Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 113: V21: The others, throw them all away! (6000+...2 Chapters combined)_3

Chapter 113: V21: The others, throw them all away! (6000+...2 Chapters combined)_3

He Qimo chuckled softly, the sarcasm evident as he mercilessly held Gu Zixuan in his arms, "Whether I’m gentle or not, she’s still my wife. What does that have to do with President Yu?"

"You!" Yu Yuanshen’s eyes were cold, speechless.

He Qimo sneered, scanning the community. When his gaze landed on the bags full of shopping, he nodded even more ironically, "Hiding a mistress, huh? Alright! But President Yu, you are a person of status and reputation in society. Even if I kept silent and let you go on, could you really do something as scandalous as coveting a married woman? The Yu Family wouldn’t want such tabloid material, would they?"

Yu Yuanshen’s eyes trembled, stunned by He Qimo’s doubt of Gu Zixuan’s character after seeing just one scene.

But in He Qimo’s eyes, it seemed like a silent admission of guilt after being exposed.

With a cold and desolate laugh, he suppressed all his anger and pulled Gu Zixuan away forcefully.

Gu Zixuan stumbled in pain, her face pale.

But He Qimo didn’t notice, assuming her reluctance to walk smoothly was her unwillingness to leave.

Inside, the raging anger intensified, and he yanked her even faster, making her stagger, before finally lifting her into the air.

He opened the car door and unceremoniously tossed her onto the back seat.

The roughness reminded Yu Yuanshen of the slap Gu Zixuan had received on her face, his heart trembled violently, and he disregarded Qi Yue’s shocked and astonished, "President, don’t."

He quickly headed towards the Audi car in anger.

In the back seat of the Audi, He Qimo got into the car and quickly loosened his tie.

Given the scene that made him angry and absurd, he wanted to leave immediately.

But Gu Zixuan’s silence, the faint sobs, and Yu Yuanshen’s furious and fierce strides toward them completely ignited the last bit of reason and anger in him. With a cold tone, he said to Liang Xi and the driver, "Get out of the car!"

Liang Xi and the driver were momentarily stunned, not understanding what this was about.

He Qimo roared, "Get out of the car!"

"..." Liang Xi and the driver hurriedly opened the doors and got out. f(r)eew(e)bnovel.(c)o(m)

Standing outside the car, Liang Xi and the driver instinctively thought they were meant to block Yu Yuanshen.

They all collectively blocked the door and said to Yu Yuanshen, "President Yu, this is our President Feng’s family matter. You better not get involved."

But in the next moment, accompanied by the "click click" sound of the car being locked from the inside, and Gu Zixuan’s cry of pain from inside, "He Qimo!"

They realized what He Qimo intended to do.

In an instant, Liang Xi, the driver, and Qi Yue were all stunned.

Yu Yuanshen’s body stiffened, his thoughts scattered and frozen all at once.

Inside the car, as she watched him roughly pin her hands above her head and rapidly unbutton his shirt and belt, Gu Zixuan’s eyes trembled with disbelief.

He Qimo, however, stared at her angry red lips that had just called his name, and in the next instant, he pressed down.

The cold lips and tongue, laden with icy anger, deprived her of breath.

The kiss, devoid of any emotion, pierced Gu Zixuan’s heart with agony.

And amid the pauses, he spat out words that chilled her to the core, "Do you really want to betray marriage so badly? Gu Zixuan, is it just because I haven’t touched you in eight years of marriage, or that I didn’t protect you first a few days ago? Does that justify your grief to the point of betraying our marriage? And with Yu Yuanshen? Buying so much stuff? What do you want? Can’t wait to divorce and start a new family with him, raising someone else’s child in a three-person world?"

Gu Zixuan’s eyes trembled, tears rolling down, "You’re talking nonsense..."

Before she could finish saying "nonsense," He Qimo sneered and gripped her jaw, unzipping his pants with a squint, "Talking nonsense? Regardless of whether I’m talking nonsense, you’re my wife, aren’t you? I think, in front of him, there’s no problem with me claiming my wife, is there?"

His cold and ruthless words pierced Gu Zixuan’s heart like knives.

In the next instant, not waiting for her to explain again, he leaned down, silencing all her argumentative words with a kiss.

The narrow space in the car made her ankle pain rise to its peak after several struggles.

But He Qimo, oblivious, only pressed down on her every time she tried to sit up in anger.

As if declaring sovereignty, as if provocative, when he lifted Gu Zixuan’s skirt, he deliberately let out a deep groan, raising one of her legs, preparing to press on and resolve it quickly.