Anyone who does wrong must pay the price they deserve.
They must pay!
This was Su Ziyu’s philosophy of life.
As for the phenomenon of girls being soft-hearted—
If you expect to find it in a violent woman, you might as well ask a sow to climb a tree.
“Manager Liu.”
Glancing at Miao Dengke, Su Ziyu said to Liu Shichun, “It’s almost noon. I’d like to invite you and your senior executives to have lunch at a hotel.”
“Absolutely!”
Liu Shichun readily agreed and instructed his secretary, “Xiao Tian, call Qingyun Hotel immediately. Tell them I am hosting distinguished guests and to prepare the finest cuisine.”
Su Ziyu was once again bewildered.
She had clearly intended to host Liu Shichun herself to express her most sincere gratitude.
(The annual check-up fees for all 12,000 employees of Qingyun Steel, twice a year, how much would that cost? Moreover, Liu Shichun had clearly stated in the contract that Guangming Hospital would be Qingyun Steel’s designated check-up hospital for five years! Who wouldn’t be immensely grateful to Liu Shichun in such a situation?)
Yet, Liu Shichun had so readily agreed to lunch and, after the meal, insisted on hosting the banquet himself.
How was she to interpret this?
“Director Su, that’s settled. I’ll head to the hotel to make arrangements and await your arrival.”
Liu Shichun stated with an unchallengeable tone, then turned his gaze to Miao Dengke, who was still kneeling on the ground and slapping himself.
He let out a cold laugh and instructed his driver and others, “Drag him out of the hospital. Don’t let him shame Qingyun Steel any further.”
“Director Su, please, I beg you!”
Miao Dengke’s hoarse pleas echoed in the skies above Guangming Hospital.
After Su Ziyu and her entourage saw Liu Shichun and his group off, her secretary, Zeng Ting, threw her arm around Su Ziyu’s. “Director, am I dreaming? Pinch me. I’m afraid this is a dream!”
It wasn't just Zeng Ting; several other hospital executives wore expressions of bewildered disbelief.
“There’s a utility pole over there. Go and smash your head into it yourself.”
Su Ziyu raised her hand and pointed to the street lamp post at the entrance.
Zeng Ting froze, then quickly stuck out her tongue.
“I’m still dazed, it feels like a dream,” Su Ziyu murmured internally. With great effort, she suppressed the surging emotions within and quickly returned to her office.
Li Qianfan, who followed her in, had just closed the door.
The moment the door was shut, Su Ziyu grabbed his collar and, with an unusually forceful manner, dragged him into the rest room.
Li Qianfan was alarmed, thinking, “Has she realized I was the one who helped her? Is she preparing to torture me to extract my true identity?”
Indeed!
After dragging him into the rest room, Su Ziyu took a lady’s belt from a cabinet.
Li Qianfan’s expression changed—
But in the next moment, Su Ziyu handed the belt to him.
Then, she placed her hands on the edge of the bed, lifted her exquisite rear, and called out, turning her head, “Husband, hit me a few times. I want to see if it hurts. If it doesn’t hurt, then I really am dreaming.”
Li Qianfan was instantly dumbfounded.
“Hurry!”
Su Ziyu urged him anxiously, deliberately swaying her hips a few times.
“You want me to hit you for real?”
Li Qianfan licked his lips and asked uncertainly.
“Of course, hit me for real!”
His wife swayed again. “Quickly, I don’t have much patience.”
“Then I’m going to hit you.”
“Hurry! Stop dawdling, are you even a man?”
“Alright—”
Li Qianfan lightly flicked the belt, striking his wife’s backside, and asked, “Does it hurt?”
“No, it doesn’t. It actually feels quite… quite good.”
Su Ziyu’s face fell, and she murmured, “So, I really was dreaming.”
Li Qianfan quickly said, “Wife, I can assure you that you’re not dreaming. Because just now, I didn’t put much force into it.”
Su Ziyu blinked.
Then she angrily exclaimed, “Are you even a man!?”
Without waiting for Li Qianfan’s reply, Su Ziyu continued, “If you are a man, then use force.”
Li Qianfan said, “But it will hurt you.”
