Chapter 6 Chapter 6 "Cheng Shuze is bleeding a lot, he's probably going to die...
"Jiang Yiyun, do you really think I'm easy to talk to? I'll do whatever you want."
The man knelt on one knee on the sofa, his tall figure pressing down, an extremely strong sense of oppression rising up, his right hand lightly pinching her slender and fragile neck and lifting it up, blood surging and jumping in the blue-purple veins under his palm, as if the bright red would gush out and stain the crisp white if he exerted force.
Cheng Shuze, the leader among the second generation of playboys, has always had a bad temper and is not afraid to do what he says. He only restrains himself a little in front of Jiang Yiyu and can be reluctantly obedient.
Even though he was so obedient, his brothers always kept saying that he was bewitched by Jiang Yiyu's beauty and turned into a good family man.
But once it breaks free, it is scarier than a mad dog.
Cheng Shuze slowly tightened his hand on Jiang Yiyu's neck, forcing her to look up. He looked down at her condescendingly, his eyes full of danger.
Suddenly oppressed and unable to breathe, Jiang Yiyun coughed twice, frowned, and reached out to pry Cheng Shuze's wrist: "Ahem, let go, you're hurting me."
"What's wrong? Aren't you usually very capable? But now you can't stand it?" Cheng Shuze laughed coldly and hoarsely, his expression unchanged and the strength in his hands did not decrease at all.
The man who always acted arrogantly outside but never dared to speak loudly to her actually dared to strangle her today. Jiang Yiyu's anger surged in her heart, and she raised her leg and kicked Cheng Shuze without mercy.
Cheng Shuze had anticipated this, and he slightly sidestepped, firmly grasped Jiang Yiyu's slender calf with his right hand, and dragged her under him.
The pure cotton sofa specially selected for the living room is very soft. People lying on it are firmly supported and wrapped. They took advantage of this point when choosing the sofa. A short distance of dragging does not hurt at all. Even though Cheng Shuze lost control of his strength this time and was more violent than before, their quarrel this time was different from before and it was definitely not something that could be resolved so easily.
Cheng Shuze's hands were colder than her exposed skin, and she couldn't help but shiver when she first touched them.
"Cheng Shuze, you're crazy." Jiang Yiyu frantically tried to break free, but was pinned down by the waist. "You agreed to the divorce yourself, why are you going crazy now?"
"I fucking agreed to the divorce, not to be a stepping stone for that Ling guy."
"Guan Lingjingzhi, what's going on? Can you please wake up a little bit?"
During the pulling, struggling and rolling, Cheng Shuze still had the advantage in terms of size and physical strength. Jiang Yiyu stretched out one hand and tried to reach the aromatherapy bottle on the coffee table, which contained half a bottle of plant essential oil and two vines.
Jiang Yiyu reached out and grabbed the glass bottle. The vine fell off, and half of the essential oil in the bottle flowed back from the open bottle mouth, dripping onto the light-colored blanket, leaving wet marks, and then flowed down Jiang Yiyu's arm.
Not caring about the sticky liquid spilled by the essential oil in her hand, Jiang Yiyun threatened: "Cheng Shuze, if you dare to fight me again, I will beat you up."
"I believe it, of course I don't." Cheng Shuze spoke lazily, even adjusting the angle so that Jiang Yiyu could raise her hand and hit him in the face. "You punched me for Ling Jingzhi before, and you're still doing it for Ling Jingzhi now. You've really stuck to your original intention."
Jiang Yiyun originally didn't want to really fight, but after hearing Cheng Shuze's provocative tone, she became even more furious: "I fucking told you, what happened between us has nothing to do with him."
Cheng Shuze sneered: "Do you think I believe you? You and he have always been in contact. You don't really think I don't know. Even if we are just a business marriage, we should still follow the basic agreement, Miss Jiang."
Why had she never thought Cheng Shuze was so unreasonable before? The last part about a business marriage made Jiang Yiyun laugh in anger: "Believe it or not, you said it's just a business marriage anyway, why do you care so much?"
"A business marriage." Cheng Shuze repeated each word slowly, and smiled grimly. "You're absolutely right. Ours was originally a business marriage. If my family hadn't arranged an engagement with you when we were little, I wouldn't have pursued you in high school, and I certainly wouldn't have married you later."
How dare Jiang Yiyu say that their marriage was a business one? Did he really think that a crappy business marriage would make him condescend to follow such a difficult person like her?
"Well said, Mr. Cheng is finally willing to tell me the truth. You married me just to complete the task given by your family, right?" No matter how hard she tried to convince herself, a man as arrogant as Cheng Shuze, a simple business marriage was not enough to make him completely obey and marry her, but when she suddenly heard him admit it himself, Jiang Yiyu tensed up and didn't let herself cry on the spot.
The atmosphere was frozen for a moment, and Cheng Shuze was barely silent. But Jiang Yiyun had already said so much, and it would be too embarrassing for him to give in. So Cheng Shuze sneered and said firmly: "Otherwise, do you think? Without my family's requirements, I would pursue you? It must be that my parents like you, otherwise..."
Before Cheng Shuze could finish his words, Jiang Yiyu raised her hand and slapped him with an exceptionally crisp sound.
She always really hits when she strikes. Cheng Shuze knew that if he spoke like that, Jiang Yiyu would definitely hit him back given her temper, so it was not surprising that he was knocked down.
However, this time the attack was quite brutal, no less severe than the one in high school. Even though he was prepared, Cheng Shuze was stunned for a moment before he felt the burning pain on his face.
"I didn't hit you hard enough." Jiang Yiyu clenched her fist, felt the pain in her hand, and came to a conclusion calmly.
"It was a business marriage, and now we've finally broken up. You should be happy too. It's a good breakup, and it's a decent break for both of us."
