Chapter 70: What Is Your Relationship With Him?

"Wen Lvzhong." Qin Xingwan could not control her emotions, and her voice choked as she spoke.

Wen Lvzhong nodded lightly and said politely, "Miss Qin."

Qin Xingwan's breath hitched, her eyes brimming with moisture, "You call me Miss Qin?"

She shook her head in disbelief, "How can you call me Miss Qin?"

Wen Lvzhong glanced at the time; he really had urgent business.

"I will ask you out when I have time."

The elevator arrived just then, and he stepped inside immediately.

Qin Xingwan instinctively wanted to chase after him, but her shoulder was gripped tightly by someone.

Chu Li restrained his emotions, the veins on his forehead bulging as he turned Qin Xingwan around to face him.

He said in a deep voice, "Xingwan... let's go back."

In truth, he wanted to ask what kind of relationship she had with Wen Lvzhong, but he was afraid to hear the answer.

He could not accept it.

Qin Xingwan was immersed in her own emotions, blankly allowing Chu Li to lead her back to the private room.

Her mind was entirely filled with Wen Lvzhong.

He had disappeared for three years and finally appeared.

Chu Li's expression was grim, but because the lighting was dim, few people noticed.

Someone joked, "A Li is truly in love with his wife; he has to go find her even for such a short trip to the restroom."

Chu Li's voice was slightly cold: "Let's drink."

"Drink, drink."

The atmosphere became lively again.

Qin Xingwan held her phone, tapping on Wen Lvzhong's contact information, wanting to send him a message several times, but in the end, she held back.

Chu Li saw it all, his hand holding the wine glass trembling.

She did not avoid showing her feelings for another man in front of him at all.

Bitterness welled up in his heart, and Chu Li downed the wine in one gulp.

Although the doctor had told him not to drink, he refused to follow the medical advice at this moment, drinking cup after cup as if self-mutilating.

He just wanted to see when she would finally notice him, when she would finally care about him.

He accepted all comers.

Discerning people could see that something was wrong with him.

Cheng Mingzhu felt unbearable heartache and wanted to speak up several times, but Chu Li's gaze was always on Qin Xingwan, so she could only hold it in.

In the end, she could bear it no longer.

She said to Qin Xingwan with dissatisfaction: "Qin Xingwan, don't you see that A Li has drunk a lot of wine? Don't you know to persuade him?"

Qin Xingwan turned her head to look at Cheng Mingzhu, her slightly red eyes filled with indifference: "He wants to drink, what does that have to do with me?"

The private room fell silent.

Chu Li gripped his wine glass expressionlessly.

Cheng Mingzhu was furious; she stood up and said bitterly: "Since you don't care about him, why do you occupy the position of Mrs. Chu?"

That was a position she dreamed of.

Yet Qin Xingwan insisted on squandering it.

Qin Xingwan sneered: "If you have the ability, tell him to divorce me and marry you; don't just yell at me here."

"Qin Xingwan." Chu Li's tone was heavy, his anger stirred.

He looked at her deeply.

Those eyes, which were usually as calm as an ancient well, were now surging with intense anger for the sake of another man.

He pulled her up, but because he had drunk too much, he felt dizzy and stumbled, nearly falling.

"A Li." Cheng Mingzhu cried out in alarm.

Qin Yunshu took the initiative to step forward and support him, "Brother, you've had too much to drink."

She supported Chu Li's arm, looking at Qin Xingwan with a hint of condemnation: "Regardless of what your relationship is like, you aren't divorced yet. Sister, you shouldn't treat him like this."

Before she could finish, Chu Li pushed her away, his dark eyes filled with red bloodshot veins, looking only at Qin Xingwan.

"Come here."

Cheng Mingzhu could not take it anymore, her beautiful face covered in tears: "A Li, she doesn't like you at all, why are you doing this..."

She could not continue, leaving only the sound of her crying.

Chu Li pushed away everyone who came to support him, stubbornly wanting only Qin Xingwan.

