Shen Wanci's eyes widened in fear, she twisted her head to avoid the man's rough and domineering kiss, screaming: "Bo Jingzhou, let me go, you lunatic, pervert, psychopath..."

He was on edge, unleashing every curse word he could think of at him nonstop.

She struggled fiercely, her head shaking like a metronome. Bo Jingzhou tried several times to kiss her again but was dodged each time.

The man looked down at her face, near collapse from extreme resistance, a colder smile playing on his lips. He pinned her hands to her head and untied the loose tie hanging around his neck, using it to bind her.

A flurry of kisses fell upon her neck, leaving behind a trail of scarlet marks wherever they landed.

Shen Wanci was wearing pants today, but under Bo Jingzhou's terrifyingly violent treatment, the difference between pants and a skirt didn't really matter—both were torn apart directly.

"Bo Jingzhou, if you've taken something and gone mad, just go to Jian Weining," she said excitedly, her words jumbled. "You've been making rumors with her, getting her investments, I've never interfered before. Tonight He Yi just happened to meet me and saved me. Me and him are much cleaner than you and Jian Weining..."

Aha!

The sound of tearing fabric was startlingly clear in the living room, where only her screams echoed.

Being able to tear apart thick winter denim jeans with bare hands, Shen Wanci couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying strength that would take.

Bo Jingzhou smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "You should be glad you and he are clean. Otherwise, the one lying there tonight would be that Qin."

Shen Wanci kicked and thrashed like crazy, but her legs were pinned by Bo Jingzhou, so she couldn't cause any real damage.

“With such abilities, why haven't you taken Jian Weining? You insist on clinging to me, your emotionally detached nominal wife. If you were a real man, go and forcefully take Jian Weining! I would give you both a big red envelope, wishing you a lifetime of happiness together…”

If this were normal circumstances, she definitely wouldn't say these provocative words at a moment like this. But now, even if she flattered him and obeyed him in every way, Bo Jingzhou wouldn't let her go!

Because he was exuding a strong masculine pheromone at the moment, ferocious and brutal, wishing to dismember her and devour her.

Bo Jingzhou's hand landed on her, a wanton assault. The lust and anger churning in his eyes were suppressed beneath a calm surface, making him even more terrifying to look at.

He spoke slowly, as if each word was oozing out of his throat: "But right now, I'd rather overpower you."

At this moment, there was almost nothing between the two of them.

The endless despair rose like the sea, threatening to drag Shen Wanci into the abyss.

She clutched Bo Jingzhou's neck with all her might, one leg thrown over his waist, the other pushing him away from her with all her strength—

"Bang..."

They both tumbled off the couch together...

Bo Jingzhou landed below, his back hitting the ground with a solid thud.

Shen Wanci lowered her head and bit down hard on the man's shoulder. This bite was extremely heavy, aimed at tearing off a piece of his flesh. In an instant, blood welled up, the metallic tang of blood spreading in her mouth, mingled with the scent from his clothes and the air around them. For a moment, she couldn't hold it in and turned her head to retch a few times.

Throughout the entire process, the man seemed to have no pain whatsoever, not even a wrinkle on his brow. It wasn't until Shen Wanci turned her head and gagged that his face changed, and he reached out to pat her back...

But before he could even touch her, Shen Wanci was like a young cub, warily climbing off him and retreating several steps.

"Stay away from me!"

She picked up a decorative porcelain vase from the tea table, pointing it at the man in front of her. Her expression clearly conveyed that if he made even the slightest move, she would smash it over his head.

There was a hint of resolute determination.

Bo Jingzhou stared at her, got up from the ground, and walked towards her with slow but determined steps. "Want to kill me?"

Shen Wanci's hands were trembling, she couldn't tell if it was from nervousness or fear, or maybe just from using too much force. "Don't move."

She slammed the bottom of the porcelain vase onto the coffee table, shards flying everywhere. In that short span of less than a second, Bo Jingzhou had already leaped in front of her, grabbing her wrist.

A piercing pain shot through her, and Shen Wanci instinctively loosened her grip. The porcelain bottle tumbled to the ground, rendering her completely harmless.

Bo Jingzhou pulled her away, preventing the shards of porcelain from injuring her. Beneath his palm, the woman's muscles were tense, trembling slightly all over.

The man let out a low sigh, his mind blank. He reached up to wipe away the tears from her face and untied the knotted tie around her neck, circle by circle. "I'm sorry, I lost control," he murmured.

Shen Wanci still had red eyes, staring at her with suspicion.

"Go back to your room and rest."

"No, I have to go back!"

She just wants to leave now, get as far away from this man as possible. Who knows if he'll lose control again? As for these grievances and mistreatment, she'll just consider it like being bitten by a mad dog.

Bo Jingzhou's face was as cold as frost, and though he spoke in a low voice, his gritted teeth betrayed his fury. "I won't touch you."

"Do you think I'd believe you?"

The living room fell silent after that statement...

Bo Jingzhou pursed his lips, looking as if he had reached his limit. The blue veins on his forehead stood out slightly due to the tension.

He could only offer such a guarantee, which was already the biggest concession he could make. For a moment, that suppressed, restless urge began to stir again.

He even wanted to take her regardless of how she cried, struggled, or feared, begging for mercy, just following his own will.

She was his lawfully wedded wife. Even if he took her, it was just what a husband and wife should do.

But seeing that Shen Wanci's face still had wet tear marks, he couldn't help but soften his heart a bit: "Go change your clothes, I'll send you back."

Her clothes weren't completely torn apart, but they were almost entirely ripped off, especially her pants.

Shen Wanci still refused: "No, I'll just wrap myself in my coat. Let the bodyguard take me back."

She was wearing a long down jacket that reached her calves. It was tightly wrapped, so you couldn't really tell much, just that she was a little cold.

If she wasn't being held by Bo Jingzhou's hand right now, unable to break free, she would have long since distanced herself from him. Where would she allow his hand to touch her?

Thin Jingzhou sneered, pinning her chin and forcing her to meet his gaze: "Do you think you have the qualifications to bargain with me now? Either sleep here or change your clothes, I'll send you back."

Finally, Shen Wanci still went upstairs quickly to freshen up and changed her clothes before being sent back by Bo Jingzhou.

The car was silent, the atmosphere heavy. The bodyguard driving in the front didn't dare to speak.

As soon as they reached the apartment building, Shen Wanci rushed into the building like she was fleeing.

Bo Jingzhou pinched the bridge of his nose and instructed the bodyguard who was about to get off: "Keep her under constant watch these days."

The bodyguard replied, "Yes," and hurried after Shen Wanci...

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