Chapter 117 Slept with Countless Times
The next second his lips pressed against mine.
Su Xi turned her head, and the man's lips landed on her neck, leaving a trail of water stains on her neck.
Just as the man's hand was about to slip inside her collar, Su Xi finally couldn't take it anymore and blocked his hand.
The man, however, remained domineering and continued to probe. Su Xi applied force, leaving several nail marks on the back of the man's hand.
Feng Jinchen instantly withdrew his hand, revealing three deep scratches on the back of his hand, from which blood had already seeped.
Pain brings clarity, but also anger. The man shoved the woman to the ground.
Fortunately, there was a soft carpet on the floor, otherwise the child would not have survived.
Feng Jinchen's face was clouded with gloom. In terms of family background, status, appearance, and character, he was more than a match for Su Xi, but Su Xi still refused to let him touch her.
But he was forced to accompany that old woman, which made him feel frustrated and angry.
He was so angry that he wanted to strangle the ungrateful woman in front of him.
The extended Lincoln drove directly into Qiushui Villa.
Wu Yaoyao greeted them with a big smile, and both women were taken aback when they saw Su Xi.
Feng Jinchen grabbed Su Xi's wrist and walked straight ahead. Wu Yaoyao's eyes flickered with uncertainty, unsure of Feng Jinchen's intentions. She gritted her teeth and quickly followed.
As they entered the storeroom, the man opened the door and threw Su Xi inside. Su Xi's shoulder hit a shelf, and she groaned softly in pain.
Feng Jinchen condescended to walk in, his gleaming leather shoes kicking aside the obstructing clutter, and snatched the phone from the woman's hand.
The man's well-defined knuckles rested on the shelf; he looked directly into Su Xi's eyes and gave a cold laugh.
"Don't you like to steal men in the storage room? I'll let you stay there as long as you want."
Su Xi's eyes widened, as if she had stepped into thin air from a towering building. A thousand words were stuck in her throat, but she knew she couldn't reason with an unreasonable man.
Wu Yaoyao was beaming with pride, and she could hardly contain her smile.
Seeing the man turn around, she pursed her lips, her face showing worry and anxiety. "President Feng, Sister Su is very delicate. How can she stay in a place like this? You should come out too. It's damp and stuffy inside, and the air doesn't circulate."
Feng Jinchen came out, gave Su Xi a cold look, and then closed and locked the door.
Su Xi rushed forward and banged on the door, "Feng Jinchen, how long are you going to lock me up? Do you know this is illegal?"
Wu Yaoyao, oblivious to the man's visibly distressed expression, continued to feign kindness, "President Feng, why don't we release Sister Su..."
Snap!
Feng Jinchen slapped her across the face.
Wu Yaoyao's face went numb. She covered her face, lowered her eyes, and gritted her teeth. This was probably what it meant to be overjoyed and then suffer.
"Don't let her eat anything good; just make sure she doesn't starve."
"Understood, Mr. Feng." Wu Yaoyao nodded obediently, secretly clenching her teeth. This woman made her get slapped, so she'd go three days without water and seven days without food; she wouldn't die anyway.
Entering the bedroom, Feng Jinchen leaned against the large bed, physically exhausted and mentally weary. He loosened his tie and tossed it aside.
He made a phone call with one hand and said, "Find out the details of the relationship between Su Xi and Shen Congxuan."
Wu Yaoyao gracefully climbed up to massage the man's shoulders and legs, wanting to rest when she was tired.
"Don't stop."
Wu Yaoyao could only continue, and only when her fingers were numb from exhaustion did the man close his eyes comfortably, seemingly falling asleep.
She had just lain down when the man, without even lifting his eyelids, uttered a cold voice, "Su Xi sleeps in the storage room, what right do you have to sleep in a bed? Go sleep on the floor."
Wu Yaoyao's face stiffened. The man's aura was very low, and she had no doubt that if she didn't go down, he would kick her down.
She had no choice but to climb out of bed and take a mat to sleep on the floor.
