C8 You Have No Right to Refuse

Qinfeng came with a fierce momentum, his resistance could not even withstand a single blow. He kissed her with his thin lips, and Wenxiaoru raised his leg to kick his lower body.

"Ah!

Qinfeng cried out in pain, his entire body softened in an instant like a deflated balloon. Taking advantage of the time, he pushed Qinfeng off the ground, got up and wrapped himself in clothes and ran away.

She anxiously turned her head to look at Qinfeng. Qinfeng was lying on the bed, and it was so painful that his face was twisted into two faces as he stared at her in grievance. Wenxiaoru's heart suddenly softened, and just as she was about to turn back, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind her and brought her out.

Wenxiaoru staggered and fell into the man's embrace. His skinny and weak body was hanging onto the man's body, tottering on the verge of collapse.

"Wenxiaoru, I really never thought that you would have such a strong side to you."

Wenxiaoru raised his head, his cheeks completely red. Just as he was about to push him away, he flipped and pressed against the wall.

This was the corridor of the second floor, and the Qinfuren was still sitting on the sofa downstairs with coffee. Wenxiaoru really couldn't imagine what would happen if she were to raise her head and see him pressing her untidy clothes on the wall.

"Qinxie, let me go, Mom is still downstairs."

Wenxiaoru did not know. Her pitiful appearance right now was even more tempting. The panic in her eyes was completely different from the Wenxiaoru who had a sharp tongue today.

"If you dare to kick her precious son, what else do you not dare to do? But that kick of yours was so sincere, if Qinfeng gets crippled, you will have to be a widow in the future."

After Qinxie finished speaking, he raised his head and laughed, his entire being shaking along with his laughter. Wenxiaoru's mind was in a mess, he immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth.

This Qinxie, why is he so persistent!

"I'm warning you, Qinxie, don't think that I will remember your kindness just now just because you helped me downstairs. I still won't sign your contract in the future!"

Wenxiaoru lowered his voice, revealing his fangs but he was still as cute as ever. He coldly smiled, grabbed Wenxiaoru's wrist, and buckled it behind him.

"It doesn't matter, you're mine."

After Qinxie finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her. Wenxiaoru stubbornly turned his head and moved his kiss away. Qinxie's heart suddenly felt empty, as if there was nothing there.

"I am not yours. From today onwards, I am not yours. Qinxie, I am your sister-in-law."

Wenxiaoru's clear eyes swept across them, bringing with them a sense of chilliness as she came out from Qinxie's embrace. Wenxiaoru tidied her clothes, and just as she was about to leave, Qinxie's voice sounded from behind, causing her entire body to feel numb.

"Wenxiaoru, the imprint I left on your body, you can forget about escaping in your lifetime. If that Qinfeng dares to touch you again, I don't mind crippling that place again."

When Wenxiaoru heard this, she trembled for a long time. When Qinxie left, she stood in place for a long time without being able to come back to her senses.

When Wenxiaoru returned, he was already fast asleep on the bed. She heaved a sigh of relief.

Wenxiaoru frowned. He went over and arranged one of Qinfeng's legs, then laid beside her with the quilt tightly wrapped around him. However, he still felt a chill on his back.

Wenxiaoru was awakened by Qinfeng's wails at night.

In the middle of the night, Qinfeng suddenly covered his crotch and cried for pain. Wenxiaoru was stunned for a second and then turned on the light immediately.

"It hurts, it hurts …"

Qinfeng held his lower body and rolled on the bed. His face was twisted and his face was flushed red.

"Qinfeng, you, you …"

Wenxiaoru did not continue halfway through her sentence. She knew that the kick she gave Qinfeng this afternoon was pretty heavy.

"Pain, my wife, it hurts …"

Qinfeng's voice became louder and louder. Not long later, Qinfuren aggressively came up from downstairs with Nanny. The door to his bedroom was knocked so loudly that Wenxiaoru started to panic.

She gripped the corner of her clothes tightly and stared at the direction of the door, not daring to move.

Wenxiaoru, what are you doing inside? What did you do to my son?

Qinfuren's sharp voice came over and he ruthlessly kicked the door. Wenxiaoru was startled and then swallowed his saliva.

"Mom, I … "It hurts, it hurts …"

Qinfeng was in so much pain that she was crying. Upon hearing her brother's voice, Qinfuren, who was standing at the door, became even more excited. She crazily punched the door, scolding her brother while asking her to open the door.

Wenxiaoru cowardly moved towards the bedroom door, and at the moment the door opened, a palm mercilessly landed on Wenxiaoru's face.

"You bitch, what did you do to my son? Why didn't you open the door after shouting for so long!?"

Qinfuren cleared his throat and started to pull at Wenxiaoru's hair with one hand. Wenxiaoru's body was weak and was immediately pulled onto the ground by Qinfuren.

"Bitch, let me tell you, if anything happens to my son today, I'll make sure your entire family gets into trouble!"

Qinfuren fiercely kicked Wenxiaoru's leg, then worriedly walked towards Qinfeng. The moment he saw Qinfeng's expression, his heart broke.

"Fenger, what's wrong with you? Tell mom where you feel unwell."

When Qinfuren's gentle voice fell, Qinfeng called out for her mother. Her eyes instantly became wet, and looking at Qinfeng's action of covering her lower body, Qinfuren seemed to have understood something in that instant.

She turned her head and fiercely glared at Wenxiaoru, as if she wanted to swallow him alive.

"Liuma, send Eldest Young Master to the hospital. When you get back, I'll deal with this slut!"

The Wenxiaoru lowered her head and waited for the rest of the people to carry the Qinfeng away in a hurry. Only then did she stand up from the curled up corner and follow behind the crowd.

Hospital.

It was two in the morning when he arrived at the hospital. The doctor diagnosed the pain and said it was caused by an external force collision. He gave the medicine and said it was nothing serious.

When Qinfuren heard this, his heart that was hanging in his throat calmed down. Wenxiaoru let out a long sigh of relief.

Qinfuren spoke a few more words with the doctor, then turned his head, with a fierce look in his eyes, it was as if he wanted to swallow the two of them alive.

"Wenxiaoru, explain it, what's going on?"

Qinfuren swept her gaze across Wenxiaoru in a faint manner. On Wenxiaoru's neck, there were still scratches from Qinfeng's fingers. She immediately understood what was going on.

"Qinfeng, he … "He must touch me …"

Before Wenxiaoru could finish his sentence, he received yet another slap with immense force.

Half of Wenxiaoru's face was slapped away, and half of his ears were buzzing.

"Bitch, who do you think you are? Do you think you have the right to refuse? Why do you think my son married you?"

Qinfuren was so angry that her chest hurt, she never thought that the Wenxiaoru would be so obedient and easy to control. In her heart, she actually despised the Qinfeng, and wasn't even willing to be touched by him.