Chapter 243: The wealthy wife forced into the Shura field (22)
After a while, Wen Haochen arrived at the door of the suite where Jiang Tingxu and Qingwu were.
After he stood still, his chest heaved violently and he gasped for breath.
But just as he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, for some reason, he suddenly calmed down.
At this moment, Wen Haochen's heart was sinking, sinking... until it fell into an abyss that was bottomless. He had actually known this for a long time: Qingwu's heart had already belonged to someone else.
However, it had always been his wishful thinking and insistence.
But even so, he never felt the slightest regret.
On the contrary, deep down in his heart, he was secretly glad that he was the first to discover Qingwu, this rare treasure, and decisively took action to seize the ownership.
He also vowed that as long as he treated Qingwu wholeheartedly, he would be able to win her heart slowly over time.
He had confidence.
...But in the end, he's still not as good as Jiang Tingxu?
What's so good about Jiang Tingxu?!
When there was a knock on the door and Wen Haochen's cold voice came from outside, Jiang Tingxu's mouth curled up slightly, revealing an imperceptible contemptuous smile.
Jiang Tingxu leaned down gently and tenderly kissed the woman in his arms, whose eyes still showed a hint of sleepiness.
Then he calmly began to put on his pants, zipped up his clothes, and carefully straightened out his clothes which had become a little messy.
Jiang Tingxu opened the door to Wen Haochen in a very good mood.
——This matter must have a result, he also wants a status.
Wen Haochen's face was gloomy, and there was a complex light in his eyes.
However, Jiang Tingxu turned a blind eye and continued to look at Wen Haochen with a smile, as if he didn't care about what might happen next.
At this moment, the room was still filled with an ambiguous atmosphere that had not yet completely dissipated.
It was a scent that was a mixture of Qingwu's unique fragrance and hormones - a scent that had made Wen Haochen fall in love with it countless times and couldn't let it go.
Wen Haochen's eyes quickly swept across the room, passed by Jiang Tingxu, who looked satisfied and complacent, and instantly locked onto Qingwu.
I saw Qingwu leaning lazily on the edge of the bed, with the quilt draped casually over her body, leaving most of her snow-smooth shoulders exposed.
Her expression was as cold as water. There was no trace of timidity on her beautiful face. Instead, she seemed extremely calm, as if the fierce conflict that was about to break out had nothing to do with her. She was just an outsider watching with cold eyes.
Jiang Tingxu deliberately looked nonchalant as he continued to straighten his already messy collar, but the corners of his slightly raised mouth inadvertently revealed an extremely sarcastic smile.
That smile was not only mixed with a hint of pride, but also contained a clear provocation.
At this moment, his cold gaze was cast directly at Wen Haochen without any hesitation, his eyes filled with disdain. "Why, are you so anxious to catch someone cheating?"
Jiang Tingxu's voice was not loud, and could even be said to be understated.
But such a light and airy word seemed particularly harsh and unpleasant in this quiet and tense room.
Every word in his voice was like an extremely sharp blade, stabbing straight into Wen Haochen's heart.
Wen Haochen's originally calm eyes were suddenly filled with bloodshot, his eyes were wide open, and his eye sockets seemed to be about to burst with anger.
He felt like his chest was filled with a volcano about to erupt, and the anger could swallow him up at any time.
Although I repeatedly told myself to stay calm and restrained, I was ultimately unable to suppress the surging manic emotions in my heart.
Wen Haochen rushed forward and grabbed Jiang Tingxu's collar with his hands like a pair of pliers. Due to excessive force, the veins on the back of his hands bulged out, and his eyes seemed as if he wanted to eat the other person alive.
"You bastard, how dare you touch her!" Wen Haochen's voice became hoarse and low because of his resentment. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying endless anger and unwillingness.
Wen Haochen knew that this was all Jiang Tingxu's fault.
He must have been deliberately seducing her. He has no shame and is morally corrupt!
How could Awu be wrong?
It's these dirty guys who are coveting his position and his treasures!
Why did Jiang Tingxu come back!
You made your choice back then, but now you’re doing something so shameless!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more violent his men became. Gradually, he stopped paying attention to his behavior and the situation gradually got out of control.
Jiang Tingxu was naturally not a soft persimmon that could be bullied by anyone. At first, he took a few hits from Wen Haochen, just to give him a chance to vent.
But I didn't expect that this guy would become more and more aggressive and show no intention of stopping.
Is this going to stop being so arrogant?
Do you really think he is easy to bully?
How did he leave back then? Wasn't there anything he did about it?
He has endured him long enough!
Jiang Tingxu was furious and unwilling to show weakness. He suddenly exerted force with both hands and pushed forward fiercely, pushing Wen Haochen away.
Wen Haochen was caught off guard and staggered, almost falling to the ground in a mess.
However, he reacted extremely quickly, adjusted his posture quickly, stabilized his body, and pounced on Jiang Tingxu again.
In an instant, the two men were like two ferocious beasts, entangled and fighting each other.
They fought back and forth, neither of them giving in, and neither of them was willing to take the first step back.
As fists and feet were swung, the surrounding furniture was knocked over.
The chair next to him was knocked over to the ground, making a clanging sound.
The glass on the table was also knocked over and fell to the ground, making a crisp shattering sound and glass fragments flying everywhere.
The room was a complete mess, with clothes and pillows scattered all over the floor.
However, Qingwu, who was in this mess, seemed to be extremely calm and composed.
She didn't even lift her eyelids, as if she completely ignored the chaotic scene before her as if it were air.
Of course, Wen Haochen and Jiang Tingxu would avoid her.
Qingwu slowly stood up, her movements as graceful as if she were at home, not affected by the fight at all.
She walked to the dressing table with light steps, sat down gracefully, picked up the comb, and began to comb her slightly messy hair slowly and methodically.
Her eyes remained calm as water, without a single ripple, as if she were watching a farce that had nothing to do with her.
She didn't show any concern for the two men who fought for her.
If they want to fight, let them fight. What can a fight... change the outcome?
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