No one else dared.
Truly, no one else dared to confront this violent woman.
Taking on six opponents by herself, she had them all lying on the ground without sustaining a single scratch.
The most formidable among them, Bu Fan, was still curled up on the ground, clutching his knees and rolling back and forth.
Who wouldn't be scared?
"Remember, my name is Su Ziyu!"
"Li Qianfan is my husband."
"Anyone who wants to touch him has to walk over my dead body."
"All of you, get lost—"
Su Ziyu, held in Li Qianfan's arms, spoke to Bu Fan and the others in a low, menacing voice.
The blood-faced subordinates scrambled to their feet and helped Bu Fan up.
In the blink of an eye, they fled in disarray.
Li Qianfan, confused, asked, "Wife, why did you just let them go? You didn't even ask who sent them, or why they wanted to abduct me."
"Besides Mo Bin, who else could it be?"
Su Ziyu said indifferently, "Mo Bin is doing this only to force you to treat him. I deliberately didn't ask who sent them because I don't want to fall out with the Mo family. As long as they have any sense, they won't make trouble for you again."
Li Qianfan was filled with astonishment and admiration.
He murmured, "Wife, you're not only beautiful and capable of fighting, but you're also intelligent! What virtue do I, Li Qianfan, possess to be married to such an extraordinary woman?"
Su Ziyu's face lit up with joy—
Then, with a cold expression, she asked, "Where are your ghostly claws wandering?"
Huh?
Li Qianfan blinked in surprise, and Su Ziyu, releasing his neck, leaped out of his embrace.
Instinctively, she reached back and patted her backside.
"He might have been acting unconsciously. After all, it only just dawned on me that I was being held in his arms."
As Su Ziyu thought this, Li Qianfan asked again, "Wife, why did you come here?"
"I—"
Su Ziyu was about to make an excuse, but then she thought, 'What excuse am I looking for? Even if I find one, will he believe it?'
She smiled coldly and slowly drew a belt she had prepared earlier from her waist.
Li Qianfan gasped, "Wife, what are you going to do?"
"What do you think?"
Su Ziyu flicked her right hand, and the belt snapped with a loud crack.
Li Qianfan's face immediately turned pale. "Because of me, you were beaten by Mom twice in a row. You couldn't swallow your anger, so you secretly followed me when I went out to have fun, looking for an opportunity to take revenge."
Su Ziyu swung the belt, "Husband, you're so smart."
"Heh heh, I've always been very smart."
Li Qianfan chuckled and turned to run.
"Stop!"
Su Ziyu shouted sternly, "If you dare to run, I'll break your legs."
Li Qianfan stopped abruptly, trembling all over. "Aren't you afraid I'll tell Mom?"
A flicker of fear flashed in Su Ziyu's eyes, but her face was filled with disdain. "Tattling? What kind of man are you?"
Li Qianfan murmured, "Are you really, really going to hit me?"
"Little husband, don't be afraid."
Su Ziyu raised her hand and gently stroked Li Qianfan's cheek, her voice soft. "Bite your teeth and close your eyes. Twenty lashes will pass quickly. Be good, obey."
Because of Li Qianfan, Su Ziyu had been whipped twice by Ning Xiaolan over the past two nights.
Not only did it hurt her body, but it was also firmly etched in her heart!
She had to make Li Qianfan pay ten times the agonizing price to vent her anger.
Li Qianfan's expression was uncertain—
"Good boy."
Su Ziyu's voice became even gentler, but her left hand slowly gripped the back of Li Qianfan's neck, forcing him to bend over. "Put your hands behind your head and lift your backside."
Li Qianfan frowned.
When it came to fighting, he could play the fool to make Su Ziyu happy.
If she wanted to hit his back with her little fists, Li Qianfan would surely comply.
But she wanted him to put his hands behind his head and bend over with his backside raised, so she could whip him twenty times with the belt. That was too much.
The force on the back of his neck grew stronger.
'Since she insists on playing this way, I'll humor her.'
'Consider it repayment for Ning Xiaolan's kindness to me.'
'After she's done, I'll leave immediately.'
'As if I never came to Qingyun, never knew her.'
Li Qianfan sighed inwardly and, yielding to the strength in Su Ziyu's left hand, bent over.
