C9 I will Protect You

"Mom, that's not what I meant. I'm not feeling well today."

Wenxiaoru lowered his head, his voice vague and timid, as if he was being beaten up by a drum, his heart was beating fiercely with panic.

"Hmph, aren't you feeling well?" Qinfuren frowned, his cold eyes sweeping across the entire Wenxiaoru, "Even if you die here today, you will at least have to pass on your legacy to my Qin family!"

Wenxiaoru's face turned red from the stab, she gritted her teeth and did not say a word.

Everyone here knew that her Wenxiaoru was just a toy the Qin family had married into the family to play with.

Just then, Wenjiafumu ran in from the corridor. When he heard the voice, he felt a warmth in his heart.

She raised her head, and just as her lips raised into a smile, Wenmu's cold gaze fell on her.

Wenmu smiled flirtatiously at Qinfuren, not forgetting to pinch him ruthlessly.

"Qingjiamu, what's going on? I heard that Fenger was injured, is it serious?"

Wenmu's smile gathered on his face. Qinfuren took a high glance and his cold eyes drooped back down.

"Are you the one who called me Fenger? I think your precious daughter should be most clear about what kind of injury my Fenger suffered! "

Qinfuren snorted coldly, turned around, and put his arm on Liuma's hand. Liuma helped her sit down, and didn't forget to stab her before she left.

"I say, Qingjiamu, I really don't know how you usually educate your daughter. Giving birth to a son of our Qin family is her duty, now you even dare to hit your husband. In the future, don't you think you will tear our Qin family apart!"

Normally, Wenxiaoru was the most obedient and obedient person. Even if she was given ten guts, she wouldn't dare be presumptuous in front of the Qin family. Just what was going on today?

"Qingjiamu is too serious, it's a misunderstanding. This must be a misunderstanding. I will bring Xiao Ru to be taught a good lesson right now."

Wenmu smiled apologetically at Qinfuren. His waist, which was over fifty years old, almost bent down to the ground.

Although the Wen family was not as big as the Qin family, they were still well-known families in this land. When his daughter felt wronged, she had to bend down and apologize.

Qinfuren swept a cold glance over Wenmu. Without saying a word, he pulled Wenxiaoru to the side.

Before the two of them could even speak, Wenmu had already fiercely pinched Wenxiaoru's arm.

"Xiao-Ru, what happened to you? Didn't I tell you to stay in the Qin family properly? You have to listen to others. What happened today? You stupid girl, you really made me worry to death!"

As Wenmu spoke, he turned his head back to observe the changes in Qinfuren's expression. From start to finish, his concerned gaze never stopped on Wenxiaoru's body.

Wenxiaoru lowered his head and told her everything that had happened tonight. Of course, except for the part about Qinxie.

Wenmu's face became even uglier. She couldn't believe that Wenxiaoru would actually do such a thing, and she repeatedly reminded him to be obedient and give birth to a son as soon as possible.

And Wenxiaoru, who had always been obedient, actually dared to disobey her. It had to be known that the Qin family could send the Wen family to heaven and the Wen family to hell with just a finger.

You're already married to the Qinfeng, you should be the one to take the initiative on this kind of thing. But you not only didn't take the initiative, you even injured me.

Wenmu sighed with a face full of disappointment. His tightly furrowed brows were like a thorn in the bottom of Wenxiaoru's heart.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I …"

"Sigh, you are really disappointing. Back then, when I let you manage the company and you run it in such a mess, now that I finally found another way to make the Wen family rise to fame, you threw the chain for me. If only your sister was still here, she would be much smarter than you."

No one would care about what she thought. She was just a substitute for the Wenyufei, and now that she had used this substitute, there was no original version of it. That was why everyone was still nostalgic about the original version.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I'm useless."

Wenxiaoru lowered his head, his eyes flashing. He almost squeezed out a tear, Wenmu looked at her and sighed heavily.

"Alright, let's not talk about the useless things now," Wenmu said, looking around, seeing that there was no one around, he pulled Wenxiaoru closer, "Let me ask you, you have been married to Qinfeng for so long, has there ever been a relationship between you and Qinfeng?"

Wenmu asked straightforwardly, causing her face to immediately flush red. She raised her head and looked at Wenmu with a bit of surprise, causing him to not say a word.

"You damn girl, I'm asking you a question, but you can't hear me!"

Wenmu reached out his hand and pinched Wenxiaoru, causing him to subconsciously shake his head. In an instant, Wenmu's anger rose even higher.

The two of them had been married for almost a week and nothing had happened yet. Although the Qinfeng was a fool, he could not be a fool.

Wenxiaoru, are you trying to anger me to death? Do you know that right now, Qinfuren and Qinxie are fighting to the death with each other. You have to quickly give Qinfeng a son in order to stabilize your Qin family?

Wenmu angrily sighed, he looked as if he hated himself for not being able to win, and with his head lowered, his expression became even more unsightly.

"Alright, you don't need to worry about this matter. Qinfeng's illness should not be too serious. Just wait for Qinfeng to recover in a few days. Just do as I say!"

Wenmu let out a long breath as a smile appeared on his face. He didn't understand and just stood at the side without asking any questions.

That night, Qinfeng hugged Wenxiaoru and looked at the red mark on her face with heartache. He said that he was sorry for the whole night and his voice was very soft.

Wenxiaoru looked at Qinfeng and turned away. She didn't know why, but she still couldn't bring herself to like Qinfeng.

"Wife. I will never let anyone hurt you again. "

Qinfeng put his hand on Wenxiaoru's shoulder. Wenxiaoru felt warm in his heart, but he quickly cooled down.

"Forget it, let's sleep!"

Qinfeng, how can you protect me if you can't even protect yourself?

Just as Wenxiaoru finished speaking, he reached out an arm and pulled Wenxiaoru into his embrace. His heavy breathing landed and sprayed onto Wenxiaoru's neck. Wenxiaoru moved uncomfortably, but he was held even tighter.