"If it's not the same, then what do you want to do!" Qin Zhenyang stood with his back against one side, his arms around his chest, coldly staring at him. His posture seemed to indicate that if he dared to say something unpleasant, he would definitely get a beating.

  Violence isn't enough to watch, but sometimes it's indeed quite like that. Ji Xiaoli didn't say anything because she felt a great sense of unease.

  It was already a coincidence that she and Qin Zong appeared here at the same time, but with Qin Zhenyang also appearing, it wasn't a coincidence anymore, but a conspiracy. What Ji Xuewei had in mind was self-evident.

  Catching an adulterer is not a remarkable feat, but what happened just now was indeed somewhat ambiguous...

  So at this moment, if Qin Zhen really wants to accept the baptism of violence, she can only choose to ignore or quietly withdraw, because Qin Zhenyang's gaze seems to have a hint of malice.

  Those who can discern the situation are clever people, and Qin Zhong is not a fool either. His literary talent is still okay, but his martial arts skills are far inferior to this person in front of him.

  "Third Uncle, what should I say at this time? I've already said what needs to be said... " Qin Zong hesitated, his eyes involuntarily glancing sideways at Ji Xiaoli who was standing obediently and quietly beside him, as if hoping to see something in her eyes, even just a hint of abnormality.

  But Ji Xiao Li lowered his head and didn't see anything, inevitably feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

  Qin Zhenyang sneered at this, and didn't plan to hold back anymore. He said coldly: "You've said it all? That means you still can't forget her, I really underestimated you! Not only are you bold, but you also don't care about human relationships? The person standing in front of you is the one you're thinking of day and night, but don't forget, she has another identity, she's my woman, she's my wife!"

  "I..."

  "Whoever dares to lay a hand on her, I'll shoot him dead! You believe it or not! If it weren't for the fact that you're my elder brother, just now I wouldn't have just kicked him in the stomach, but here!" Qin Zhenyang's eyes narrowed coldly as he pointed to his temple, the implication clear.

  "Think it over carefully before you do anything else! Some things shouldn't be said without thinking them through. I can tolerate this once, but not necessarily next time!"

  Qin Zhenyang was seething with anger, and at this point, he couldn't be bothered to continue arguing with him. He gave a cold glance to the person beside him, took big strides to walk over, and in Ji Xiaoli's shocked cry, directly scooped her up onto his shoulder like a piece of luggage. If she hadn't eaten anything, she would have definitely thrown up from this feeling, which was really terrible.

  But he was angry, and she could feel it clearly.

  Ji Xiaoli also felt wronged. After all, she didn't do anything and wanted to resist, but no one gave her the opportunity, resulting in this situation...

  This feeling of being carried, she somehow thought of the first time they met, he was under the influence of that drug, and also carried her into the room like a sandbag.

  At that time, I felt a bit lost and even a little scared, but now, she can't describe what kind of feeling it was either...

  At first, she just yelled a few times, asking him to put her down. Later, seeing that he didn't respond at all and continued walking with his feet straight, she knew it was useless to say anything, so she honestly lay down and let her stomach continue to churn.

  Whether it's good or bad, just bear with it yourself.

  He was thrown onto the passenger seat, and the man didn't say a word. He just closed the car door, sat in the driver's seat, started the engine, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened. But she knew that he remembered it all vividly.

  Ji Xiaoli let out a sigh, wanting to argue with him, but looking at his cold face, she didn't know what to say. The feeling was like being punched in the cotton, even if she wanted to vent, she could only hold it back.

  All the way, Qin Zhenyang didn't say a word, frowning and turning the steering wheel quickly. The car was speeding fast, and Ji Xiaoli in the passenger seat was following with bated breath, several times thinking they were going to crash, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her back.

  When they arrived home, Wang Ayi had already prepared dinner. Seeing that the two of them didn't look quite right, she asked: "Young Master, do you want to eat first?"

  Qin Zhenyang pursed his lips and said lightly, "Never mind, Aunt Wang, you eat first, I'll go upstairs with her for a while."

  Old Mrs. Wang naturally sensed that something was wrong. When the couple were being affectionate, the young master never used this title for her; he either called her "Little Li" in a loving and intimate way or simply called her "wife", which she had grown accustomed to and enjoyed seeing them so happy...

  But today, something seems off? Old Lady Wang furrowed her brow, watching as Young Master carried Young Madam upstairs like a little chicken, was there really no problem this time?

  But she was an old woman worrying about this and that, after all, the husband-and-wife problem still depends on the two upstairs.

  Ji Xiaoli was frozen by a cold face all the way, and even her calm mood couldn't be calmed down. She frowned and said: "If you have something to ask, just ask directly, no need to put on a straight face? Besides, between me and him, you also saw that there's nothing going on!"

  Qin Zhenyang threw his suit on the sofa, irritably loosening the collar buttons of his shirt and scanning them with a sharp gaze mixed with a hint of coldness: "Really, what's going on? I'm very curious, how did you both end up with broken lips? One of you might have accidentally bumped into something, but since both of you are like this, what kind of explanation do you think is appropriate?"

  To be exact, Qin San Ye indeed had a bit of a suspicious mind. Even if he knew that nothing might have happened, seeing his wife's mouth bleeding and slightly swollen made him unable to control himself from having wild thoughts! If he had arrived any later just now, what else would have happened?