Cheng Shuze stuck his teeth out and laughed wickedly, "I'm glad we're breaking up. But I won't break up just like that."
Cheng Shuze's hand slid down her neck and caressed Jiang Yiyu's soft cheek. He hooked a bunch of her hair that was messed up during her struggle and slowly wrapped it around his index finger.
"How about giving you two choices?" Cheng Shuze has a three-dimensional bone structure and firm skin. Every mark is clearly reflected on his face. The fingerprints of the slap just now are deep and shallow on his face. His breath is warm at close range, but he is more like a cold-blooded animal waiting to catch prey. He quietly and silently places his target under his encirclement until he kills it with one blow.
There was a slight pulling pain when her hair was gently pulled. Jiang Yiyu turned her head and heard the two options that Cheng Shuze gave her.
"Either you hit me with that glass bottle in your hand, or I'll fuck you now."
Jiang Yiyun was so angry that she laughed: "You are really fucking sick. Can't you just break up peacefully? I just slapped you, don't force me to do it again."
"There are only two options, choose one."
Cheng Shuze deliberately didn't want her to have an easy time today, but it was a pity that she was the only one who ordered Cheng Shuze around, and there was no chance that Cheng Shuze would force her to choose between two options.
"Get out of my way. Don't be such a jerk in front of me." Jiang Yiyu tried to stand up sideways but was restrained by Cheng Shuze. She raised her eyes and cursed.
Cheng Shuze was unmoved: "If you don't choose, then I will choose for you."
Jiang Yiyun: "Oh? Then may I ask which one Mr. Cheng would like to choose for me?"
Cheng Shuze smiled slowly with a fierce look in his eyes: "I want to choose the second one."
Cold fingers groped along the square neckline of the skirt, pulled off the sleeves, revealing her fair shoulders. Jiang Yiyu was initially shocked that Cheng Shuze actually dared to pull her clothes, but after a turn of her eyes, she turned to the mocking smile she has now.
Cheng Shuze paused: "Don't you consider the first option?"
"What are you considering?" Jiang Yiyun smiled charmingly, letting the spring scenery under her collar fall into the man's eyes. She even raised her legs to hook Cheng Shuze's waist, pressing him to her, and exhaled sweetly, "I don't believe you really dare to do anything to me."
Cheng Shuze pretended very well and even had to choose between the two. If he really dared to use force, he would have started it from the beginning instead of dragging it out here. He is just asking for trouble.
Cheng Shuze's expression was uncertain, and he didn't make the next move. Jiang Yiyun pulled the corner of her mouth and reached out to push him: "Okay, stop pretending. Get off me. It's so heavy."
I had only intended to sign a property division agreement, but now I was exhausted, and my hands were still covered in spilled, sticky essential oils. Jiang Yiyun was feeling rather bored, just waiting for this mess to be over.
Cheng Shuze suddenly said, "I really wanted to scare you, but now I've changed my mind."
Jiang Yiyu's reflection was particularly clear in Cheng Shuze's deep pupils. He straightened his waist and slowly rolled up his sleeves, his forearm muscles tensed. "Miss Jiang, I have a piece of advice for you."
"Don't really try to piss off a man."
The sound of thin fabric shattering was heard in an instant, and Jiang Yiyu's voice was urgent: "Fuck, Cheng Shuze, you are fucking crazy, let go."
Jiang Yiyun's hand, which was originally resting loosely on the aromatherapy bottle, instantly clasped it tightly and said through gritted teeth, "If you don't get out of here, I'll really do it."
Cheng Shuze held Jiang Yiyu's waist tightly, not giving in at all. Jiang Yiyu hesitated for a long time, but couldn't bear to lift the glass bottle in her hand. Seeing that she didn't move, Cheng Shuze slid his fingers all the way to the soft skin under the hem of her skirt, and then went inside.
Seeing that her attempts to stop him were futile, Jiang Yiyu finally made up her mind and raised her hand to smash it down with force.
Glass fragments mixed with blood splattered everywhere, Cheng Shuze paused, and Jiang Yiyu took the opportunity to push him away and sat up.
Blood oozed from the wound on his forehead, flowing down his eyelids and long eyelashes, staining half of his vision red. Cheng Shuze remained extremely calm and let Jiang Yiyu curse.
"You're fucking sick, really fucking sick." Jiang Yiyu took out a few pieces of paper and wiped the bloody part of his face. "You're satisfied now, and you feel good after getting hit. You think I'll feel sorry for you and then write off everything that happened before? Dream on."
Cheng Shuze closed his eyes.
The cut on Cheng Shuze's head looked quite deep, and even two or three tissues were stained red with blood. Jiang Yiyun threw the tissues into the trash can in frustration and sneered, "The wound is a bit deep, you need to go to the hospital."
Jiang Yiyu took Cheng Shuze's phone from the coffee table, unlocked it with her fingerprint, flipped to the first contact in the recent list, Yang Han's contact information, and called him.
Last night, Yang Han stayed out too late at Ta's bar and was hungover. When he was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone, he was lying on the bed in the hotel with a splitting headache. After barely opening his eyelids and seeing that it was Cheng Shuze calling, he sighed and answered the phone at the last second before the ringing stopped.
"Brother Cheng, what are you doing so early in the morning..."
"I'm Jiang Yiyu. Cheng Shuze has lost a lot of blood and is probably dying. Please call an ambulance for him."
The author has something to say:
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My dear Brother Cheng! It would be great if you listened to your brother's advice. There's nothing that can't be solved by kneeling down. Why do you insist on being stubborn? I'll let you be stubborn! I'll let you be stubborn! I'll let you be stubborn!
When they quarreled, I was very scared, and I always felt that the glass bottle would fly into my face in the next second (covering my face and running away)
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