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Chapter 523 Shen Chun's Past (68)

Shen Zhichen's eyes were replaced by coldness, like frost.

"You should be glad that Chunhe has nothing to do, otherwise, it is impossible for you to stay in the Shen's house now! However, you will not stay in the Shen's house for a long time, and I will be leaving soon, and you should also leave when the time comes I don't owe you anything anymore."

"My lord, where are you going?"

"Go where you least dare to go."

The place Zhou Yafang dared not go to...

That's rehab.

"No, Zhichen, don't go, don't go!"

"..."

Shen Zhichen ignored it, turned around, and continued cooking.

Zhou Yafang sat in a wheelchair, covered her mouth and began to cry.

All made by herself.

She can't blame others.

Unexpectedly, their conversation was overheard by Shen Chaosheng outside.

Shen Chaosheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were a bit more calculating.

Shen Chaosheng went to the company very late today.

Jiang Chunhe did not feed Zhou Yafang.

She left the rest of the meal at Zhou Yafang's door, and then left.

Now that she treats such a femme fatale woman, she doesn't need to treat her too well, because neither Shen Zhichen nor Jiang Chunhe owes Zhou Yafang any more.

Zhou Yafang sat in a wheelchair by herself, ready to go out to pick up food.

The door was slowly pushed open from the outside.

The first thing that caught Zhou Yafang's eyes was a pair of smooth and shiny leather shoes.

Slowly raising his eyes, he had a heroic face, with a tear mole the size of a sesame seed under the long and narrow corner of the eye, and then, that pair of devilish eyes.

At this moment, the man's dark eyes were shining with a sharp cold light.

Zhou Yafang was very afraid of Shen Chaosheng, and subconsciously shuddered.

"You, you didn't go to the company today?"

Shen Chaosheng didn't answer Zhou Yafang's words directly, but held her head and dragged her directly in front of the rice bowl.

"Eat like a dog, eat!"

"Do not……"

"No, are you sure? Then you just starve to death today."

Now, Zhou Yafang can only eat this meal three times a day.

She didn't eat yesterday, and she is already very hungry today, even if her eating posture is very embarrassing, she can't care so much.

However, before she could take a bite of the steamed bun, Shen Chaosheng suddenly poured out all the food in the bowl and fell to the ground.

He stomped hard on the food again!
"Just now I asked you to eat, but if you don't want to eat now, you can only eat these."

Yes.

He is a complete demon.

The nature of the devil is cruel, evil, and vicious.

This is the true face of Shen Chaosheng.

Zhou Yafang gritted her teeth, "Shen Chaosheng, don't go too far!"

"I went too far? Why didn't you say it when you went too far with Jiang Chunhe?"

Shen Chaosheng sneered.

His condescending posture is even more like a devil.

"You have Shen Zhichen's handle in your hand, but not mine, so I won't spoil you like Shen Zhichen did, but—"

Shen Chaosheng changed the subject and laughed provocatively.

"I heard what you said to Shen Zhichen in the kitchen today. If you tell me the truth, what happened to Shen Zhichen, maybe I can show mercy and cook you a good meal."

"Shen Zhichen has nothing to do, you can go, at worst, I won't eat this meal."

Zhou Yafang is also a dignified person, she will not eat the food that Shen Chaosheng stepped on, and she will not betray Shen Zhichen again.

Shen Chaosheng suddenly laughed, he didn't look like a polite person at all.

"Your current backbone, in my eyes, is worthless!"

He is not a patient man.

Shen Chaosheng's patience was all used on Jiang Chunhe.

That's why I saw Zhou Yafang who toasted and refused to eat fine wine.

Exhausted of patience, he reached out and pinched her throat!

Soon, Zhou Yafang's face turned pale as a pig's liver!
"You... you let me go... let me go..."

"Say it quickly! Otherwise, I will really strangle you to death. No one cares about your poor life. Even if you die now, who do you think will beg for your life?!"

Zhou Yafang couldn't breathe well, and could only watch the man staring at the man like a demon.

Finally nodded with difficulty...

So, he told Shen Chaosheng everything about Shen Zhichen.

Shen Chaosheng's expression changed from shock to solemnity.

"What you said is true?!"

"Hmm..." Zhou Yafang's voice was flat.

She has broken the pot, since she is going to hell, let's go to hell together.

Shen Chaosheng made several assumptions in his mind, but he never expected that Shen Zhichen was infected with poison...

This is much more serious than he imagined.

He frowned slightly and rubbed his chin, wondering what he was thinking.

……

Jiang Chunhe didn't know that Shen Chaosheng knew about this now.

When I went back at night, I heard a strange sound coming from the study.

Like someone is hitting a wall.

Boom, boom, boom after boom.

Could it be that Shen Zhichen had an attack again? !

The door of the study room couldn't be opened.

Jiang Chunhe knocked on the door and roared inside——

"Shen Zhichen, open the door!"

"..."

the distance of a door.

Shen Zhichen inside, life would be better than death.

Jiang Chunhe slid down the door panel in a decadent manner. His beloved was suffering from such pain, but he couldn't do anything.

About an hour later, the door of the study was slowly opened from the inside.

Four eyes facing each other.

Shen Zhichen's eyes were tired and tired.

That delicate and clean face was also full of vicissitudes at this moment.

Jiang Chunhe still had tears in the corners of his eyes.

"You...again?"

Shen Zhichen pursed his lips and nodded, his voice was hoarse, as if he had been scorched by fire, "Today, don't go to the guest room, go to the master bedroom to sleep. I'm afraid I'll hurt you. Later you find a rope to tie me up. Just tie it up."

"No, I'll just stay by your side and not go anywhere."

"Chunhe..."

Shen Zhichen stroked Jiang Chunhe's hair.

His eyes are painful and sad.

From Jiang Chunhe's angle, his gaze passed him, and he saw the mess inside.

The ground was covered with glass shards, and the decorations and stationery on the desk were swept to the ground like a whirlwind.

Jiang Chunhe couldn't breathe due to the dull pain in his heart.

"Go to the guest room first, I'll pack the things here."

"Let me clean it up myself!"

"No, you go and have a rest, I'll just clean up."

Unable to resist her, Shen Zhichen nodded.

……

There was still a faint smell of blood in the study.

Jiang Chunhe squatted on the ground to pick up the debris, the glass shards were stained with blood.

It was maroon blood that had dried up.

It's Shen Zhichen's blood, right?
He's hurt, isn't he?
He got up and was about to run out, but he bumped into a hard chest suddenly, Jiang Chunhe rubbed his sore nose, slowly raised his eyes, and met Shen Chaosheng's serious eyes.

"Jiang Chunhe."

Shen Chaosheng said every word.

(End of this chapter)