Chapter 767 How does this slap feel?

Fingerprints and red marks appeared on Zhong Yi's fair skin.

There was frost in his eyes, and a chill flashed across them.

Zhong Lingxiao stood up and walked in front of him, looking down at him and said, "How does this slap feel?"

"You took great pains to place so many bodyguards in the old house and sent Wan Jiang away. Just to slap me?" Zhong Yi looked at him sarcastically, "Are you so mean? It's really surprising, like a woman."

Zhong Yi's words further stimulated Zhong Lingxiao, and he kicked the wheelchair.

"You are just talking nonsense now. The old lady has said that you have nothing to do on the ninth day of the first lunar month. When the time comes, when I become the heir, I will take over all the business of the Zhong family. You better go back to your hometown, otherwise I will kill you in the imperial capital."

"Oh? Haven't you plotted against me enough?"

Zhong Yi said nonchalantly, "It's just that you can't kill me every time. Zhong Lingxiao, this feels bad, right?"

Bang!

Zhong Lingxiao slapped Zhong Yi on the face again.

He could only take advantage of others' misfortune, as he would never have such an opportunity under normal circumstances.

The corners of Zhong Yi's lips were bleeding. "Zhong Lingxiao, if you don't dare to beat me to death in the old house today, you won't have the chance again in the future, and I won't show mercy."

"Zhong Yi!"

Zhong Lingxiao was full of sarcasm, "With your current status, what else can you do? I've wanted to slap you for a long time. Who wants to play the role of brotherly love with you? You're just an illegitimate child. How can you take my things away? With your shameless mother?"

The color of Zhong Yi's eyes gradually deepened.

His tone was cold and sharp. "What qualifications do you have to mention my mother? Are you just as shameless as your father? You have so many women out there, and they don't necessarily mean you are a good person."

"That's better than you trying to interfere in other people's marriages."

"I am indeed not a good person, and Zhong Lingxiao you are even less of a person!"

Bang!

Zhong Lingxiao kicked Zhong Yi's wheelchair hard again, moving it several dozen centimeters.

"You can only keep your mouth shut for a few days."

"Really? Zhong Lingxiao, I don't think so. Your biggest reliance is not your ability, but the child in Lin Xifei's belly. Everything is possible. If you really want to be absolutely sure, send someone to follow her closely."

"Are you threatening me? And you want to attack a pregnant woman?"

Zhong Lingxiao didn't expect that he would still take action against Lin Xifei, which was indeed a great reliance.

That child is his guarantee.

Whether it is a boy or a girl, they can be the hope of the future.

If he is the heir of the Zhong family, it is impossible for him to have no descendants.

"Why not? You can team up with the Pei family to kill me, and I'm just killing your child, is that not okay?"

"Zhong Yi!" Zhong Lingxiao stretched out his hand and pinched his neck, using force in his hand, "Don't provoke me, otherwise I'm afraid you won't even be able to go back to the countryside."

Zhong Yi just looked at him like that, with a hint of provocation in her eyes.

He was not afraid at all that Zhong Lingxiao would accidentally kill him.

Veins popped up on the back of Zhong Lingxiao's hands, but he finally withdrew his hands.

"I'll let you go this time."

Although he was furious, he sneered and said, "Thank you for your reminder. I will definitely protect Lin Xifei. I will not let her and the baby in her belly suffer any loss. I want you to see with your own eyes how I get all the things at the Zhong family banquet on the ninth day of the New Year."

He let go of her hand and walked out the door with his long legs.

It looks like he went to find Lin Xifei.

Zhong Yi coughed twice softly in the wheelchair, and a figure appeared in front of him and poured him a glass of water.

"Have some water."

Zhong Yi looked up and saw Zhao Shuyuan standing in front of him.

He said calmly, "Thank you, but that's okay."

His first encounter with Zhao Shuyuan was during the first few years after he returned to the imperial capital, when the father and son shamelessly wanted to have a child through sperm donation.

Zhao Shuyuan pursed her lips. She had a gentle and delicate appearance, and a scholarly air. She looked like a well-bred lady from a noble family. She put the cup aside.

"Then I'll get you some ointment to put on your face."

"No need for that. You'd better keep your distance from me, otherwise it will be more difficult to survive in this house."

Zhao Shuyuan is an invisible person in the Zhong family, and not many people respect her even though she is the eldest lady of the Zhong family.

Zhao Shuyuan sat down on the sofa nearby and said with a wry smile: "Actually, it's very difficult for me to do anything. Zhong Lingxiao will never agree to a divorce. I will be trapped here for the rest of my life."

She is an innocent person.

Zhong Yi said nothing.

"Zhong Yi." Zhao Shuyuan looked at him and said, "You really have no way to deal with Zhong Lingxiao? If you have an idea, I can do my best to help you bring him down."

"You are husband and wife." Zhong Yi sneered, "Who knows whether what you said is true or false? Sister-in-law, there is no basis of trust between us. And when you were drugged and entered my room, whether you were forced or accepted it painfully, there is no way we could cooperate."

That time, nothing happened.

Zhong Yi also disdains to touch Zhong Lingxiao's woman.

Zhao Shuyuan had heard words a hundred times more malicious than this, so she understood Zhong Yi's vigilance.

"My proposal is valid at any time, because I am looking forward to leaving Zhong Lingxiao and living my own life." Zhao Shuyuan stood up, looked at him and said, "I will find an assistant for you. They will still give me this little face."

She walked outside the old house.

Zhong Yi heard the faint voices of her and the bodyguard, and a strange coldness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't know what Zhao Shuyuan's mood was like in the Zhong family for so many years. Her husband cheated on her, had an affair with his mistress, and even wanted to send her to her brother-in-law's bed.

After a while.

Wan Jiang rushed in.

"Mr. Zhong, what happened to you?" Seeing the redness and swelling on Zhong Yi's face and the pinch marks on his neck, Wan Jiang almost fainted.

"He hit you? How dare he hit you in the Zhong family's old house!"

Wan Jiang touched his cheek, and then wanted to lift up his clothes to check the wound.

"Wanjiang!"

"Master, do you have any wounds on your body? Let me take a look..."

"Wan Jiang! Wan Jiang, please stop pulling my clothes. I'm fine. There are no wounds on my body. Please stop touching me, Wan Jiang!"

Wan Jiang finally stopped and asked, "Are you really okay?"

"It's OK."

"Then let's leave here first. The old house is too dangerous. The scars and pinch marks on your face will not disappear in a short time..."

"Let's go back to the Garden Villa."

It is impossible for Zhong Yi to continue living here.

Wan Jiang pushed his wheelchair outside and suddenly had a bold idea.

He helped Zhong Yi into the car and said as he closed the door, "Mr. Zhong, why don't we go to the Huo family to find Miss Qiao? Let her treat your wounds."

If Miss Qiao saw Mr. Zhong like this, she would also feel distressed.