  Ji Xiaoli thought he was being unreasonable, always saying that women were petty-minded, but this man was even worse! She snorted coldly, "What do I need to explain? You want me to explain something that's completely fabricated?! Today's whole thing was a setup by Ji Xuewei, and I only showed up because she used my dad's situation to deceive me. Qin Zong was also deceived into going there. As for how you ended up there, you know it yourself! I don't believe you can't see that something is off!"

  "I know."

  "Do you know? Do you know it's a trick, and I still have to explain?" Ji Xiaoli looked at him like he was crazy, pouted, and leaned against the bedside.

  Qin Zhenyang pursed his lips, and his slightly lowered face suddenly lifted up, "Even if all of this is a setup, but what I saw just now was him and you being intimate and hugging each other, and even kissing..."

  He's been obsessed with this matter, especially when he saw a corner of that broken skin, his face turned gloomy and frightening.

  Ji Xiaoli was originally kissed by someone and didn't feel good about it, now being mentioned again in this tone that implied she was an accomplice, how could she bear it? She was furious, gritting her teeth, pulled out two pillows from the bed and threw them over, angrily saying: "Are you done yet?! Qin Zhenyang, do I need to explain how many times?! I have nothing to do with him! If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. Since you're angry and think I'm a woman who flirts around, then I'll go sleep with Wang Ayi downstairs tonight, you don't need to sleep in the study either, I'm leaving!"

  She was indeed so angry that she was a bit dizzy, her ears seemed to be ringing with buzzing sounds, her fists were tightly clenched, and she felt extremely frustrated. Just as she was about to open the door, someone suddenly grabbed her body and threw her onto the bed.

  "I won't allow it!" Qin Zhenyang still had a poker face, his expression didn't improve one bit, his tone was icy cold, and what he said now wasn't a rhetorical question but a declarative sentence, an emphatic declarative sentence, a command!

  Ji Xiaoli didn't have much strength, and her delicate skin was naturally hurt from the fall. Fortunately, her aunt had left, or this fall would have been a total loss of face...

  She got up from the bed, coldly staring at his paralyzed face: "You don't allow? What do you mean by not allowing? I want to go wherever I want is my freedom, can't you really think of tying me up here for a lifetime?"

  "I thought so too," the man said coldly.

  Ji Xiao Li irritably scratched her hair, feeling that she and he really had no common language tonight. Her hair was messy from being scratched, "If you don't believe me, then what's the point of keeping me? Looking at me will only make you unhappier..."

  "I don't disbelieve you!"

  Ji Xiaoli looked at him with a puzzled expression, giggling and saying: "If you believed me, would you still be like this?" Just now, he had carried her in such a way that she almost threw up the overnight rice.

  "I believe you, but I don't believe him!" Qin Zhenyang's face seemed to have reached a critical point, and as soon as he thought of that little rabbit holding his wife's hand and kissing her lips, he was so angry that he wanted to kill him!

  "He is him, I am me, Qin Zhenyang, get it clear! I didn't do anything, was that fierce energy of yours just now trying to destroy me directly? Let me tell you, this is misplaced anger! Do you think I don't have any temper? Now I'm going downstairs to sleep with Wang Ayi, if she's asleep, I'll sleep in the guest room next to her, anyway..."

  Ji Xiaoli hadn't finished speaking when someone's palm covered her mouth, the man's body heavily pressed down on hers, disregarding her eyes' fierce resistance that refused to budge in the slightest, as if they were conjoined twins stuck together.

  "You want to go downstairs and sleep, I don't allow it, so I don't want to hear what you have to say next!" Qin Zhenyang furrowed his brow, actually even if she said it out loud, he still wouldn't let her go.

  Ji Xiaoli was almost suffocated, and as soon as the big hand loosened, she bit back heavily: "You bastard! You're sick! You know what kind of person I am, since we got married, there won't be any second thoughts, even if there are, I'll take the initiative to divorce! You said you don't suspect me, but you treat me like this, what do you think I am?"

  Qin Zhenyang furrowed his brow, but the pain in his hand was nothing to him now. It didn't hurt or itch; it was just a minor matter. What he did regret, however, was seeing the little guy's eyes well up with tears.

  "You're my wife, what can I treat you as? I just don't like the way he thinks about you, you're mine, he can't touch you anywhere! Here! Here! And here, are all mine!" The man nimbly touched her lips with his fingertips, her neck, her breasts, and...

  He is proclaiming sovereignty over his own territory.

  "Who is yours, I am not..." Ji Xiao Li ignored him, knowing it was a setup by Ji Xue Wei, but she couldn't escape herself. She thought he would understand everything, but instead he looked at her with such an icy gaze.

  It's not disappointing.

  "Little apart?"

  "Baby?"

  "I didn't mean to, I've said before that I never doubted you, it's just that seeing him being so intimate with you makes me uncomfortable! What Qin Zong said, I've thought about it too, and indeed, we don't have those four years, nor do we have the foundation of marriage or feelings. Although I refuted his words, it's impossible for me not to have any misgivings..."

  Ji Xiaoli pursed her lips and looked at him without saying a word.

  His fingers lightly grazed the corner of her lips, and his dazed eyes mixed with a few degrees of fervor: "Just now I was too impulsive, I was too concerned about you, so I'm also afraid of losing you, sorry."

  The man's apology soothed her mood a bit, she had gone through too much that day and was really tired, "I want to sleep, you get up..."

  "But can't get up, what to do?" The man's icy face finally turned a little, and a hint of sly smile flashed in his deep and cold eyes.