The atmosphere remained at a stalemate.

Finally, Chu Li spoke again: "Xingwan, come here."

There was already a warning in his tone.

Qin Xingwan lowered her eyes and ultimately compromised.

She walked over and held his arm.

Chu Li pulled her with force, and his empty heart found a place to rest.

He draped his arm over her shoulder, pulled her into his embrace, and left, leaning on her.

The parking lot.

It was quiet and empty.

Qin Xingwan was pressed against the car door by Chu Li, and his violent, gasping kisses fell upon her lips.

He was acting ruthlessly, truly wanting to tear her apart and devour her whole.

"Xingwan, you like him, don't you?" Chu Li asked hoarsely.

Qin Xingwan's lips and tongue ached intensely, and as she met his gloomy eyes, she remained cold and detached.

"It's none of your business."

She did not want to mention anything about Wen Lvzhong to him.

Chu Li went mad, consumed by unbearable pain, "Wen Lvzhong went abroad three years ago; is that why you agreed to marry me?"

He dared not explore the truth, yet he could not help but want to pry into it.

In the end, anger turned the alcohol into the most primal impulse; he could not help but want all of her.

Qin Xingwan dug her fingernails fiercely into her palms; Chu Li was truly insane to actually do this here...

"Chu Li, don't make me hate you."

She bit down hard on Chu Li's shoulder, her teeth sinking in as tears fell.

Startled by the pain in his shoulder, Chu Li stopped all movement and lay panting on top of her.

One breath after another.

Finally, he opened the car door and pushed his wife inside.

The car drove away.

Not far behind the car, Cheng Mingzhu gritted her teeth; so Qin Xingwan was this dissolute and shameless.

No wonder A Li couldn't get enough of her.

In the end, Chu Li could not continue; once he got into the car, he fell into a semi-conscious state.

Qin Xingwan wanted to harden her heart and ignore him, but she felt exceptionally conflicted inside.

In the end, she still instructed the driver to go to the Yiyuan.

It was because Qin Nainai was still at the Yiyuan... she found such reasons for herself.

The doctor asked about Chu Li's condition.

Qin Xingwan said indifferently, "I heard he has injuries on his back and drank quite a lot of alcohol."

As she spoke, she took off Chu Li's shirt, revealing the injuries on his back.

She froze, her fingers clutching the shirt tightening involuntarily; she knew he had injuries on his back, but she did not know they were this severe.

Strips of bruised, swollen blood welled up, looking exceptionally horrifying.

The doctor called for help and pushed Chu Li into the treatment room.

Qin Xingwan did not follow; she went to see Qin Nainai.

Because Qin Nainai was worried about Qin Xingwan, she had not been eating or sleeping well and had lost a lot of weight.

Seeing Qin Xingwan at this moment, she sat up from the bed in excitement, "Wanwan."

Tears slid down.

Qin Xingwan threw herself into her arms, her own eyes also brimming with moisture.

Qin Nainai hurriedly asked about her situation, and Qin Xingwan brought up Chu Li's injuries.

Qin Nainai sighed heavily, "He knelt before me to beg for forgiveness, saying he didn't want to divorce, and was beaten by his grandfather with a dragon-headed cane."

"At the time, I saw his back was bleeding; the injuries were quite severe."

A strange emotion flickered in Qin Xingwan's eyes, but her words were stiff: "That was his own doing."

If he had gone to get the divorce certificate, none of this would have happened.

It was he who insisted on forcing it.

Qin Nainai stroked her granddaughter's hair affectionately, "If he has truly changed, what will you do?"

Grandma Qin was someone who had been through it all; she could see that Chu Li truly liked Wanwan.

She did not ask this to plead on Chu Li's behalf, but simply wanted to see her granddaughter's intentions; if possible, she naturally hoped her granddaughter would have a smooth life.

She respected Wanwan's wishes.

Qin Xingwan did not answer this question, but instead gripped her grandmother's hand tightly and said in a low voice, "Nainai, I ran into Wen Lvzhong."