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The second floor.

Lu Jisheng lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, clearly having been awake for a very long time.

My whole body ached terribly, especially my face, which was so swollen that I could barely open my eyes.

Even opening my mouth feels like my cheeks are tight and painfully stretched.

He's been awake since morning, and it's almost noon. Not only has he not had breakfast, but no one has even brought him a sip of water.

My stomach was growling with hunger, my chest was sticking to my back, and I wanted to call for a servant.

But when he exerted himself, it felt like all the bones in his body were falling apart, and the pain made him gasp for breath, leaving him no strength to call for help.

The more I think about it, the angrier and more frustrated I feel.

When have I ever suffered such injustice since I was a child?

Enraged, Lu Jisheng grabbed a glass from the bedside table and smashed it all over the floor.

One minute after the glass shattered—

*Clang—*

The bedroom door was kicked open.

Wen Qi walked in.

Lu Jisheng's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively shrank back.

Wen Qi strode into the bedroom and kicked the shards of glass on the floor.

She walked a few steps to the bedside, grabbed Lu Jisheng by the collar, and forcefully pulled his upper body off the bed.

Before Lu Jisheng could react.

Wen Qi raised her hand and slapped him twice more.

They showed no mercy; her already swollen face swelled up even more instantly, turning as red as a ripe peach.

"Who are you trying to impress with all this throwing and screaming?"

"you……"

Lu Jisheng was in so much pain that tears almost welled up in his eyes.

He felt like Wen Qi was going to disfigure his face.

Wen Qi tightened her grip even more: "You're only comfortable if I don't discipline you for a day, are you?"

Lu Jisheng was being lifted so high he could hardly breathe, his face turning bright red.

"Speak up, what do you want?"

Lu Jisheng was in excruciating pain all over his body, groaning, "I...I want to eat..."

Upon hearing this, Wen Qi looked incredulous: "How can you still have an appetite at this time of day?"

"..."

"That's why I say you're a good-for-nothing," Wen Qi said, releasing her grip on his collar and instead grabbing his ear. "All you do is eat and scheme against women."

Someone like you would be condemned by the whole world these days, how come you don't care at all?

Lu Jisheng turned his head to the side, his face contorted in pain.

At this moment, he actually regretted not divorcing Wen Qi back then.

Seeing that he didn't dare to say anything, Wen Qi finally released her grip with satisfaction.

Lu Jisheng's upper body slammed heavily onto the bed; he had a fracture, a fracture!

It cannot be bent!

It hurt, I felt wronged, and I almost cried.

Wen Qi clapped her hands, calming down a bit.

She bent down slightly, raised her hand and ruffled Lu Jisheng's hair like petting a dog: "What couple doesn't fight sometimes? Don't take it to heart, you'll get used to it."

You did a good job today. From now on, you should behave like that in front of me.

"I can't talk back when I hit you, I can't argue back when I scold you. The more you talk back, the harder I hit you. If you don't say anything, I'll just let it go after I've vented my anger."

Lu Jisheng clenched his fist and stubbornly shook his head, not wanting to be treated like a dog by Wen Qi.

He also has dignity; even after being beaten so badly, he doesn't want to be humiliated like this.

Wen Qi narrowed her eyes, grabbed Lu Jisheng's hair with her fingers, and said, "What are you being stubborn about? You're not convinced, are you? Not convinced? I'll fucking teach you to be unconvinced!"

He raised his right hand and punched Lu Jisheng several times.

Lu Jisheng was already covered in injuries and had no strength to struggle. After struggling for a few moments, everything went black and he fainted.

Wen Qi let go and patted it away in disgust.

He turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Downstairs, Wang Cui was still clutching coffee beans in her hand—

I secretly stood at the top of the stairs to observe what was happening upstairs.

Seeing Wen Qi come downstairs, Wang Cui panicked and instinctively wanted to hide, but then she thought of her son's condition...

Mustering her courage, she stepped forward: "Ji... how is Jisheng?"

Wen Qi: "Asleep."

"what?"

Wang Cui became even more worried: "Did she faint?"

"I already said you were asleep. If I ask you again, you'll still have to sleep."

"..."

Wang Cui's mind was racing.

Wen Qi ignored her and glanced around the living room.

Wen Wen squatted on the ground, holding a rag in her hand, her back to her, and slowly wiped the floor.

Wen Qi walked over and kicked the basin of water in front of Wen Wen away.

"Splash—"

A basin of water was poured all over Wen Wen, soaking her from head to toe.

The basin of water spun around on the floor a few times with a clatter before finally coming to rest in the corner...

"I asked you to do some work, but you've been dawdling for almost all morning. What, are you trying to take root here?"

Wen Qi's demeanor was that of a complete villain—

Wenwen was soaking wet.

She couldn't win a fight, she couldn't win an argument, and she didn't have Lu Jisheng to back her up.

He lowered his head timidly, not daring to utter a single word.

He cursed Wen Qi in his heart many times over.

"What are you standing there for? Get ready!" Wen Qi glared at her.

Wen Wen nodded quickly, not daring to utter a single complaint, and hurriedly picked up a rag.

The movements were several times faster than before.

Wen Qi sat back on the sofa with an air of superiority.

His gaze swept around the living room.

How can this house function without rules? It simply won't!

Wen Qi: "Butler Fang."

Butler Fang trotted from the doorway to Wen Qi like a lackey, bowing deeply: "Young Madam, what are your orders?"

"Go and install a smart attendance system at the entrance, with a high-definition camera."

"Yes, Madam, I'll make the arrangements right away."

Butler Fang was puzzled—

But Butler Fang is sensible—

"Prepare a few more empty rooms; we're hiring new staff for the villa in the next couple of days."

"Yes, young mistress," the butler replied, then cautiously asked, "Do you need my help with the recruitment? To select suitable candidates."

Wen Qi looked up: "You're going to plant your own people?"

Butler Fang quickly waved his hand: "No, no, young mistress, I just wanted to help you with some of the burden, I didn't mean anything by it."

Wen Qi snorted coldly: "Prepare the car."

"OK."

Butler Fang felt as if he had been granted a pardon and retreated in fear.

Wang Cui and Wen Wen were both delighted when they heard Wen Qi ask them to prepare the car.

Wen Qi is going out!

Although Wen Qi didn't see them, she could guess what kind of people they were.

This is nothing, and it's already like this?

The best is yet to come.

Wen Qi checked the time on her phone, then got up and went out.

The driver asked, "Young Madam, where would you like to go?"

"Central Street, skyscrapers."

Wen Qi leaned back in her chair.

The driver started the car.

The car quickly drove out of the suburbs and into the city, but after going a short distance, the engine stalled.

The driver quickly got out of the car and checked for a long time.

Looking troubled, he walked to the car and knocked on the window: "Young Madam, the car is broken down and we can't move for a while."

"..."

As expected, everything between Wen Qi and the Lu family is incompatible!

The old, worn-out car, which had been used for years, was only ridden in once by her. And now it's broken?

People stage accidents to extort money, and cars do too.

How unlucky!

Wen Qi pushed open the car door and got out: "Drag him out and scrap him."

driver:"……"