Chapter 572 What Went Wrong 2

After shooing away all the servants waiting in the living room, he took off the mask on his left cheek, revealing the left side of his face covered with scars.

Qi Rui's eyes were fixed on her reaction.

She didn't even look at him. She grabbed a handful of melon seeds, ate them, and watched the financial news on TV.

He stood up and moved in front of her to block the TV.

She stared at his behavior in confusion, "What are you doing?"

He pointed to the scar on his left cheek, "Look at it."

She glanced briefly and said, "I've finished reading."

"What do you think?" He was very nervous.

"My thoughts are... you idiot!" She waved him away, "It's not like I haven't seen the scar on your face before. Get out of my way and don't stop me from watching TV!"

There was no trace of disgust in her eyes, but it was an irrelevant comment that he was blocking the TV. That means...

Maybe the text message that made him cancel his proposal wasn't from her?

A flash of excitement flashed in his heart, and he suddenly rushed over and took her body to fall on the sofa, pressing her under him. His cold voice was slightly hoarse, "Cheng Yingxuan..."

"Why are you pressing me down? Are you crazy?" She frowned.

He thought she was extremely cute even when she was angry, and guilt filled her resolute and cold face, "If I make a mistake, will you forgive me?"

She stared at his cold face for a second. What mistake could he make? Was he stealing someone behind her back? "Won't."

"I didn't mean to..." he tried to explain.

"If it wasn't intentional, then it was intentional, and it's even more damning. Conclusion...you will disappear from my eyes immediately."

"..." Yan Shiting looked at her angry little face and thought for a moment, "You don't think I have another woman, do you? No."

Not stealing? She felt a little more at ease, "Actually, we have broken up. Whether you have another woman or not has nothing to do with me."

"Really?" But we are married. He added something in his mind, not daring to say it out loud.

Pressing her soft body, he really wanted her.

God knows how depressed he is when his wife is in his arms but not touched.

She felt something hard pressed between her legs, stretched out her hand to push him, "Get up!" If she continued like this, she was really afraid that he would force himself.

After breaking up, she would never go to bed with him!

The weight of his entire body was on her, and his arms were wrapped around her, "I don't want to move, let me hold you for a while."

She turned over suddenly. The big sofa was still narrow for a bed, and she fell to the ground with his body.

His body that was originally on top fell to the ground on his back, and she lay on top of him.

Without noticing for a moment, he hit the back of his head on the ground, his thick black eyebrows knitted together, and he stretched out his hand to caress the back of his head, "Hiss... it hurts."

She also heard the sound of his head hitting the ground, and looked suspicious, "Is it that painful?"

He raised his hand and grabbed her little hand, "If you don't believe me, it'll be swollen if you touch it."

She touched it with her little hand and found that it was indeed a little swollen. She felt no guilt at all, "You can't blame me. Who asked you to press on me? I would have been merciful if I didn't kick you in the vagina."

His eyes flickered, and his deep male voice sounded a little pitiful, "It hurts..."

"Then I'll take you to the hospital."

"No. Just rub it for me." He requested.

After all, she was the one who caused the injury. She gestured to the sofa and said, "Sit down and I'll get some medicine to apply to you."

He sat down on the sofa, hugged her into his arms, and asked her to sit on his lap, "No need to get the medicine, just rub it."