Ling Chuxia felt her body rapidly stiffen, uncontrollably trembling violently. Her hands instinctively clenched the sheets beneath her, restraining her desire to flee.
She forced a smile at Shi Che as best as she could, even though she knew that her smile at this moment was surely more unsightly than crying. Yet she still managed to maintain it, her voice as weak as a mosquito's, "You... you woke up... ah!"
Ling Chuxia hadn't finished speaking when a sudden cry of pain erupted. Shi Che's large hand struck straight at her, his five fingers forcefully pinching her cheeks. The dark brown pupils revealed a gloomy ferocity, chilling to the bone.
His lips curled slightly, and his deep voice remained as charming as ever, yet it sent a chill from head to toe.
"Ling Chuxia, are you addicted to seducing men?"
Ling Chuxia felt a sharp pain in the bones of her cheeks, as if they were about to be crushed in the next second. It hurt so much that cold sweat appeared on her forehead, yet she dared not speak to ask Shi Che to release her.
It was as if she hadn't heard Shi Che's vicious ridicule. Years of upbringing made her instinctively apologize. Her voice trembled with a tone of fear, "I'm sorry, Young Master, it was my fault for waking you up."
Shi Che's pupils contracted suddenly at this moment. He stared intensely at Ling Chuxia, his thin lips tightly pressed, and his grip unconsciously intensified.
Ling Chuxia's face twisted in pain, yet she still maintained that apologetic expression. Even though her hands almost tore the sheets beneath her, she didn't ask him to let go or utter a single word of pleading.
Shi Che looked at Ling Chuxia, at her fearful appearance, her cautious demeanor, just feeling that it was so glaring, so glaring that it made him want to tear off her face.
Ling Chuxia had previously prepared herself mentally for the consequences of angering Young Master Shi, but when this moment truly arrived, she realized she had underestimated Young Master Shi's rage.
Shi Che's strength felt like it was going to crush her face, making it difficult for her to breathe...
Was Shi Che really planning to kill her today?
An extreme fear unavoidably surfaced in Ling Chuxia's heart. Normally, people would have an instinctive survival response in such situations. Ling Chuxia would, of course, have it too, but years of education were ingrained in her bones, overshadowing her instincts.
She only knew that the sole purpose of her life was: to regard her husband as her sky.
To obey her husband's words, her husband's words were not to be refuted, and her husband's actions were not to be resisted.
Therefore, even if Shi Che truly wanted to take her life now, she was obediently supposed to offer it with both hands, without a single complaint.
Ling Chuxia's cheeks flushed red, her breathing became more difficult, and the veins surfaced on the back of her white hands, making it increasingly hard to breathe...
Shi Che looked at Ling Chuxia like this, a surge of fierce anger rapidly rose from the depths of his heart, spreading through his limbs, and a cloud of frustration and depression coagulated in his chest, about to drive him insane.