PFC Chapter 312 High-Ranking Business Tycoon (Gong) VS Beautiful, Clueless, and Clear-Headed (Shou) [88]
Chapter 312 High-Ranking Business Tycoon (Gong) VS Beautiful, Clueless, and Clear-Headed (Shou) [88]
Shen Jingtan held Jiang Xiyu in her arms, subtly blocking Shen Xiushu's view, and then ordered, "Make him kneel."
The tone was low and calm, yet carried an undeniable force.
There are only a few people in the villa, who should kneel down?
After exchanging bewildered glances, the bodyguards quickly stepped forward and forced Shen Xiushu to kneel down.
The pain from the aggravated wound caused Shen Xiushu to break out in a cold sweat. Before he could even speak, he heard the man coldly utter a single word: "Hit."
The secretary hesitated for a moment, holding the branch, and after confirming that she hadn't misheard, she stepped forward and started whipping it.
Shen Xiushu gritted his teeth, and instantly felt as if he tasted blood on his lips. He still refused to utter a sound of pain, but raised his head and looked at Shen Jingtan defiantly.
Shen Jingtan ignored it; he didn't call for a stop, and neither did his secretary.
In an instant, the villa fell silent except for the dull thud of the whip striking the body and Shen Xiushu's suppressed groans.
Shen Jingtan raised her hand and covered Jiang Xiyu's ear, saying indifferently, "I didn't discipline you well, that's my fault."
"Today, I will personally correct this mistake."
When Shen Jingtan said she was correcting mistakes, she meant she was absolutely ruthless.
The branches lashed at him relentlessly, and soon Shen Xiushu's back was a bloody mess, with a faint smell of blood even lingering in the air.
The head that had been raised defiantly gradually lowered in pain.
If it weren't for the bodyguards supporting and escorting Shen Xiushu, he would probably have collapsed to the ground by now.
Jiang Xiyu listened to the sounds of whipping and slowly raised her eyes to look at Shen Jingtan.
Shen Jingtan's gaze was still fixed on Shen Xiushu, whose jaw was clenched. Jiang Xiyu wondered if it was the angle, but he seemed cold and aloof.
Suddenly, Shen Jingtan lowered her gaze.
Jiang Xiyu stared blankly into his deep eyes through her tear-filled gaze.
Shen Jingtan frowned almost imperceptibly, then covered Jiang Xiyu's eyes with her hand and sighed softly, "Be good, don't look."
Jiang Xiyu gently grabbed his arm and said, "Don't...don't be angry."
Shen Jingtan's expression remained unchanged, and she did not speak.
Jiang Xiyu sobbed and added, "I... I didn't let him touch me."
"That's not the reason," Shen Jingtan said softly, then gently lifted Jiang Xiyu's head and pulled him into her arms.
"Don't be angry..."
The eyelashes on the palm fluttered like feathers, revealing their owner's unease.
Shen Jingtan couldn't ignore it, so he leaned close to Jiang Xiyu's ear and whispered to him, "I'm not angry."
Even though Jiang Xiyu couldn't see it, he could clearly feel that if the fight continued, he felt that Shen Xiushu would be beaten to death.
Although Jiang Xiyu was disgusted and resentful of Shen Xiushu's behavior, he did not want to completely ruin the relationship between uncle and nephew, nor did he want to anger Shen Jingtan so much.
Shen Jingtan was afraid he would see, so she kept covering his eyes with her hand.
Jiang Xiyu removed his hand without much effort.
Shen Jingtan lowered her head and stared at him intently, the anger in her eyes completely gone.
He looked just like an elder teaching children.
It is serious, and it brooks no resistance.
Jiang Xiyu slowly reached out and touched his tense jaw. Shen Jingtan's hand then covered the back of his hand, and she asked, "Does your neck hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"
"No……"
Shen Jingtan hesitated for a moment, then gently placed her hand on Jiang Xiyu's chest and said, "I'm asking if you feel any discomfort here."
Jiang Xiyu isn't actually a person who likes to cry, but Shen Jingtan always does it. As soon as she opens her mouth, Jiang Xiyu has nowhere to hide his grievances. It seems that as long as this person is around, Jiang Xiyu can always release his most genuine emotions.
Shen Jingtan, with her stable temperament, seemed to accept Jiang Xiyu's shortcomings completely.
Jiang Xiyu sniffed, her voice softening, and said, "No, that's all."
Shen Jingtan stared at him, as if she had no faith.
Jiang Xiyu was afraid that he wouldn't believe her, so she sincerely said that she didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and even if she did, Shen Jingtan had already erased it.
Shen Jingtan looked at him for a long time before nodding as if she believed him.
Jiang Xiyu hesitated for a moment, listening to the sounds of whipping, and said with a trembling voice, "Don't... don't hit me anymore."
Shen Jingtan asked, "Why?"
He asked Jiang Xiyu these three words for the first time.
Jiang Xiyu was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak when she heard Shen Jingtan say calmly, "He treated you like that, why didn't you hit him?"
"But if the fighting continues, he..."
What should we do if something goes wrong?
Shen Jingtan didn't seem to care much about the consequences. He lowered his brows slightly and asked expressionlessly, "Are you worried, Xi Yu?"
He didn't directly ask Jiang Xiyu who she was worried about.
However, the gaze that fell on Jiang Xiyu's face was silently asking him what he was worried about and who he was worried about.
Shen Jingtan didn't want to miss a single change in Jiang Xiyu's expression.
Jiang Xiyu made no attempt to hide his feelings, and he frankly said to Shen Jingtan, "I am worried about you, Mr. Shen."
They were worried that Shen Xiushu would hold a grudge, and they were also worried that if this matter escalated, it would have other consequences.
Shen Jingtan's expression shifted for a moment.
As if suddenly realizing what she had asked, she closed her eyes with a hint of helplessness.
Perhaps because he hadn't experienced such emotional fluctuations in a long time, when he asked Jiang Xiyu, he was just as indifferent as ever, without having had time to restrain himself.
He affectionately touched Jiang Xiyu's face, then suppressed his emotions, glanced at Shen Xiushu who seemed to have lost all his strength after being beaten, and said lightly, "That's enough."
The secretary quickly withdrew her hand and looked at Shen Jingtan.
Shen Jingtan coldly said, "Take him to the hospital and keep a close eye on him."
Shen Xiushu was too weak to speak, but when he heard these words, he still forced himself to lift his head.
The moment he looked up, Jiang Xiyu flinched.
Blood and sweat mingled on his forehead. Through his dazed vision, Shen Xiushu couldn't tell where the pain was the most intense, or if his whole body was numb with pain.
It was Jiang Xiyu's cold gaze when she was taken away that Shen Xiushu remembered to this day. He spent the whole night wondering if Jiang Xiyu had ever liked him. In the end, he came to believe that he had been completely fooled by Jiang Xiyu.
But the young man's plea for mercy made Shen Xiushu waver slightly amidst his pain, even though he said he was worried about Shen Jingtan.
Shen Xiushu still wanted to ask, so when the bodyguard was leading him away, he didn't know where he got the strength, but he shook off the guard and broke free.
The bodyguards, mindful of his status, didn't dare to use too much force.
With this effort, Shen Xiushu's knees hit the ground again.
Ignoring the pain in his back, he stared at Jiang Xiyu and asked with difficulty, "Jiang Xiyu, tell me, were you faking it before? Did you ever really like me?"