Spoiled By the Young Master After Reborn In the 80s
Chapter 670 - 668, die for you to see

Chapter 670: 668, die for you to see

Guo Moli was completely stunned as she stared blankly at Shen Qingfeng for a long time before asking in confusion, "What happened? Why are you so angry?"

The last time he had been this angry was because she had quarreled with the Guard’s Wife across the door. In a fit of rage, she had scattered pesticides in the opponent’s vegetable garden, wanting to poison the vegetables and stop the other party from eating them. As a result, she almost poisoned that family to death. Although the people were ultimately saved, Qingfeng’s promotion was compromised, and he was transferred here.

Having learned her lesson from the last time, she really didn’t dare to do anything excessive this time. She bore all grievances. Plus, she genuinely couldn’t remember doing anything.

"You still have the face to ask? Don’t you know what you did?!" Shen Qingfeng roared at Guo Moli, his eyes bloodshot with fury.

Guo Moli flinched, "What...what did I do?"

Seeing her innocent expression, Shen Qingfeng’s anger became even more uncontrollable. He lifted his foot and kicked the coffee table hard. "Bang!" With a loud noise, the coffee table flew away and hit the wall. The distance between the coffee table and the wall was two to three meters, showing just how angry Qingfeng was that he could kick the coffee table so far.

Immediately, Guo Moli was scared into tears, "I...I really didn’t do anything this time, why are you being so fierce?"

"Didn’t do anything? Hmph!" Shen Qingfeng sneered mockingly, "Wasn’t it you who pushed Wang Bing’s daughter? You could go so far as to harm such a little girl."

Guo Moli’s realization dawned, "I just pushed her lightly; it was her own fault for smearing her snot and tears all over me."

"A light push could cause someone to suffer a concussion. What if you had pushed harder, would she even be alive?!" Seeing Guo Moli’s unrepentant face, Shen Qingfeng truly felt like slapping her several times.

"How could it be a concussion? I really only pushed her lightly. Qingfeng, you have to believe me." She stood up and reached out to grasp Shen Qingfeng’s hand, but he ruthlessly shook her off.

"Qingfeng, believe me, they must be framing me. Let’s go confront them," Guo Moli pleaded through her tears.

"Every time something happens, you push the blame onto others, never looking for reasons within yourself. You’ve truly disappointed me!" Shen Qingfeng stared at Guo Moli, the anger in his heart gradually subsiding, leaving only disappointment.

He sighed wearily, "Let’s get a divorce." On the way back, he had thought it through very clearly. If it continued like this, he would eventually be ruined by her.

"I won’t! I won’t get a divorce! I know I was wrong; please forgive me one last time, okay? I promise from now on I’ll do whatever you say, and I won’t cause any more trouble," Guo Moli looked at Shen Qingfeng in panic and fear, crying and begging him.

"I’m really tired! Every time, you make promises like this to me. Do you even remember how many times I have forgiven you?" Shen Qingfeng looked at her calmly. If her promises had been effective, she wouldn’t have kept making mistakes over and over. His heart was dead! There was no more hope left.

"Don’t! Please, don’t divorce me. I’ll change; I really will change. In the future, I’ll stay at home quietly, I won’t go out, and I won’t associate with those Guard’s Wives. Please forgive me! I really can’t live without you," Guo Moli clung tightly to Shen Qingfeng’s waist, crying loudly and looking at him with pleading eyes.

Shen Qingfeng forcibly removed Guo Moli’s hands and pushed her onto the sofa, "I’ve made up my mind!" After saying that, he walked out without looking back.

"I won’t! I absolutely won’t get a divorce. If you insist on divorcing, I’ll die for you to see!" Seeing the fruit knife on the floor, Guo Moli bent down to pick it up and held it against her own neck. The knife, which she used to peel apples, was originally on the coffee table, but it had fallen to the ground when Shen Qingfeng kicked the table.

Shen Qingfeng did not heed Guo Moli’s threat and started walking towards the outside.

"Shen Qingfeng! I really will die, I’m not kidding with you." Guo Moli’s hand that was holding the fruit knife applied force, and the knife that was pressed against her neck made a cut. Thin streams of red liquid slid down the sharp, shiny blade, dripping onto the ground and forming speckles of blood. At that moment, she had only one thought, even if it meant death, she had to keep Shen Qingfeng, she absolutely could not let him divorce her.

Shen Qingfeng, irritated, stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Guo Moli, immediately being frightened by the scene before him.

"You’re crazy!" He quickly stepped forward, snatched the fruit knife from Guo Moli’s hand and threw it aside, then carried her and rushed outside. Recalling that Luo Shu, who lived next door had medical skills, he hurriedly carried Guo Moli to the neighbor’s place.

Lu Hanmo had just returned and was talking with Luo Shu when they heard an urgent knock on the door. He frowned slightly, walked out of the house, and went to open the gate.

"Deputy Squadron Leader Lu, is your wife here? Please, have her save my wife," Shen Qingfeng said anxiously upon seeing Lu Hanmo.

Lu Hanmo glanced at Guo Moli in Shen Qingfeng’s arms, "Come in!"

Shen Qingfeng carried Guo Moli into the courtyard, quickly walking towards the house.

Luo Shu was standing at the doorway; seeing Shen Qingfeng come in with Guo Moli, who was still bleeding from her neck, Luo Shu involuntarily furrowed her brows and turned to walk into the living room.

Shen Qingfeng hurriedly followed, "Please save her." He truly had not expected her to resort to death as a threat.

"Lay her on the sofa, compress the carotid arteries on both sides of her trachea in her neck, but not at the same time," Luo Shu said indifferently. She had no ounce of fondness for Guo Moli.

Shen Qingfeng promptly did as instructed. He knew about this method of stopping the bleeding; he had just forgotten it in the heat of the moment.

Guo Moli pushed Shen Qingfeng’s hand away, "Do you still want a divorce... If you want a divorce, then don’t save me..."

"Let’s stop the bleeding first," Shen Qingfeng said, one hand holding Guo Moli’s hand, the other continuing to compress her carotid artery.

"I won’t... If you don’t give me an answer... just let me die..." Guo Moli turned her neck, uncooperative.

"We’re not divorcing." Shen Qingfeng shouted assertively.

Guo Moli smiled contentedly, and slowly closed her eyes. She had already lost the strength from bleeding so much.

Seeing Guo Moli’s bleeding gradually come to a halt, Shen Qingfeng felt somewhat relieved, "What should we do next?" He could tell Luo Shu did not like Guo Moli, so he felt embarrassed to ask Luo Shu to take action.

Luo Shu walked over to the side, took a medical kit and placed it on the coffee table, speaking softly, "Clean the wound with alcohol, apply some Hundred Treasure Pill, and bandage it up, and that should be fine." The Hundred Treasure Pill she was talking about is actually the Southern Sky Medicine from the future, which just hadn’t been renamed yet.