Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 767: How Does This Slap Feel

Red marks from finger imprints appeared on Zhong Yi’s fair skin.

His eyes were filled with cold frost, a hint of chill flickering through.

Zhong Lingxiao stood up and walked to him, looking down on him and said, "How does this slap feel?"

"You went through all the trouble to plant so many bodyguards in the old house and sent Wan Jiang away. Just to give me a slap in the face?" Zhong Yi looked at him mockingly, "Is your mind so petty? It’s truly surprising, like a woman."

Zhong Yi’s words further provoked Zhong Lingxiao, he kicked the wheelchair.

"You can only talk now. The old master said there is nothing for you on the ninth day of the new year. By then, when I become the heir, all the business of the Zhong Family will be taken over by me. You can just roll back to your countryside, otherwise, I’ll definitely end you in the Imperial Capital."

"Oh? Haven’t you calculated against me enough times?"

Zhong Yi said carelessly, "It’s just that each time you couldn’t end me. Zhong Lingxiao, doesn’t that feel bad?"

Smack!

Zhong Lingxiao slapped Zhong Yi’s face again.

He could only take advantage of people at their weakest, he normally wouldn’t have such an opportunity.

The corner of Zhong Yi’s lips had a hint of blood, "Zhong Lingxiao, if you don’t dare to kill me in the old house today. Then there won’t be a chance in the future, and I won’t hold back either."

"Zhong Yi!"

Zhong Lingxiao was full of sarcasm, "With your kind of ability, what else can you do? This slap, I’ve wanted to give it for a long time. Who wants to pretend to be brotherly and friendly with you, just a bastard, why should you take my things! Relying on your shameless mother?"

Zhong Yi’s eyes grew deeper.

He spoke in a cold and sharp tone, "What right do you have to mention my mother? You and your father are just as shameless, aren’t you? With all those women outside, you yourself are not any better."

"That’s still better than you trying to interfere in someone else’s marriage, right."

"I’m indeed not a good thing, and Zhong Lingxiao, you are even worse!"

Bam!

Zhong Lingxiao kicked the wheelchair again, moving it several dozen centimeters.

"You can only keep up the tough talk for a few days more."

"Really? Zhong Lingxiao, I don’t think so. Your greatest reliance isn’t your ability, but the child inside Lin Xifei’s belly. Everything is possible, if you truly want everything to be foolproof, just have someone follow her every step of the way."

"Are you threatening me? You want to take action against a pregnant woman?"

Zhong Lingxiao didn’t expect him to plan against Lin Xifei, that indeed was a big dependence.

The child was his guarantee.

Whether a boy or girl, either could be the hope for the future.

If he were to be the heir of the Zhong Family, it was impossible not to have descendants.

"What’s not possible? You could team up with the Pei Family to kill me, so why can’t I just deal with your child?"

"Zhong Yi!" Zhong Lingxiao reached out and grabbed his neck, exerting force, "Don’t provoke me, otherwise I fear you won’t even make it back to the countryside."

Zhong Yi just looked at him, a hint of provocation in his eyes.

He wasn’t afraid of Zhong Lingxiao accidentally killing him at all.

The veins on Zhong Lingxiao’s hand burst out, but in the end, he let go.

"I’ll let you off this time."

Though he was holding anger in his heart, he let out a mocking laugh and said, "Thanks for the reminder, I will definitely protect Lin Xifei well. I won’t let her or the child in her belly suffer any loss, and I’ll let you watch at the Zhong Family feast on the ninth day of the new year, how I take everything."

He let go and walked out the door with long strides.

It seemed he was going to find Lin Xifei.

Zhong Yi leaned on the wheelchair and coughed lightly twice, a figure fell before him, pouring a glass of water for him.

"Have some water."

Zhong Yi looked up and saw Zhao Shuyuan standing in front of him.

He said lightly, "Thank you, no."

His interactions with Zhao Shuyuan were only in those years when he first returned to the Imperial Capital, that father and son shamelessly wanting to use him for surrogacy.

Zhao Shuyuan pursed her lips, her appearance was gentle and delicate, and her whole presence exuded a scholarly scent. She looked like a lady from a well-bred family cultivated from a young age, she placed the cup aside.

"Then let me get you some ointment for your face."

"No need, you better keep your distance from me, otherwise it’s even harder to survive in this family."

Zhao Shuyuan was a non-entity in the Zhong Family, wearing the title of the eldest daughter-in-law of the Zhong Family, yet not much respected by anyone.

Zhao Shuyuan sat down on the sofa nearby, smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, it’s hard for me no matter what I do. Zhong Lingxiao wouldn’t agree to divorce either, I will only be trapped here for a lifetime."

She was an innocent person.

Zhong Yi made no sound.

"Zhong Yi." Zhao Shuyuan looked at him and said, "Do you really have no way to deal with Zhong Lingxiao? If you have any ideas, I can do my best to help you bring him down."

"You two are married." Zhong Yi sneered, "Who knows if what you say is true or false? Sister-in-law, there is no trust between us. And back when you were drugged and sent to my room, whether forced or reluctantly compliant, we can’t cooperate."

Nothing happened that time.

Zhong Yi also disdained touching Zhong Lingxiao’s woman.

Zhao Shuyuan had heard far more malicious words, and she understood Zhong Yi’s wariness.

"My offer remains open anytime, because I long to leave Zhong Lingxiao and live my own life," Zhao Shuyuan stood up and said, "I’ll go help you find your assistant, they will still give me that bit of face."

She walked toward the outside of the old house.

Zhong Yi heard her vaguely speaking to the bodyguards, with a trace of inexplicable coldness in the corners of his mouth.

He didn’t know what Zhao Shuyuan felt in the Zhong Family all these years, her husband having affairs, cozying up with mistresses, and even wanting to send her to her brother-in-law’s bed. freewёbnoνel-com

Not long after.

Wan Jiang hurried in.

"Young Master Zhong, how are you?" Seeing the redness and swelling on Zhong Yi’s face and the strangulation marks on his neck, Wan Jiang nearly fainted.

"He hit you? How dare he hit you in the Zhong Family’s old house!"

Wan Jiang touched his cheek, then tried to lift his clothes to check for injuries.

"Wan Jiang!"

"Master are there no wounds on your body? Let me check..."

"Wan Jiang! Wan Jiang, don’t pull my clothes, I’m fine. There are no wounds on my body, Wan Jiang, stop touching me!"

Wan Jiang finally stopped and asked, "Really okay?"

"I’m okay."

"Then let’s leave here first, the old house is too dangerous. The marks and strangulation on your face won’t disappear for a while..."

"Let’s go back to the Garden Villa."

Zhong Yi couldn’t continue staying here.

Wan Jiang pushed his wheelchair outside, suddenly having a bold idea.

He helped Zhong Yi into the car, closing the door, he said, "Young Master Zhong, why don’t we go to the Huo Family and find Miss Qiao? Let her treat your wounds."

If Miss Qiao saw Young Master Zhong in this state, she would also feel distressed.

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