After cheating into marriage, the perverse and evil young man turns into a wife slave in seconds

"I……"

Before Zhang Boxuan could figure out what was going on, the door in front of him slammed shut.

"..."

Zhang Boxuan stood stiffly outside the door with a big question mark on his face.

Is he an unfamiliar man?

Are you really not going to let him into the house?

Only after Zheng Zhihui closed the door did she breathe more smoothly.

What are you talking about?

Why is she so stupid?

When did she bring a strange man home?

Does he still treat her as a little girl of five or six years old who knows nothing?

And scold her.

snort!

After Zheng Zhihui calmed down, she tiptoed to the door and looked out through the peephole. She found that the room was empty and the man had left long ago.

Just leave, she doesn't want to talk to him yet.

After being disturbed by Zhang Boxuan, Zheng Zhihui was upset the whole afternoon.

As it was approaching dinner time, she lost interest in going out to find food and just stayed at home to cook.

She followed an online tutorial to make a simple fat-reducing meal.

Thinking about buying a lot of fresh fruits today, she suddenly had the idea to make another fruit salad.

When she took out a watermelon and was cutting it, she somehow thought of the strange Zhang Boxuan today.

When she thought of him, Luo Dao became a little absent-minded, until she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her finger and realized that the sharp knife had cut her finger.

The wound was quite large and blood gushed out instantly. Zheng Zhihui panicked and immediately dropped the knife and ran to the living room to look for the medicine box.

But I looked in several places but couldn't find it.

Just at this moment, Liu Ma called. Zheng Zhihui quickly picked up the phone and asked her where the medicine box was.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? What happened? Why are you looking for the medicine box?" Aunt Liu asked nervously.

"It's okay, I just... accidentally cut my finger while cutting watermelon." Zheng Zhihui looked at the finger that was still bleeding and said lightly, "It's just a minor injury, put on a Band-Aid and it will be fine."

"The medicine box is in the separate small drawer under the TV cabinet in the living room, but... but those are all medicines from five years ago, and they are probably expired. Oh, it's all my fault for being so careless. How could I forget to restock the medicine? Miss, are you seriously injured? Are you bleeding a lot? Do you want to see a doctor?"

"It's not that exaggerated." Zheng Zhihui smiled and comforted, "It's just a small wound, it's not bleeding much, don't worry, I can handle it myself."

Zheng Zhihui hung up the phone and took out the medicine box. She saw cotton swabs, gauze, Band-Aids and other things inside. She didn't care whether they were expired or not and just used them.

After a fierce operation, the wound was finally bandaged, but blood was still slowly seeping out. Zheng Zhihui observed for a while and found no signs of stopping the bleeding. She was considering whether to go downstairs to the pharmacy to buy medicine for re-treatment when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Who is it?

She was busy, and Zheng Zhihui stood up and walked over with annoyance, looking out through the peephole.

Zhang Boxuan?

Thinking she was hallucinating, Zheng Zhihui opened the door and saw a tall man standing in front of her.

"Why are you here again?" She looked at him puzzled.

Zhang Boxuan didn't answer, but his eyes fell on her left index finger which was raised in the air and bandaged with two or three Band-Aids. His eyes tightened, and this time he didn't give her the chance to close the door and send her away. He pushed the door open a little and walked in.

A tall figure approached, and Zheng Zhihui subconsciously stepped back, only coming to her senses when she heard the door close.

"Hey, you..."

Just as she was about to say something, the man grabbed her right wrist and pulled her inside.

"What are you doing?"

Before Zheng Zhihui could break free from his hand, she was pulled to sit on the sofa.

Zhang Boxuan glanced at the messy medicine box on the coffee table, then put the bag in his hand aside.

Only then did Zheng Zhihui realize that it was a bag with a pharmacy logo.

Is he carrying medicine?

Before Zheng Zhihui understood what was happening, her injured hand was pulled over by the man.

Blood was still oozing from the slender fingers wrapped in Band-Aids. Zhang Boxuan's eyes darkened. He tore off the Band-Aids that were obviously expired and found that the wound was not shallow. At this moment, the wound was covered with blood and some cotton scraps.

"Are you stupid? These things of yours are expired. Can they treat the wound?"

As Zhang Boxuan spoke, he took out disinfectant and cotton swabs from the bag he brought with him and skillfully disinfected her wound.

"I was just planning to go downstairs to buy some...ah, hiss..."

The stinging sensation caused by the disinfectant falling on the wound made Zheng Zhihui cry out softly. She subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, but the man held it tightly.

"do not move."

The man lowered his head, his hands became noticeably gentler, and his voice was gentle and soothing, "Be patient, it will be fine soon."

Zheng Zhihui stared in a daze at the man who was carefully treating her wounds, and the emotions in her eyes gradually became complicated.

Zhang Boxuan applied medicine to her and bandaged her with gauze. "It's done."

As soon as he raised his head, he met the woman's unblinking gaze.

"How do you know my hand is injured?" Zheng Zhihui asked.

Zhang Boxuan looked calm, "Auntie Liu called me and told me that your hand was injured and she was worried that you couldn't handle it well, so she called me to come over and take a look."

Zheng Zhihui asked again, "Then how did you get here so quickly?"

Neither his home nor his company is close to here. Even if he rushed over immediately after receiving the call, it would be impossible for him to arrive so quickly.

Meeting her scrutinizing gaze, Zhang Boxuan looked away and explained, "I have been here discussing the project all day, and when I was about to leave, I received a call from Aunt Liu."

Zheng Zhihui looked at him for a long while and did not ask any more questions.

"Thank you. I'm sorry that Aunt Liu didn't know that I only had a minor wound and asked you to make a special trip. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Zhang Boxuan looked at her and said, "You are rude to a strange boy, but you are being rude to me?"

Zheng Zhihui: "..."

There's no way this matter can be resolved, right?

Also little brother.

Zheng Zhihui found him simply incomprehensible.

She wanted to say something, but the man ignored her, stood up and cleaned up the things on the coffee table, and threw all the expired medicines into the trash can.

After cleaning up, he got up and went to the kitchen to wash his hands, only to find it was a mess again.

The watermelon was cut halfway, the knife was thrown aside, and there were a few drops of blood on the cutting board.

Zhang Boxuan frowned, sighed softly, and then went up to clean up these things.

Zheng Zhihui heard the noise and walked over. She saw him cleaning the kitchen for her. She was surprised and even a little flattered.

He doesn't seem to go into the kitchen to do this at home.

"Don't worry about it, I'll clean it up myself in a while." She whispered.

"Want some watermelon?"

Zhang Boxuan took the clean half of the watermelon and planned to cut it for her to eat, when he suddenly saw a simple meal next to it.

There were only broccoli, black fungus, shredded carrots and eggs on the plate.

"Is this what you're having for dinner?"

He turned and looked at her.

Zheng Zhihui didn't know what the look in his eyes meant, it seemed as if he was blaming her for abusing herself.

"I, I want to lose weight."

She was embarrassed to say that she was too lazy to cook and was just trying to be convenient.

Zhang Boxuan's eyes swept over her slender body, and the veins on his forehead twitched.

How can she lose weight with her thin arms and legs?

"Nonsense."