Chapter 308 Torturing and Coercing Her
The wedding is on the eighth day of next month, which is a month away.
Jin Que hired a professional team, so Shen Qingshu didn't need to worry about anything from the wedding photos to the wedding banquet.
Shen Qingshu was not really willing to have this wedding in the first place, and Jin Que did not expect her to care about the wedding arrangements.
On the day of the wedding photo shoot, Jin Que set aside the entire day.
Photographed at an ancient church in country N.
Jin Que booked the entire venue in advance.
Jin Que's men surrounded the area outside.
Very rigorous.
In the make-up room temporarily set up in the church, Shen Qingshu had her makeup done and, with the help of a stylist, changed into her wedding dress.
We're shooting ten sets of wedding photos today; it's quite a project.
"Mrs. Jin has a great figure and fair skin. These wedding dresses look like a fairy descending to earth on you," the stylist praised.
Shen Qingshu stood in front of the full-length mirror, looking at herself in the mirror.
A pure white wedding dress sparkling with rhinestones is a beauty that no woman about to get married can resist.
However, Shen Qingshu's expression remained calm, but her heart was utterly still.
The image of that divorce ceremony in Ghana came to mind.
After more than four years of ups and downs, she put on a wedding dress again, but she was still in the same disheveled and passive state.
Perhaps the fortune teller who divined her fate when she was a child was truly right.
Perhaps she was truly destined to be alone, and throughout her life, those close to her would suffer hardship and danger.
That's how my mother is;
Qiao Xingjia also suffered;
Now, it's her two children...
Now, it's her turn.
"Why isn't the bride smiling?" the stylist asked, looking at the beauty in the mirror. "Is she nervous?"
Shen Qingshu's thick eyelashes trembled slightly. She smiled, but it was a mocking smile.
"It's probably too bitter."
Life is too bitter, how can I possibly laugh!
The stylist was taken aback. Looking at the incongruous sneer on the bride's face, she thought to herself, "How many women dream of marrying a handsome and rich man like Mr. Jin? How can someone be unhappy about it?"
Makeup and styling complete.
The fitting room door opened.
Jin Que, dressed in a white tuxedo suit, was standing at the church entrance, holding his phone and talking on the phone.
Hearing the noise, he turned to look at it and paused.
"Do as I say, and don't call again today unless it's something really important."
After hanging up the phone, Jin Que put his phone in his pocket and walked towards Chen Qingshu.
Upon seeing this, the two stylists exchanged a glance and wisely left, leaving the newlyweds with their own space.
Jin Que stopped in front of Shen Qingshu, his smiling eyes scrutinizing her from head to toe, finally revealing a satisfied smile.
"Ah Shu, you are so beautiful."
Shen Qingshu remained expressionless, ignoring everything he said, and simply said, "The wedding dress is heavy, let's finish taking pictures quickly."
Her attitude was perfunctory.
Jin Que saw it all clearly, but he didn't care.
Do you remember wearing this wedding dress in Ghana more than four years ago?
Shen Qingshu was taken aback and looked at Jin Que. "What did you say?"
"Didn't you recognize me?"
Shen Qingshu hesitated for a moment, then looked down at her wedding dress.
She doesn't really remember it, because the wedding dress experience wasn't pleasant, and she won't force herself to remember it.
However, Jin Que's words shocked her.
"How did you know?" Shen Qingshu questioned. "You had people following me back then?"
"Of course not," Jin Que said with a smile. "It's just that after I found out about your relationship with Fu Siyan, I had someone investigate everything that had happened between you. I also learned that, in order to appease you, he invested in a science museum in Ghana and specially designed two lifelike robots to give to you."
Shen Qingshu stared at him, pursing her lips and remaining silent.
Jin Que was able to investigate things that happened more than four years ago so thoroughly.
That means he already knew everything about the people and things around Fu Siyan.
During her time in the ancient town, if Jin Que had been a little more reckless, she and her two children would have been dead long ago.
"Jin Que, if you hate Fu Siyan so much, why did you help Xiao Anning improve her health in the first place?"
Jin Que raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised that she would suddenly ask such a question.
He looked at Shen Qingshu, his thin lips curving slightly, "Ah Shu, those two years in the ancient town were the happiest days of my life."
He raised his hand, his large hand measuring her slender neck, his gentle peach blossom eyes gazing at Shen Qingshu, the deep affection in his eyes was undeniable.
“I even thought that if you were willing to stay in the ancient town with Xiao Anning and live a quiet life, I could also retire from my life of crime and become Dr. Jin, accompanying you in that ordinary town for the rest of my life as an ordinary person.”
As the man finished speaking, his large hand suddenly tightened, gripping Shen Qingshu's neck firmly.
He used force, but not ruthlessly. Shen Qingshu frowned slightly, but did not struggle.
She looked at Jin Que, her eyes showing no fear, only coldness and stubbornness.
Jin Que stepped forward, bent down, and touched her forehead to hers.
“Ah Shu, I can tolerate you having family, children, and friends, but I just can’t tolerate Fu Siyan in your life.”
Jin Que's aura emanated from him, carrying an extreme sense of aggression.
Shen Qingshu raised her hand to block his chest, trying to push him away.
Jin Que suddenly became fierce, tilting his head and biting down hard on the soft cartilage of her ear.
A sharp pain struck!
Shen Qingshu let out a soft cry and pushed him hard.
Jin Que released his mouth.
Shen Qingshu raised her hand and slapped him. "Jin Que, you're sick!"
Jin Que raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the bloody teeth marks on her ear.
"Ah Shu, you are too pure and flawless. In my world, you are like a blank sheet of paper. You always make me feel inferior. When I see you like this, a voice always appears in my mind, telling me that we are not from the same world."
Shen Qingshu felt as if he had bitten off a piece of flesh from her ear, and the pain made her reach out to touch it.
My hands were sticky.
Fresh blood dripped onto the wedding dress and spread.
Shen Qingshu recalled the cruise ship on the high seas, where Fu Siyan had also morbidly tormented and coerced her in the same way.
Her chest heaved, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.
She felt suffocated; the world seemed sick.
No matter how much she resisted or resigned herself to her fate, the endless torment of being bound by destiny never ceased.
At this moment, Shen Qingshu truly felt that living was exhausting.
She looked at Jin Que, tears silently rolling down her cheeks.
"Jin Que, the thing I regret most in my life is saving you that night."
Jin Que's pupils contracted slightly.
She disregarded everything else and roared at him, "A madman like you shouldn't be living in this world!"
The smile in Jin Que's eyes vanished completely, replaced by a sinister look.
"Ah Shu, I'll get angry if you say the wrong thing."
"Go ahead and kill me if you dare!"
How could I bear to part with it?
Jin Que smiled, took a handkerchief from his pocket, and covered her bleeding ear. His voice was gentle, but his words were like sharp arrows, piercing straight to her heart.
Have you forgotten Aunt Jiang?
Shen Qingshu's pupils constricted sharply!
"Jin Que, if you dare to touch my mother, I will fight you to the death!" She lost control and grabbed Jin Que's collar.
Her pristine white suit was stained crimson with blood from her hands, leaving her looking utterly disheveled.
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