"

He said with an arrogant look, "What can you do to me?" "There is no need to pass on such inferior genes in your family. Don't thank me too much. It's just a matter of convenience."

Mrs. Zheng was so angry that her hair stood on end: "You have a father but no mother, you deserve to be motherless!"

Shuang Xu frowned deeply, walked over and slapped her in the face, silencing her.

The noisy corridor suddenly fell into silence. Mrs. Zheng opened her mouth in shock, and Mrs. Zheng covered her face and stared at her in disbelief.

Even Shen Yu's eyes flashed with obvious surprise.

Shuang Xu is always well behaved and polite towards his elders.

"Do you know what respect is?" Shuang Xu said in a very cold tone, "With a mother like you, it's no wonder that Zheng Zuye is a loser. You raised your son to be such a loser, what are you so proud of? What qualifications do you have to insult him?"

"You..." Mrs. Zheng was stunned by her scolding, "You dare to hit me?"

She shouted at Shen Yu sharply: "This is the good sister you taught her to be. She has no manners at all!"

"So what?" Shen Yu said, "You haven't lost a single hair."

"Zu Ye is still inside rescuing people, what's your attitude?" Several people from the Zheng family shouted.

"You think we're easy to bully!"

"Call He Qingwei!" Mrs. Zheng was furious. "I want to see how he teaches his son!"

"No need to fight."

The voice that suddenly sounded had a solemn feeling, and there was a sound when it hit the ground. The emotionally excited Zheng family members all stopped talking and followed the voice.

He Qingwei came over with his guards, his aura was solemn and there was an invisible sense of oppression.

He glanced at He Tingzhou's arm, his face usually expressionless, but when he spoke, his voice was as heavy as a thousand pounds: "Useless thing. What did I teach you?"

He Tingzhou was too lazy to pay attention to him and didn't even say a word.

He Qingwei said sullenly: "I have told you so many times, no matter what you do outside, you are not allowed to get hurt."