Mo Hongti's legs were very white, that was an undeniable fact.
Li Qianfan was speaking the truth, was there anything wrong with that?
But why did Su Ziyu roll up her sleeves?
Li Qianfan was immediately shocked: "Wife, what are you going to do?"
Su Ziyu didn't say anything, she picked up her phone and transferred a thousand yuan to Li Qianfan.
This was an advance payment for medical expenses—
Li Qianfan's face immediately turned green.
"This time, I'm going to slap you."
Su Ziyu put down her phone, clasped her fingers, and squeezed slightly.
Crack, crackle.
Her finger joints made popping sounds like snapping beans.
Giving a massage was fine.
Slapping his face?
Heh, forget it!
Li Qianfan chuckled awkwardly and jumped up, rushing towards the door.
Just as he was about to open it, the door opened.
It was Zeng Ting.
She was holding a tray with both hands, about to bring the late lunch to Su Ziyu and the other person.
Just as Li Qianfan was about to push her away, he pulled his hand back.
If he pushed Zeng Ting, the food on the tray would spill, getting all over her, and possibly even burning her.
As he hesitated, Su Ziyu had already rushed over.
She grabbed Li Qianfan's arm and forcefully threw him backward, then slammed the door shut with a bang and immediately locked it with a click.
"Ah—"
As Li Qianfan's screams echoed from the office, Zeng Ting, who was standing stupidly at the door, shivered and came to her senses.
She silently thought to herself: "Poor Li Qianfan. Why marry anyone else, and insist on marrying Dean Su."
Inside the office.
Su Ziyu, who had already kicked off her sandals and was preparing to "discipline her husband," now looked at Li Qianfan with her mouth slightly agape, appearing speechless.
She hadn't even touched him, let alone kicked him?
This kid was already rolling on the sofa, and the screams coming from his mouth could probably be heard throughout the entire hospital.
Anyone who didn't know would think Su Ziyu was cutting his flesh with a knife.
"Shut up."
Su Ziyu was so angry she was embarrassed. She lightly kicked Li Qianfan's leg with her fair foot.
Ah!!
The scream Li Qianfan let out this time was worse than that of a pig being stabbed.
It startled Su Ziyu, making her jump back and sternly shout again: "Shut up!"
Ah—
Li Qianfan screamed again.
Su Ziyu was at a loss. She gritted her teeth and said: "Okay, okay. I won't hit you, just stop screaming."
Ah—
Li Qianfan's screams became more and more piercing.
Bang, bang, bang.
The door was pounded from the outside, and Zeng Ting's panicked voice came from beyond: "Dean, please don't hit him anymore!"
"When did I hit him!?"
Su Ziyu roared inwardly.
Ah.
Li Qianfan's screams were so pathetic that even a slaughtered pig would surrender.
Bang, bang, bang.
The door was pounded with great force.
Old Zhang from finance's voice came from outside: "Dean, please quell your anger. No matter what mistake the son-in-law made, he did save Old Mo and helped our hospital avoid disaster. He deserves reward, not punishment!"
"That's right, that's right."
Old Wang from logistics shouted from outside: "Dean, you'll chill the son-in-law's heart by doing this!"
"What if he can't take it and divorces you?"
Someone outside shouted with a sharp point.
Su Ziyu was almost driven mad.
She rushed to the door, unlocked it, and violently pulled it open.
She shouted, both embarrassed and angry: "Look, when did I hit him?"
Many people were outside the door.
They first looked at Su Ziyu.
With her sleeves rolled up and her feet bare.
This was the most standard image of an abuser!
Then they looked at the son-in-law.
Then.
Zeng Ting and over ten other people all looked at Su Ziyu in unison again, their eyes questioning: "He's like this, and you still say you didn't hit him?"
Su Ziyu slowly turned her head to look—
Li Qianfan was now curled up in the corner of the sofa, his butt sticking out high, his hands covering his head, trembling like a sieve.
Seeing this, Su Ziyu's vision went black.
She knew!
From this day on, the label of "violent woman" was firmly affixed to her head.
"Xiao Su."
The person speaking was Old Huang, the most senior doctor at Guangming Hospital.
"Although your domestic violence against your son-in-law is a private matter between you two. We outsiders have no right to interfere. But I still can't help but speak to you a few words, relying on my seniority. Let alone that your son-in-law is a great hero to our hospital, even if he had done nothing, you shouldn't treat him like this. Men, after all, are most concerned about their face and dignity. If you don't give him face, he will eventually lose it. Alas, you know what you're doing."
After Old Huang made his point, he said to Zeng Ting and the others: "Everyone, disperse, disperse."
I didn't hit him.
I really didn't hit him.
Why don't you believe what I say?
Watching the door suddenly empty, Su Ziyu felt like crying but had no tears.
She looked at Li Qianfan again.
He was now sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, with a smug expression, rubbing his throat with his left hand.
The screams just now had really taken a toll on his vocal cords.
Seeing this, Su Ziyu was immediately filled with rage.
She walked over quickly, her fair foot directly stepping on his shoulder.
Leaning down!
Her eyes fixed on him, she asked in a chilling voice: "Now, why aren't you screaming?"
"There's no one outside now, who am I supposed to scream for?"
Li Qianfan looked utterly shameless.
Su Ziyu—
She really wanted to kick his face until it was bruised with her foot!
She endured.
Su Ziyu gritted her teeth lightly and continued in a chilling tone: "I don't care how brilliant your medical skills are. I don't care about your background. I don't even care if you leave me in the future. I just want you to remember. As long as you are my husband, Su Ziyu, for one day! If you dare to flirt with other women, or engage in flirtatious banter. Hmph, then don't blame me for being impolite! If there's a next time, I'll break your legs."
Protective of her territory.
Is this what they call being protective?
Looking at Su Ziyu, who had a fierce expression on her face, Li Qianfan suddenly felt she was very cute.
Perhaps it wasn't Su Ziyu who had found a treasure, but him, Li Qianfan?
Su Ziyu retracted her foot and quickly walked out, bringing back the food Zeng Ting had delivered.
She placed it on the table and prepared chopsticks for Li Qianfan: "Of course, as long as you're good, I won't treat you badly. After all, I'm not only your wife, but I'm also a full five years older than you."
She paused.
She looked at Li Qianfan and said in a deliberately casual tone: "Mo Hongti's legs are white. But they are not as white as mine. What she has, I have. What she can do, I can do. As long as you are good."
Li Qianfan quickly asked: "How?"
Su Ziyu's face blushed slightly, and she lowered her eyes: "Back in college, I also watched those kinds of movies."
"What kind of movies?"
Li Qianfan looked completely bewildered: "What movies? Wife, quickly tell me."
Su Ziyu instinctively closed her legs slightly and opened her red lips: "Get lost."
Li Qianfan, full and satisfied, "rolled away."
"This kid is such a scoundrel."
Su Ziyu cleaned up the leftover dishes and sat in her large executive chair, resting her chin on her left hand and playing with a ballpoint pen in her fingers, muttering to herself: "Strange, at that time when he was being a scoundrel, I actually couldn't bring myself to hit him."
Beep beep beep—
The landline rang.
She glanced at the caller ID and answered: "Mom."
"I'm not your mom!"
Ning Xiaolan's voice was very sharp.
Su Ziyu was startled: "Mom, what's wrong?"
"I heard—"
Ning Xiaolan's tone was stern: "Just now, you publicly beat my good son-in-law?"