EFB Chapter 246 A Love Triangle Between Two Men and One Woman
Chapter 246 A Love Triangle Between Two Men and One Woman
Sheng Tingchen looked at the helplessness and fear in the woman's eyes, her breath coming in rapid gasps, her whole body trembling, and her wide eyes filled with endless pain.
The man's eyes narrowed slightly, his voice low and husky, "What exactly are you afraid of?"
Rong Shu bit her lip so hard she couldn't speak. Large tears rolled down her cheeks as her remaining consciousness was about to be devoured by her most primal desires.
It was as if countless hands were trying to drag her into that dark abyss.
Sheng Tingchen stared intently into the woman's dark eyes as she teetered on the brink of collapse. Blood trickled from her tightly clenched lips as she made her final struggle. Her arms had unconsciously climbed onto the man's shoulders, and her body moved closer to him. She trembled uncontrollably as she resisted yet was unable to control her body.
The man's lips were like the only clear spring in a parched desert.
Sheng Tingchen quietly watched her gradually becoming dazed eyes, a layer of lustful light floating in his deep black pupils.
Until the moment the woman's lips touched his.
He easily captured the woman's lips and tongue in his mouth.
Breathing became stuck.
Rong Shu's consciousness completely collapsed.
At this time.
The door was suddenly swung open.
Sheng Tingchen's face suddenly turned cold.
"Sheng Tingchen, don't touch her!"
Jiang Huaixu's angry voice rang out, the loud noise pulling Rong Shu back to reality. She struggled painfully, pushing the man away, her eyes filled with desperate agony. "No! No! Ugh!"
Rong Shu suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the man's white shirt.
Just as Sheng Tingchen was in a panic.
A strong force pulled him away, and a punch landed squarely on his face.
Sheng Tingchen lost his balance and took two steps back.
Anger burned in his eyes, but Jiang Huaixu didn't dare to delay for a second. He quickly took off his coat and draped it over the woman, then picked her up and strode towards the door.
The manager at the entrance watched the scene unfold with trepidation and unease.
An Qingyue was so frightened by Jiang Huaixu's imposing manner that her face turned pale and she trembled uncontrollably. The usually gentle man had actually lost control and become so furious.
Until Sheng Tingchen walked towards the door.
She suddenly came to her senses and looked at the man's injured lips, his handsome face seemingly covered with a layer of frost, cold and terrifying.
Her heart skipped a beat, a nameless unease rising within her. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and called out in a wronged tone, "Brother Chen!"
She was suddenly relieved that Jiang Huaixu had arrived in time, otherwise Brother Chen would have really taken that bitch. She felt both hatred and anxiety. Why did that bitch have to escape? What terrified her even more was that Brother Chen was clearly treating her differently.
Sheng Tingchen paused, looking down at her.
An Qingyue suppressed her fear and said, "Brother Chen, you're injured. Let me treat your wound first."
Sheng Tingchen withdrew his gaze, said nothing, pulled his arm back, and walked straight out the door.
The manager stood outside the door with his head down, not daring to look up at the man in front of him.
He had no choice; he couldn't afford to offend Jiang Huaixu either.
"Brother Chen!"
An Qingyue choked out a cry, then suddenly ran forward and hugged his waist, leaning against his back, pleading, "Brother Chen, I beg you, please don't abandon me."
Sheng Tingchen didn't linger. He let go of the woman's hand and strode away.
An Qingyue could only stand there, tears of resentment streaming down her face, watching helplessly as the man resolutely walked away.
Jiang Huaixu rushed Rong Shu to the nearest hospital.
The doctor examined her, arranged for gastric lavage, and administered intravenous fluids.
Rong Shu lay unconscious on the hospital bed, her face completely drained of color.
Jiang Huaixu sat on the edge of the bed, holding the woman's hand tightly. Looking at her pale face, he took a deep breath, relieved that nothing had happened.
At this time.
The ward door was opened.
Jiang Huaixu raised his eyes and looked warily toward the doorway.
Sheng Tingchen pushed open the door and entered, exuding a stern aura. His right cheek was noticeably swollen. His gaze fell on the unconscious woman lying on the hospital bed, then on the two women's clasped hands, and his dark eyes narrowed with a dangerous glint.
He stepped inside. "So you really like other people's things."
Jiang Huaixu stared at him, his glasses gleaming with a cold light. "Xiao Shu doesn't belong to anyone. She is just herself, and you don't deserve to have her."
Sheng Tingchen stopped and stood at the edge of the bed, letting out a cold laugh. "Jiang Huaixu, you seem to have no idea whose wife she is!"
Jiang Huaixu confronted the man, "You don't understand what a wife is. You've never respected her. Apart from that meaningless piece of paper, you have no relationship whatsoever."
Sheng Tingchen's deep black eyes seemed to be covered in ice and snow.
"It's a pity that the certificate is just a formality, and it's also a boundary that you can never cross. Don't be so possessive of other people's wives."
In an instant.
The entire ward was filled with a suffocating and oppressive atmosphere.
All that could be heard was the man's deep, dangerous voice saying, "I will take care of my wife myself." The meaning behind this was already quite clear.
Jiang Huaixu did not back down at all, saying, "Unfortunately, Xiaoshu doesn't need your care right now."
"Jiang Huaixu, you can keep your promise for a while, but not forever. Let me tell you clearly, Rong Shu is the mother of my daughter, and there will be no divorce between us."
Jiang Huaixu stared intently at the arrogant man in front of him.
At this time.
A phone vibrated.
Sheng Tingchen took out his phone from his pocket, turned around, and went out of the ward to answer the call.
The call was from Su Qingzhi.
"Feed".
Su Qingzhi asked, "What happened?"
He had just received news that Rong En and Ke Yuan's negotiations had run into trouble, and he knew that Sheng Tingchen had gone to talk to his wife.
Sheng Tingchen said, "Something went wrong, we'll talk about it later."
Su Qingzhi did not press the matter further.
I hung up the phone.
Sheng Tingchen looked towards the ward, and then he made another phone call.
The call was connected quickly on the other end.
He coldly ordered, "Find out exactly what happened during the time Rong Shu was imprisoned by Zhao Zheng."
Rong Shu's reaction at that time was not simply a matter of resisting him; it was more like a stress response after suffering some kind of trauma.
However, the information found showed that she had not been assaulted.
"Yes."
That's all.
He turned and went back to the ward.
Then he pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Jiang Huaixu.
When the nurse came in to change the dressing, she saw the men sitting on either side of the bed, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that she didn't know what to do.
I couldn't help but sigh to myself, realizing how rare it is to find even a man with a handsome appearance these days.
Today I saw two top-tier beauties at once; their charisma and looks were so stunning that I didn't dare to look at them for long.
But the scene before them, with two men and a woman, clearly showed that they all cared about one woman; it was a scene straight out of a TV drama or novel, a veritable battlefield.
She cautiously stepped forward and said to Sheng Tingchen, "Um... sir, I need to change my dressing now."