Su Ziyu had no idea what he was thinking.
She only remembered the "miserable situation" of being whipped by her mother with a belt, and felt incredibly excited at the prospect of "getting revenge."
She raised her right hand high—
Wind!
A gust of southwest wind suddenly swept through the forest, lifting a strand of Su Ziyu's hair and gently brushing her cheek.
Then.
Su Ziyu inexplicably thought, 'My mother-in-law surely wouldn't educate me like my own mother did, by using my dad's belt since I was little, right? If I hit him, will he be very much in pain?'
She couldn't bear it.
Su Ziyu couldn't bring herself to strike.
Li Qianfan waited for a long time and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Su Ziyu lowered the belt in her hand and quickly walked towards the Mini Cooper. "Let's go. Don't tell Mom and Dad about what happened today."
She walked to the car and was about to open the door when she noticed a bit of dust on the large sticker of her and Li Qianfan on the car door.
She instinctively raised her arm and wiped the dust off with her sleeve.
Li Qianfan walked over and asked, "Wife, do you really not want to hit me?"
Hmph!
Su Ziyu snorted inwardly and was about to make an excuse.
But then she turned to look at him and said in a calm tone, "Yes, I don't want to hit you. I suddenly realized that if I really whipped you with the belt, I might regret it for the rest of my life. Are you satisfied with my answer?"
Was Li Qianfan satisfied?
Of course he was!
"Get in the car."
Su Ziyu stepped into the car and sat in the driver's seat.
On the way back to the city, Li Qianfan tilted his head and gazed at Su Ziyu's profile like a simpleton.
At first, Su Ziyu pretended not to care.
But he kept staring—
Su Ziyu frowned. "What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?"
"Wife, you're so beautiful."
Li Qianfan replied with admiration, "No matter how I look, I can't get enough of you."
"Smooth talker."
Su Ziyu said coldly, "I don't want to hit you this time, but that might not be the case next time. You'd better remember to behave yourself when you're with Mom at home."
Li Qianfan nodded.
"Why are you still looking at me?"
"Because you're beautiful."
"Childish—"
Su Ziyu pouted.
A few minutes later.
She suddenly asked, "Am I really beautiful?"
Li Qianfan nodded. "You're beautiful no matter how I look."
"Smooth talker—"
Su Ziyu said, "But I like it. Here's a small reward for you."
Li Qianfan asked, "What reward?"
Su Ziyu pursed her lips tightly and suddenly took Li Qianfan's left hand, placing it on her lap.
As Li Qianfan's hand rested on her lap, she shivered slightly.
But she didn't let go of Li Qianfan's hand, keeping it there.
Neither of them spoke, their gazes fixed straight ahead.
As the wheels rolled, they seemed to be able to hear each other's heartbeats.
Their eyes sparkled—
The sky was nearing dusk!
The sunset clouds were like brocade.
Su Ziyu's work performance that afternoon was surprisingly good.
Especially she could clearly feel her strong desire to finish work early and go home.
This was all because of the presence of a young, inexperienced husband at home.
The landline rang.
Ning Xiaolan called, "Ziyu, is Qianfan with you?"
"No."
Su Ziyu answered truthfully, "He did come to the hospital around noon. After lunch, he slept in my lounge until two o'clock. After waking up, he said he wanted to go for a walk. Why, hasn't he come home yet?"
"No."
Ning Xiaolan said, "I tried calling his phone, but it's switched off."
"Oh, his phone might be out of battery."
Su Ziyu said, "Mom, don't worry. He's a grown man, what could possibly happen to him?"
Ning Xiaolan suddenly said, "One of your dad's belts is missing, and I can't find it anywhere."
Su Ziyu immediately felt guilty—
"Su Ziyu, I'm warning you," Ning Xiaolan said. "If you dare to retaliate against Qianfan because I hit you, then hmph, I won't let you off!"
"How could I dare to retaliate against him?" Su Ziyu replied in a small voice.
After hanging up the phone, Su Ziyu let out a long sigh of relief and picked up her phone to call Li Qianfan.
It was switched off.
The sky.
Grew darker and darker.
At nine-thirty in the evening.
A little blue Mini Cooper slowly drove into the Victoria parking lot.