Chapter 154: Being Cruel to Others and Even More Cruel to Yourself
"Since Boss Chen has his own ideas, I won't say much." Shen Zhichu's eyes slowly darkened, and her expression remained as calm as ever. She lowered her head and smiled softly, "Please carry me up."
Shen Zhichu's eyes were hazy with intoxication, she glanced at the bed and gestured.
A smile appeared on Chen Jiaxing's face, but that smile gradually turned malicious and evil.
Chen Jiaxing walked forward slowly, put his arm around Shen Zhichu's waist and picked her up. This weight... Chen Jiaxing couldn't help but frown. She was too light. He never thought a woman could be so light.
Shen Zhichu leaned softly on his shoulder, the smile on her lips deepened in the shadows, she took the initiative to hook her arms around the man's neck, and slowly pulled out the knife hidden in her sleeve with her right hand and held it tightly.
She held her breath, her heart beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of her throat. When Chen Jiaxing put her on the bed, Shen Zhichu suddenly hooked his neck tightly, holding the knife in his right hand, and stabbed it with the tip of the knife pointing downwards.
She aimed at the carotid artery. She only had one chance to strike tonight. If she missed, the consequences would be… Shen Zhichu had already prepared for the worst.
A cold look flashed in her eyes, and there was only a "swish" sound as the tip of the knife pierced through the clothes, followed by a scream of pain from Chen Jiaxing.
A strong smell of blood filled the tip of his nose, and the hand holding the knife felt sticky and uncomfortable. Shen Zhichu gritted his teeth and opened his eyes. He pushed hard with his hand and rolled out of the gap to the ground.
Everything happened in a flash. Shen Zhichu was shaking all over with fear and could barely hold the knife in his hand.
She looked at Chen Jiaxing on the bed, and saw the place where he was covering his hands...
Shen Zhichu's pupils shrank. She was aiming at Chen Jiaxing's neck, but Chen Jiaxing was injured in the shoulder and dodged when she stabbed him.
"Are you surprised that I could dodge it?" The knife made Chen Jiaxing bleed a lot, but fortunately it didn't hit a fatal spot. He just couldn't lift his shoulder for a while.
This woman is so cruel.
Chen Jiaxing spat out a mouthful of blood foam, took off his clothes, and smiled sinisterly: "Chen Zhichu, you are finished. I didn't want to use force on you, but now it seems unnecessary."
Shen Zhichu was sweating profusely. After reacting quickly, she subconsciously tried to crawl out, but was grabbed by the ankle. She dragged the corner of the bedside table, and as it shook, the table lamp on it fell down in an instant.
The crystal table lamp smashed onto the floor, breaking into countless pieces. Shen Zhichu was so close that he was covered in it, and his face and arms were scratched by the fragments.
Chen Zhichu endured the huge pain, picked up a piece of debris with his left hand and slashed it backwards. Chen Jiaxing had already taken precautions and dodged it.
"You stinky bitch! You still want to hurt me? Looks like I have to teach you a lesson!" Chen Jiaxing grabbed the ankle and dragged her to the end of the bed, then unbuckled his belt and whipped Shen Zhichu on the back.
"Ah..." Shen Zhichu screamed in pain.
Chen Jiaxing's eyes were shining with excitement, and the more Shen Zhichu screamed, the harder he whipped her.
After a few strokes, his body felt hot and burning. Shen Zhichu felt dizzy and could not bear it any longer, so he vomited blood.
This is what Chen Jiaxing is really like. He is born to like to torture people.
Shen Zhichu bit his lower lip and swallowed the painful whimper back into his stomach. After more than ten slaps, blood had already flowed out of Shen Zhichu's back and stained his shirt red.
A ferocious smile appeared on Chen Jiaxing's face. He dragged Shen Zhichu by the waist and threw her onto the bed.
Shen Zhichu groaned, it hurts... She hadn't loosened the knife in her right hand yet, and when Chen Jiaxing pounced on her, she raised her hand.
But this time, before he could even touch her, his wrist was pinned down: "You really haven't changed your bad habits!"
Shen Zhichu's physical strength had long been broken. She took a breath, and the whole person was dying. She couldn't even raise her hand, let alone kill someone.
She closed her eyes, tears welling up from the corners of her eyes, and she looked like a dying swan stuck in the mud.
She was very clever and knew that if she couldn't kill the Chen family, she could only commit suicide.
Thinking of this, she turned the tip of the knife and aimed it at the vein in her hand, bent her wrist inward, and stabbed the tip of the knife into it with force.
This scene caught everyone off guard. Even Chen Jiaxing, who had been prepared, did not expect that she would cut her wrists and bleed.
This woman is cruel to others and even more cruel to herself!
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