The cool air from the central air conditioning blew in, pleasantly carrying with it a unique pine scent emanating from a man, intoxicating her. Thinking that Su Xi was even worse off than her, she felt a sense of balance.
The next day, after washing up, Feng Jinchen was somewhat surprised to see that Su Xi's phone had no incoming calls or messages.
His gaze flickered slightly, and he immediately used the woman's phone to send a message to Feng Jue, "I want to see you. How about we meet at a hotel right now?"
Within a second, the other party called.
Feng Jinchen smiled and tapped the record button before answering the phone, but remained silent.
He expected to hear a man's passionate voice, but instead, a cold, even murderous aura came through the phone line: "Feng Jinchen, where is Su Xi? Have you been restricting her freedom?"
This damn sixth sense, this telepathic connection.
Feeling guilty, Feng Jinchen was even more indignant. "Uncle, I'm her husband. What's so strange about her phone being in my possession?"
"Su Xi is in my arms, do you want her to tell you?"
The other end of the phone hung up immediately.
Feng Jinchen gritted his teeth. He had originally intended to send similar messages to Shen Congxuan and Feng Jingnian, but seeing how vigilant Feng Jue was, he decided against it, in case one of them went crazy and called the police, and he would end up in jail again.
Wu Yaoyao gets up before dawn to make breakfast, a balanced meal of meat and vegetables.
When she saw Feng Jinchen come out, she was placing a pot of spinach and egg drop soup on the table.
"Mr. Feng, please have dinner before you leave."
Feng Jinchen glanced around and immediately noticed a sea of green, especially the spinach and egg drop soup, which was incredibly vibrant.
A sudden surge of anger erupted, and he flipped the table over.
Hot soup spilled onto Wu Yaoyao's thigh, causing her to scream in pain. The man left without looking back.
Watching the man's luxury car drive away from the villa, Wu Yaoyao scolded the maid for applying burn ointment to her. When it hurt, she slapped her several times until she finally threw hot coffee in the maid's face to vent her anger.
Then I went to the rooftop to make a phone call.
"Brother Kang, weren't you supposed to meet with the Mo family? You're usually so good at bluffing, aren't you? You haven't succeeded yet?"
"It'll be soon. At that time, not only Feng Jinchen, but the entire Feng family will treat you like an ancestor."
Feng's underground parking lot.
As soon as Feng Jinchen got out of the car, a group of bodyguards in sunglasses rushed out and, without saying a word, sacks were thrown over his head, and he was lifted up and thrown into the car.
The car then drove out of the parking lot.
The sack was tied shut, and he struggled on the ground, unable to break free, gripped by immense fear.
With his wealth, he must be a target for kidnapping. The thought of Su Xi's kidnapping last time, when the thugs even had pressure cookers and meat grinders ready, sent chills down his spine.
Who are you?
"Just tell me how much money you want."
"..."
No one paid him any attention. The car drove for about ten minutes before finally stopping.
Feng Jinchen's heart jumped into his throat. He couldn't see anything, and time seemed to stretch out infinitely.
"Untie it."
Was he hallucinating? That voice sounds so much like...
The sack was untied, and a sudden, powerful force lifted it up, dumping Feng Jinchen out like a taro dumping.
His handsome face was all chafed raw.
Ignoring the pain, he looked up directly in the direction of the voice, his pupils suddenly contracting, followed by anger, "Uncle, what do you mean by this?"
Feng Jue sat upright in the black leather chair, one leg crossed over the other, looking down at the man.
Four cold, curt words: "Where is Su Xi?"
Feng Jinchen was so angry he laughed.
This was the first time he had seen Feng Jue since the fire. First, he risked his life to save people from the fire, and now, just because of a joke, he had made such a big fuss. This man's intentions were as clear as day.
He covets his own wife and acts so arrogantly towards her; his intentions are despicable.
Feng Jinchen found a seat and chuckled, "Uncle, you have some really strange tastes. You want a used woman I've slept with countless times?"
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