First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 443 I Didn't Do It
"No, listen—"

But he slammed her against the wall and tore off her clothes involuntarily.

Du Rongzhi's tears fell down all at once.

"Zixun..." She wept softly, "Don't, don't be like this...I'm scared..."

Those dust-covered past events that she thought she would never recall again in this life suddenly hit the sky and cover the sky like a tide, making her almost breathless.

"Afraid?" He sneered, and the thin spring shirt was "teared" and thrown to pieces on the ground, "Why weren't you afraid when you kissed me with him, why weren't you frowning in front of me? Afraid? Are you scared now? Huh?" He asked coldly, "Du Rongzhi, what do you think of me? What do you think of me?!"

He has never liked someone so much, he likes him enough to wrong himself for her, he likes him enough to tolerate her wayward behavior, even in order not to make her sad, he has thought about adopting a boy from a branch of the Song family more than once ...

He wished he could give her all his heart, and she would just repay him like this?Betrayed for a man whom he only met a few times? !

Du Rongzhi stared at him blankly, she couldn't understand what he was talking about at all!
"I didn't..." She shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face, "I haven't done anything to be sorry to you!"

Not in the previous life, not in this life!

Why...why did he wrongly and humiliate her over and over again!

"Really?" Song Zixun raised the corners of his lips coldly, "Then show me!"

As he spoke, he suddenly picked up Du Rongzhi and threw him on the bed.

Du Rongzhi was dizzy from the fall, and struggled to get up, but was pinned down by him.

"Don't..." Du Rongzhi stretched out her hands to push back, begging with tears streaming down her face, "Zixun...don't do this..."

Don't use her as a tool to vent your anger, don't push her into a desperate nightmare... don't force her to hate him!

Song Zixun's lips had already blocked her roughly - with unscrupulous abuse, like a wild beast rushing out of the gate, trying to tear her into pieces and devour her alive...

Du Rongzhi's gaze gradually became blurred...

She hurts so much... Those insulted and trampled past, like a pair of invisible big hands, tightly strangled her throat...

Du Rongzhi let out a desperate whimper, and suddenly bit down hard as if possessed - the thick bloody smell quickly spread between the two's lips and teeth, his and hers.

"Let go of me!" She beat him crazily, "Don't, don't touch me!" In a panic, she raised her knee and kicked Song Zixun's leg.

Song Zixun quickly stretched out his hand to block it, his handsome face turned livid with anger.

With scarlet eyes, he pulled out the belt, tied her hands a few times and tied them to the head of the bed, gritted his teeth and said, "Du Rongzhi, take a good look at me, who is your man!"

........................

I don't know how long it has passed...

With a pale face, Du Rongzhi stared blankly at Cheng Chen on the top of the bed, letting him do whatever he wanted.

No appeasement, no pity.

But she doesn't seem to feel anything...

She just stared blankly at those misty eyes, numbly bearing the anger and desire he imposed on her—like a sharp knife stabbing into her heart again and again, and she didn't even feel it. it hurts...

The blood color disappeared from her face little by little...

Song Zixun finally stopped.

He lay on Du Rongzhi's body for a while to breathe, and looked at her tear-stained face with complicated eyes, but in the end he didn't say anything, but silently stood up and untied the ties that bound her hands.

Both arms were hanging down limply... Du Rongzhi lay lifeless on the bed like a broken doll.

Song Zixun felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and finally heaved a low sigh, covered Du Rongzhi's naked body with the quilt, and pulled her into his arms.

She let him hold him numbly, motionless.

For some reason, Song Zixun felt inexplicably uneasy. He hugged her in silence for a long while, and then said in a hoarse voice, "I... will ask Nanny An to come in and give you some medicine."

She stared at him blankly, eyes filled with mist that could not be dispelled.

Only then did Song Zixun realize the strangeness in her, and whispered cautiously, "Rong Zhi..."

Du Rongzhi shuddered.

Finally, his worried face slowly appeared in those empty and dark eyes——

"No!" She suddenly pushed him away with all her strength, and she huddled into a ball in horror.

"Don't!" She couldn't stop trembling, she clasped her head in fear and screamed loudly, "Don't hit me! Don't kill my child! Don't!"

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Du Rongzhi fell ill.

The disease came unexpectedly.

When Nanny An, who had been anxiously guarding outside, finally got Song Zixun's order to run in, she saw her girl shivering and curled up in the corner of the bed like a desperate little animal.

Most of the clothes on her body were torn to pieces, revealing large bruises and bruises on her fair skin, and she was still talking upside down.

Momo An burst into tears, "Young Madam...you, what's wrong with you..."

Du Rongzhi turned her head blankly, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in her dark eyes.

She stumbled up and grabbed the nurse's clothes like grabbing a life-saving straw, "Nurse, save me!" She threw herself into the arms of Nurse An, trembling all over, "I never did... I haven't done anything...help me...don't hit me! don't kill my child!" She cried nervously, "the child belongs to him, the child really belongs to him!"

Mother An looked at Du Rongzhi's little hand that was holding onto her skirt, the scars on her wrist were red and swollen, bloodstains had already been worn out in some places, she was so distressed that she burst into tears, she hugged Du Rongzhi tightly and tried to comfort her, "Young Madam, don't be afraid...Miss Sun is fine! It's too late to hurt Miss Sun, how could it be...you are confused, we are not afraid, we are not afraid!"

Song Zixun froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

He knows what she's talking about...

Those nightmares that frightened her so much that she would wake up crying in the middle of the night... She couldn't tell the difference anymore!

He only felt a big stone pressing on his chest, and he mumbled awkwardly, "Rong—"

"No...it's not Guan'er...he's very good..." She shook her head and muttered to herself in a daze, "I have nothing left, why can't we let us go..."

She wailed in despair, "Why don't you let us go!"

Mother An looked at Du Rongzhi's appearance that was sometimes stupid and sometimes crazy, and finally couldn't help hugging her and weeping, "God, what a crime this is all made of!"

(End of this chapter)