Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Mrs. Zhang's case caused a great commotion in Jiangcheng.

All the streets and alleys are talking about the tragedy of the Zhang family. Mrs. Zhang died unjustly, leaving no children and half daughters behind, and there is still no news of Zhang Boqian's whereabouts.

At this moment, in Wu Kewen's suburban villa, Mrs. Wu slowly opened her eyes.

She held her forehead weakly, her head ached violently from the hangover.

Feeling someone walking towards the bed, she thought it was a maid who was serving her personally, and she moaned feebly: "Du Juan, give me the headache medicine."

There was no answer from the visitor.

After a long time, Mrs. Wu opened her eyes and saw clearly the clothes of the person in front of her.

The man was wearing a dark suit with a dark blue striped tie neatly tied around his neck.

"Have you been drinking?" Wu Kewen pushed his glasses.He looks gentle and gentle, and there is a faint smile on his lips when he speaks.

He was obviously a refined person, but Mrs. Wu was terribly afraid of him. She hugged the quilt and hid on the head of the bed.

Wu Kewen poured a glass of water, squeezed the medicine in his palm, and handed it to Mrs. Wu: "Take the medicine."

Mrs. Wu gritted her teeth, shook her head desperately and said, "I won't eat it, don't come here, I won't eat it!"

Wu Kewen slowly took off his tie, and said softly, "You know, you have no right to refuse."

His voice is so soft, but the movements of his hands are extremely tough.

He grabbed Mrs. Wu's hair, and the tearing sensation on her scalp made Mrs. Wu cry out in pain.

Wu Kewen remained indifferent, and quickly tied her wrists with a tie, and then slowly pulled out the belt around her waist.

The brown belt was like a devil's chain in Mrs. Wu's eyes. She wanted to scream, but her mouth was blocked by a handkerchief.

She struggled desperately, but the belt still fell on her like a gust of wind and rain.

Wu Kewen was like an Asura who came out of prison, while waving the belt vigorously, he said sharply: "I asked you to bring her back, I didn't ask you to kill her."

"I didn't kill, I didn't kill!" Mrs. Wu shook her head desperately, "I didn't kill!"

"You killed, Liu Yun is already dead, you killed her yourself." Wu Kewen's voice, like the torture of being scorched, left a permanent scar on Mrs. Wu's heart.

Gradually, she didn't even have the strength to deny it, and the voice of argument became smaller and smaller, until she gave in.

"I killed someone," she said.

Wu Kewen seemed to be finally satisfied. He stopped the belt in his hand and stroked Mrs. Wu's messy hair: "You know, I hate bad kids."

"I can forgive you this time, but I won't make an exception next time." As soon as that terrifying big hand left, Mrs. Wu collapsed on the bed.

"Come here, wash your wife." Wu Kewen threw down his belt and strode out of the room.

The servant girl lowered her head and walked in without daring to breathe.For the lady who collapsed on the bed, they have long been used to it, and they helped her up skillfully, took a shower and wiped her body.

During this process, Mrs. Wu would not react at all. She was like a rag doll, letting others play with her.

She would not complain, curse, cry out for pain, or call for help. All perception and senses stagnated at that moment.

After washing, the maid helped her to sit in front of the mirror.

Wu Kewen walked in again, he was already dressed, only missing a tie.

"Honey, your face looks pale, are you feeling unwell?" At this moment, Wu Kewen was completely different from Fang Cai. He never mentioned what happened just now, and asked his wife softly like all gentle and considerate husbands in the world.

Mrs. Wu was in severe pain, but she was still trembling all over, and said in a hoarse voice, "No."

"That's good, we still have to meet people today." He pointed to the tie plate and said, "Come, pick one for me."

Mrs. Wu took a silver tie and handed it to Wu Kewen tremblingly.

Wu Kewen glanced at it in disgust, shook his head and said, "Not good."

He reached for a bright red tie: "I like this one, here, tie it for me."

The eye-catching red stimulated Mrs. Wu's nerves, her hands trembled badly, and it took her a long time to fasten the tie.

Looking at the finished product, she couldn't help it anymore, bent down and gasped violently.

Wu Kewen turned a deaf ear to her rapid panting, he looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction, and commented complacently: "It's really good, my eyesight is good, and my wife's tie is also good."

"Good children should be rewarded." Wu Kewen took out Mei Dai from the makeup box, straightened Mrs. Wu's body, and carefully drew her eyebrows.

This was supposed to be a scene of warm interaction between ordinary couples, but Mrs. Wu is not a good actress, and tears flowed down her face.

Wu Kewen whispered in her ear casually, "I have an anecdote to tell my wife. A bartender named Zheng Zhao was arrested, and it was that kid surnamed Xia who took him in with his own hands."

Zheng Zhao was arrested? !This news made Mrs. Wu excited for a moment, but Wu Kewen's voice whispered into her ears: "Don't move, the painting is broken when you turn around."

After hearing this, Mrs. Wu's body froze, only the tears flowed more and more fiercely like pearls with a broken thread.

Wu Kewen felt that such a wife was extraordinarily beautiful, he looked at it with interest for a while, and finally left.

As soon as he left, Mrs. Wu fell down on the dressing table and burst into tears.

Zhang Boqian's whereabouts have not been found for a long time, Jinxia Bank's hearts are fluctuating, and a person needs to come out to take charge of the overall situation.The general manager Sheng Qin had no choice but to ask the deputy manager Wu Kewen to act as the firefighting captain temporarily.

