Hearing this, the woman struggled, causing a drop of blood to splash on her fair and charming face. Sheng Wu looked at him indifferently from the side, and then grinned.
"OK."
Well-behaved and gentle, she tilted her head in a very cute and silly way, smiled harmlessly, and had clear and clean eyes.
Then, Chen Guiwu noticed it and gently wiped the blood off her face with his sleeve.
"Let's go, eat and then have a good rest." It was like coaxing an angry child.
Chen Guiwu lowered his eyes and saw that the blood on Shengwu's hands could not be wiped clean. He simply threw away the handkerchief, reached out and held Shengwu's bloody hand, and smiled gently.
When his broad, delicate hand with distinct joints held Sheng Wu's hand, the blood on her hand unsurprisingly stained his fair skin. However, as he was a mysophobe, he didn't care at all and held Sheng Wu's hand tightly.
Then he took her, opened the door and walked out without saying a word.
He didn't even say a word to the three people in the room.
Chen Zheliu saw the backs of the two people leaving, his innocent and clear pupils drooped slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm and mockery, and a hint of melancholy was immersed in the depths of his black pupils.
As expected, my father didn't care about the three of them, he only cared about that woman.
How... greedy.
There are obviously three other people here waiting for stepmother's attention.
Chen Zheliu stood up first, picked up the remaining chicken leg bones wrapped in oil paper on the table, and walked lazily towards the door. When he passed the unconscious woman on the ground, he threw the bones directly on the woman's face, which was covered with blood.
"You're so ugly, you're not worthy of being in the Shen family."
After saying that, he went straight back to sleep.
A very light and low sound flew into the wind outside through the open door.
But Shen Qinghuan and Shen Junsheng were not surprised when they heard this, and just thought that Shen Zheliu hated the disgusting things this woman did today.
After all, they also dislike this woman.
Shen Qinghuan watched as Chen Guiwu took Sheng Wu away, and she sat there helplessly, her fingertips clenched until they turned white.
Suddenly, she turned her head to look at Shen Junsheng, who also looked a little tired and helpless.
"Brother, let's talk."
“…”
Hearing this, Shen Junsheng, who was leaning on the sofa and looked tired and ugly because he had not rested for a long time, moved his face slightly. He forced himself to open his tired eyelids, breathing heavily, but didn't say anything.
"Forget it, just take a rest first. We'll talk about it after you've rested well."
Shen Qinghuan saw that his mental and physical strength had been exhausted to the extreme. Thinking of the intelligence about the war, and from the blood-stained hem of Shen Junsheng's clothes and the black smoke on his face, he realized that he had heard the news about the substitute and immediately rushed back to protect Sheng Wu.
Shen Junsheng also knew that his body had reached the bottom line of overload, so he closed his eyes and took a long breath, his low and magnetic voice filled with fatigue and weakness.
"Hmm..." He could only make a nasal sound, neither light nor heavy.
While Shen Qinghuan was still thinking about how to deal with the person on the ground, Gu Bai and Gu Mo appeared at the same time. Probably following Shen Guiwu's instructions, they directly lifted the woman on the ground and went to the torture chamber in the basement of Shen's house.
Seeing this, Shen Qinghuan's brows relaxed, and she watched Shen Junsheng lie down on the sofa in the living room and fall asleep without even taking off his military boots. Her cold brows furrowed again.
It seems that the war in the south has indeed reached an imminent state, even the eldest brother is struggling so much.
She stood up without saying a word, took a quilt from the cabinet in the side room of the living room, and covered Shen Junsheng with it.
Glancing at Shen Junsheng's condition, she realized something else in her heart.
The fact that she could rush back to protect Awu even when she was so tired and exhausted showed that her inner guess of wanting to ask Shen Junsheng had been proven, wasn't it?
Then Shen Qinghuan sighed softly, turned around and left with complicated eyes.
......
Chen Guiwu brought Sheng Wu to the kitchen.
The servants had already gone to rest, and did not come to the kitchen to help without Chen Guiwu's order.
Chen Guiwu first took Sheng Wu's hand and washed the blood off his hand beside the pond where the water was frequently changed and very clean.
Sheng Wu stood at the edge of the pond, looking down at Chen Guiwu as she rolled up her gown. She bent down, rolled up the sleeves of her cheongsam slightly to ensure that they would not get wet, then held her hand and carefully and gently wiped the dried blood in the water.
Wu Wen's eyes paused slightly, and Sheng Wu suddenly asked softly.
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
Hearing this, Shen Guiwu, who hadn't heard her speak all the way, paused, then continued to wash her hands as if nothing had happened, his voice as gentle as always.
"You are my wife, my Mrs. Shen, my Ah Wu..."
After a pause, he said, "Why should I be afraid?"
Listening to these three extremely simple yet passionate confessions, Sheng Wu's eyebrows moved slightly, and her beautiful eyes looked at the man in front of her very calmly. Those eyes, which were still slightly tinged with scarlet, were extremely cold.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you too?" His tone was very light, as if he was just curious.
“…”
Chen Guiwu remained silent for a while. He lowered his head and carefully washed Sheng Wu's jade fingers. He picked up a white towel and wiped the water stains. There was an unfathomable look under his silver retro glasses.
The night deepened and the summer cicadas became restless.
A gentle breeze blew the faint smell of blood from Sheng Wu's body towards Chen Guiwu.
There was silence between the two of them, and there was a subtle, wordless magnetic field lingering.
After wiping Sheng Wu's hands clean, Chen Guiwu raised his head and looked at her with a calm and deep gaze. Without saying a word, he quickly and neatly took out the pistol hidden at his waist.
He took her hand and flipped the gun's safety pin.
“Snap!”
Then, he held Sheng Wu's hand and pointed the gun at his heart!
"You want to kill me? You don't have to do it. I'll give it to you."
Chen Guiwu's handsome face was tense and solemn, and he looked at Sheng Wu with eyes full of unconditional doting and indulgence. Even when he said this, his cold, thin crimson lips raised a light arc and chuckled, as if he was just giving an unimportant gift.
"I taught you how to shoot. I think... you should be able to accept this gift perfectly."
Subtext: I taught you how to shoot, so it's perfect for killing me.
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