Allow her to be pampered

At the critical moment, Chi Rong suddenly remembered what the second uncle said.

Wu Qingzhi, not only can't you bear it, but you will be hurt by him.

Chi Rong's throat was choked, his nose was sore, but no more tears came from his eyes.

It turns out that liking someone actually needs to pay such a high price.

Chi Rong grew up savagely since she was a child, but was pampered in a paradoxical way. For the past 18 years, her life has been smooth and smooth, and has never been so stormy.

However, since marrying Wu Qingzhi, Chi Rong first tasted love, and the bitter fruit that came with it was subtly influenced, and finally he enjoyed it.

Chi Rong was terribly afraid, but what to do, she clearly fell in love with Wu Qingzhi.

Wu Qingzhi's gentle love made people fall deeply, Chi Rong was tempted, and there was no room for repentance.

Thinking of this, Chi Rong finally closed his eyes.

It was at this critical moment that a cry of pain suddenly sounded above his head!
Chi Rong only felt his neck loosen, opened his eyes, looked closely, and saw the reflection on the water surface, it was Boss Jin who was subdued from behind, and immediately let go of his hands!
"Why are you sick again!"

A piece of glass shards fell on his head, and there were several bloodstains on Boss Jin's forehead.

Behind him, there was only a man in a suit and leather shoes standing coldly holding a broken glass bottle with blood on it.

Chi Rong called out in a crying voice: "Wu Qingzhi! Why did you come here! I hate you!"

Without allowing Wu Qingzhi to answer, the injured Boss Jin became reckless and wanted to fight Wu Qingzhi.

The glass bottle in Wu Qingzhi's hand was picked up from the window of the sentry box. It was probably used by the guards for drinking water on weekdays, and there was a little tea in it that had been overnight.

The tea had a rotten smell, and at this moment, Boss Jin felt ashamed and humiliated.

He really never imagined that this tall and thin Boss Wu usually looks gentle and thin, but who would have expected that once he gets ruthless, the strength in his hands will be so great.

Wu Qingzhi tightly held the glass bottle with a sharp gap, and stabbed Boss Jin's arm fiercely.

In an instant, blood flowed profusely, and Boss Jin let out a heart-piercing roar.

Wu Qingzhi remained silent, but Chi Rong screamed, "Don't stab him! He'll die!"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Qingzhi suddenly turned his head, but seeing his red eyes, he was already furious.

He sternly said every word in a cold voice: "Then let him die!"

After finishing his speech, he threw his body and pushed Boss Jin into the lye pool.

Boss Jin was thrashing violently in the lye water, his skin burned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, Chi Rong looked at him like a fat-headed fish that fell into a boiling oil pan and was fried alive.

Boss Jin struggled several times, trying to climb out of the alkaline pool, but Wu Qingzhi stretched out his long legs and kicked him back into it again and again.

Chi Rong was almost dumbfounded, her hands were still tied behind her waist, she couldn't move, so she had to put her head on Wu Qingzhi's chest.

"Wu Qingzhi, be more sober, he will die! Swear at him as soon as he speaks. If he really dies, you will become a murderer!"

However, Wu Qingzhi was concentrating on it, calmly sadistic.

He sneered and said, "Chi Rong, he misses you, so death is not a pity."

Chi Rong cried, "What about me? What should I do? If you become a murderer, you will go to jail or even be shot!"

She had no strength left in her body, so she said listlessly, "You promised me to make up for my wedding!"

Chi Rong's hair was a mess, and the top of it was frizzy.

She was like a helpless kitten, terrified, trying her best, but to no avail.

So I had to plead bitterly: "Wu Qingzhi, you can't keep your word, or I will hate you."

As soon as the words finished, Chi Rong felt Wu Qingzhi's body stiffen, and immediately, a pair of warm arms embraced her.

"Chi Rong, I'm sorry, I..."

Chi Rong arched his head, pressed against Wu Qingzhi's body tightly, and said softly, "I hate you."

She clearly said so many times that she hates it, but so many times she hides her liking, and she likes it more and more each time.

Chi Rong shed tears, Wu Qingzhi untied her with red eyes, and even patted the dust off her body carefully.

He saw Chi Rong's little bare feet. He was wearing a pair of patent leather kitten heels leather shoes, but now they also fell to the ground dusty.

Wu Qingzhi glanced at Boss Jin coldly, but seeing the fat man rolling, he finally jumped out of the lye pool and took his life.

Boss Jin's clothes had faded from the heat, but his exposed skin was red. If he didn't rescue him in time, the flesh under his clothes would probably be burnt too.

In order to prevent workers from falling into the lye pool, soap factories installed cold water taps in the factory buildings.

Boss Jin was in severe pain, so he immediately took off his clothes, turned on the faucet, and rinsed himself with splashing cold water.

But he was too fat, the fat and ointment swelled under the skin, and when the cold water rushed to one place, it couldn't take care of that place.

He was in excruciating pain, but he couldn't make a sound.

Wu Qingzhi looked at him blankly, then turned around again, picked up Chi Rong's shoes, and put them on for her carefully.

Immediately, he grabbed Chi Rong's waist with a long arm, and hugged him to his chest, blocking the dirty look of Boss Jin.

"Chi Rong, I'll take you home."

Wu Qingzhi's brows are affectionate, as quiet and picturesque as a picture.

Seeing that the two of them were about to leave, Boss Jin immediately called for help at the top of his voice, "Help me! Hiss, call the ambulance—cough, cough, emergency call!"

Just now he fell into the lye pool, Boss Jin struggled violently, and naturally swallowed a few sips of lye water, now his nose and throat were burning, and when he opened his mouth, it was extremely painful, and every word was hoarse and exhausted.

Wu Qingzhi sneered: "Boss Jin, please help yourself, don't dirty my wife's eyes."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left resolutely.

Chi Rong was held in Wu Qingzhi's arms, and her heartbeat that had been beating wildly just now gradually calmed down.

Wu Qingzhi properly placed her in the passenger seat, lost her speech for a moment, and finally moved her body closer, breathing thickly and intertwined.

"Chi Rong, do you blame me?"

Wu Qingzhi asked in a low voice.

He was completely at a loss, and buried his head very low.

Chi Rong stretched out her dusty little hand, straightened Wu Qingzhi's face, taught him to lift his head, and then nodded heavily.

Wu Qingzhi opened his mouth and asked again: "Just now...are you afraid of me?"

Chi Rong nodded again.

Finally, seeing Wu Qingzhi take a deep breath, this time, his voice was full of caution and restraint that could not be concealed: "Then you...do you regret marrying me?"

However, before Wu Qingzhi saw it clearly, a little head with messy hair had already been pushed into his arms.

He heard Chi Rong cry and say: "Wu Qingzhi, it takes a lot of hardship to like you."