Sun Wenxi received the news and specially hosted a banquet for Wu Kewen at the Rhine Pavilion Hotel.

When Wu Kewen and Mrs. Wu arrived, Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi had already taken their seats.

When he got up to shake hands, Xia Jingsheng noticed that Mrs. Wu's hands were trembling slightly, and her palms were icy cold.

"Ladies first, does Mrs. Wu have any taboos?" Sun Wenxi asked.

Wu Kewen took the conversation very naturally: "She doesn't eat meat, onions, ginger, and garlic on weekdays."

Sun Wenxi laughed and said, "Since that's the case, how about we have a vegetarian feast?"

This was originally a polite way to treat guests, but Wu Kewen flatly refused: "No need, we will eat ours."

When the waiter served the wine, Wu Kewen had someone remove the wine glass in front of Mrs. Wu: "She doesn't drink."

When Xia Jingsheng heard this, he looked at Mrs. Wu in surprise, but she lowered her head and said nothing.

At the banquet, Wu Kewen was very funny and talkative, but he seemed to forget about his wife around him, and he only treated her as air during the whole process.

Seeing this, Xia Jingsheng took the initiative to ask, "Mrs. Wu, but the food doesn't suit your taste?"

Before Mrs. Wu could answer, Wu Kewen answered immediately: "My wife rarely sees strangers on weekdays, and I'm not used to such occasions. If there is something out of courtesy, I invite Haihan."

Xia Jingsheng smiled, but didn't answer.

After drinking for three rounds, Mrs. Wu suddenly stood up and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I'm sorry."

Wu Kewen drank a lot, his face was flushed now, he glanced at Mrs. Wu lightly, and nodded.

Mrs. Wu just left the meeting.

Not long after she left the table, Xia Jingsheng also stood up and said, "I'm also sorry for a while."

Mrs. Wu walked into the bathroom quickly, she looked at herself in the mirror, her complexion was as pale as a ghost, even rouge and water powder could not make her complexion better.

Only when she leaves Wu Kewen can she feel that she is truly alive, not someone else's plaything or vassal.

It's a pity that there are not many such comfortable and relaxing moments, but after a while, she has to go back to Wu Kewen and be a mute vase quietly.

Mrs. Wu calmed down, and as soon as she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Xia Jingsheng.

"Why are you here?" Mrs. Wu said coldly.rainy

"I'm waiting for you." Xia Jingsheng said with a smile.

"Put away your hypocritical tricks." Mrs. Wu still kept a straight face, unwilling to pay attention to Xia Jingsheng.

Xia Jingsheng looked at Mrs. Wu's back, and suddenly asked: "Mrs. Wu dares to challenge me, why does she look like a quail in front of Wu Kewen?"

"What did you say?!" Mrs. Wu turned her head, her face full of disbelief.

"I can see that Mrs. Wu is very afraid of your husband." Xia Jingsheng suddenly moved closer.

When Mrs. Wu realized that the distance between the two of them was too close, the scene of the two whispering was already noticed by Wu Kewen, who was also about to relieve himself.

"Cough." Wu Kewen coughed lightly, and when they passed by the two, he abruptly said: "It seems that the relationship between the two of you is very close."

Mrs. Wu's face was pale, and like a frightened sparrow, she quickly distanced herself, and in an instant, as if remembering something, she hesitated and said to Xia Jingsheng: "You have to be careful."

"Why did Mrs. Wu say that?" Xia Jingsheng intuitively felt that there was something inside, and hurriedly asked.

But Mrs. Wu stopped talking about the unnecessary words.

She wanted to leave, but because she was too flustered, her feet slipped and she almost fell.

Fortunately, Xia Jingsheng helped him steady with quick eyesight and quick hands, but this gentle support made Mrs. Wu groan.

Xia Jingsheng realized something was wrong, fixed his eyes on Mrs. Wu's wrist, and whispered: "I'm sorry."

He slightly folded up Mrs. Wu's sleeves, and the shocking welts were immediately exposed.

"Wu Kewen attacked you?!" Xia Jingsheng never expected that Wu Kewen, who appeared to be gentle and elegant on the surface, was actually such a beast in private.

The color on Mrs. Wu's face faded, she quickly covered her sleeves and left in a hurry.

Xia Jingsheng raised his voice and said, "If Wu Kewen can do you once, there will definitely be a second or third time."

Mrs. Wu still didn't stop, but her pace slowed down visibly.

"Ma'am, the crimes of such beasts should be made public and scolded by thousands of people..." Xia Jingsheng was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

Mrs. Wu sobbed, covered her face and said, "Don't talk about it anymore. If it is made public, what face do I have to survive in the world?"

"Then you are willing to endure and indulge like this?" Xia Jingsheng took this opportunity to block Mrs. Wu's way, "I know this incident is not as simple as it seems, but if my wife refuses to tell the truth, there is nothing I can do .”

Mrs. Wu smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Xia, you think too highly of me. Now that I can't protect myself, what can I tell you?"

"Mrs. Wu, Zheng Zhao didn't confess to you before he was arrested. He was protecting you!" Xia Jingsheng said.

Mrs. Wu's footsteps stopped.

As if she had exhausted all her strength, she raised her head with difficulty, and tears had already flowed all over her face.