“What I need most right now is pain.”
“Then I’ll really use force?”
“Hurry—”
Su Ziyu swayed her hips again in a hurry.
*Crack!*
Li Qianfan swung the belt and struck his wife’s backside heavily.
The next second—
His wife let out a pained scream, clutching her backside with both hands, and jumped up from the spot.
Li Qianfan was startled and quickly asked, “Wife, does it hurt now?”
“What do you think? Does it hurt?”
Su Ziyu’s face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth, “Fine! You only married me a few days ago, and you dare to hit me.”
Seeing that something was amiss, Li Qianfan turned to run.
But Su Ziyu grabbed him by the collar and, with a娇声怒叱 (sweet yet furious scolding), flung him heavily onto the bed.
Then, with a fierce pounce, she straddled Li Qianfan’s backside, pinning his neck with her left hand and striking his back with her right fist.
As she hit him, she scolded, “You brat, how dare you hit your wife!”
Li Qianfan, with his hands covering his face, suddenly felt like crying.
After beating him dozens of times in succession, Su Ziyu finally let him go.
She then picked up her mobile phone.
*Ding!*
Li Qianfan’s phone received two thousand yuan.
This was the medical fee his wife gave him after beating him.
“Considering I’m in a good mood, I’m giving you double this time.”
Su Ziyu said casually, but with her bare feet, clad in black stockings, kicking off her shoes, she nudged Li Qianfan’s leg again. “Don’t play dead, sit up.”
Having been beaten on the back and earned two thousand yuan, Li Qianfan was also in an excellent mood.
“Husband, why do you think Liu Shichun did this?”
Now that she was sure she wasn’t dreaming, Su Ziyu naturally wanted to understand what was going on.
After all, the social status gap between them was too vast.
Without some very special reason, Liu Shichun wouldn’t be fawning over Su Ziyu like this.
Li Qianfan rubbed his back and shook his head, “I don’t know either.”
“Could it be—”
Su Ziyu suddenly thought of something and asked nervously, “Husband, Liu Shichun isn’t interested in your wife, is he? Trying to steal me from you?”
This explanation still seemed plausible.
Li Qianfan also became nervous. “If that’s really the case, what would you do?”
Su Ziyu raised her hand and cupped his chin.
Then she said coolly, “I, Su Ziyu, am yours in life and death. I would never disregard my integrity for profit.”
Li Qianfan was moved to tears and opened his arms. “Wife, hug me.”
“Get lost.”
Su Ziyu lifted her foot and kicked him away. “Don’t think you can take liberties with me, no way.”
She pondered for a long time but couldn't find an answer as to why Liu Shichun had acted that way.
She decided not to think about it anymore.
Anyway, she just needed to be sure that she would never sell her integrity for profit.
Free benefits that came her way – why not take them?
She took them, and they were still free!
“Oh, right.”
As Su Ziyu bent down to put on her shoes, she remembered something. “Husband, when we get to the hotel, should I ask Liu Shichun why he’s doing this?”
Li Qianfan retorted, “Are you stupid?”
Su Ziyu blinked her eyes, thought for a moment.
Nodding, she picked up her phone. “Husband, I’ll give you another thousand yuan in medical fees. Just for calling me stupid!”
Li Qianfan immediately—
He clasped his hands over his head and lay on the bed, assuming the posture of a husband who was "bought to be married, bought to be ridden, bought to be beaten."
At 1:30 PM.
In the top-floor office of Victoria.
Mo Hongti, who had just woken up from her nap, sat behind her desk as usual and lit a cigarette.
*Knock, knock.*
The door was knocked.
“Come in.”
Mo Hongti blew out a smoke ring and said indifferently.
Zhang Bao entered.
Zhang Bao, who had two ribs broken when Li Qianfan kicked him away that night.
However, he was a tough man, refusing to leave his post despite his injuries.
“President Mo.”
Zhang Bao bowed and reported respectfully, “I just received news. Su Ziyu of Guangming Hospital has secured the medical examination business for all employees of Qingyun Steel. Currently, Liu Shichun of Qingyun Steel is hosting her at Qingyun Hotel.”