Tyrant Be Good, I'll Love You

"Shen Zhiqiao, in the past, I only thought that your actions were perverted and that you did not care about the severity of the matter. However, your intentions were simple and your heart was kind!" He shook her hand away with all his might and raised his voice, "But I never thought that you would become so scheming and unscrupulous!"

Shen Zhi Qiao shook his head with all his might. With his red eyes, he once again reached out to grab his hand, but he fiercely avoided it. He pointed at the door and shouted, "Get out! I don't want to see you right now!"

Shen Zhi Qiao was panicking. She had never seen him treat her so coldly before. She held her head as she looked around helplessly.

She was so confused, so confused.

I don't understand, I don't understand anymore, right?

"Jing …" Soft, soft, weak.

Qi Mujing clenched his left hand, walked towards the bed, and opened the curtain with his right hand, "Zhi'er, how are you? "Are you okay?!"

"Scene... "Your son feels so bad …" Shen Shuzhi stared at him with a pair of watery almond eyes and beautiful red lips, looking tenderly at him.

Hearing this, Qi Mujing sat on the edge of the bed nervously, using his bent arm to pull her into his embrace. With his other hand, he touched her forehead, which was covered in sweat, "Zhi-er, bear with it, Uncle Tie is already concocting the antidote for your affections … "Just bear with it a little longer!"

Shen Shuzhi bit her lips and rested her head on his neck, "Jing, I feel terrible. I can't wait anymore, can you help me …"

Shen Zhi Qiao's entire body was trembling as she looked at the scene before her that she would never have thought of before. Her five fingers were stuck into her flesh.

Her Jing, who doted on her, doted on her, protected her, and forgave her Jing, who whispered in her ear, "You're still young, I'll wait for you", how could this Jing be so cruel and desperate for another woman in front of her?!

What did he want with her? Where was he going to force her to go?

Her eyes were wide open, and even with tears welling up in her eyes, she was still staring at them. It didn't matter if she had abused herself, she wanted to see, just how far could they go in front of her?!

"Jing, hug me tighter …"

Qi Mujing only needed to call out to her in a soft voice to hug her, and then a pink muslin cloth was thrown to the ground with a flick of his fingers.

Shen Zhi Qiao closed his eyes and breathed in. His cheeks were twitching because he was enduring.

He thought that by closing his eyes, he could deceive himself that nothing had happened.

But in the end, he couldn't bear it any longer. With bloodshot eyes, Shen Zhi Qiao rushed forward and mercilessly tore apart the fluttering silver screen.

It was unknown where she got the strength from, but she unexpectedly pushed Qi Mujing who was crawling onto Shen Shuzhi's body away. Grabbing Shen Shuzhi's wrist, she lifted up and fiercely slapped her in the face, "Bitch!"

"Pa …"

Qi Mujing's raised hand was still trembling slightly, but his tone sounded as if it was covered by a thousand years of ice, "Shen Zhiqiao, how dare you …"

"Why would I not dare?! Regardless of whether you admit it or not, I am now the legal wife of you, Qi Mujing. She dares to seduce you in front of me, so why wouldn't I dare to hit her! "

She pointed at the woman on the bed, whose clothes were in disarray, and spoke in a low and hoarse voice, "Qi Mujing, if you loved her so much, why didn't you die with her six years ago?!"

Qi Mujing's expression immediately changed and he raised his arm, "Shen Zhiqiao, you really are lawless!"

"You're used to me being lawless!" Shen Zhiqiao raised his voice and retorted.

"…" Qi Mujing's back trembled as a complicated look appeared in her eyes.

Shen Zhi Qiao's red eyes looked as if they would bleed in the next moment, "Qi Mu Jing, since you are only willing to touch her, then why did you marry me six years ago?!"

"…" Qi Mujing's dark eyes suddenly flashed with a sense of guilt, and his raised hand finally couldn't land on the ground again.

He lowered his arm and sighed lightly, "Today, I will no longer pursue what you have done to the knowledgeable son. However, since you killed him, I will punish you by going to the meditation room and thinking about it …" He paused, "I don't like women with their hands covered in blood!"

Shen Zhi Qiao's face paled, his eyes turned towards the door, only to see that the few corpses that had been lying at the entrance a moment ago were no longer there. It seemed that the servants had neatly cleaned them up.

His heart could not help but palpitate, and he hurriedly avoided opening his eyes, "I didn't kill those people!"

Seeing that she denied it, Qi Mujing's anger that had just been suppressed rose again, and with a gloomy face, Qi Mujing grabbed her hand, "Don't lie anymore, if you didn't kill the person, then what happened to the needle marks on your hand?!" Shen Zhi Qiao, I've heard enough lies about you! "

"Now, go to the meditation room and reflect on it!"

Shen Zhiqiao looked at the mottled red mark on his palm in disbelief, "I didn't use my flying ability, how could I …?"

"It feels so bad, I know it doesn't feel good …"

Qi Mujing looked at Shen Shuzhi with a pained look, his heroic face instantly darkened. He strode forward and embraced her, gently caressing her cheeks with his fingers, but his eyes were like daggers as they landed on Shen Zhiqiao's face, "Shen Zhiqiao, knowing my son is my bottom line, if you continue to act recklessly, I won't let you off so easily!"

What a bottom line! He will not be forgiven!

Shen Zhi Qiao held onto his chest. He was in so much pain that he started to smile. His gaze landed on the person he had protected in his embrace like a treasure, and he noticed that she was staring at him with hatred.

She was not unfamiliar with this kind of gaze. This was how she looked when they first met.

In just a moment, she leaned on the man beside her.

Shen Zhiqiao's mind rumbled as a bolt of lightning flashed. He suddenly understood the reason behind the 'excitement' that had happened to her the entire night.

Anger raged in her heart, and she couldn't help but want to tear apart her hypocritical mask.

However, before he could even take a step forward, he heard her cry out in pain.

Soon after, an extremely strong gust of air crashed onto Shen Qiao's shoulder. She gritted her teeth and retreated several steps back, heavily knocking against the edge of the table. She tilted her head and saw that there was a silver needle glowing with a cold light on her shoulder.