Looking at Zhou Wenjing's pleasant appearance, Li Siwen laughed: "You didn't misunderstand. I did find Fat Sister in the afternoon, but I didn't give her any money, but I gave her a slap."
"You...you hit the fat lady?" Zhou Wenjing was startled, and then she understood why the fat lady's face changed when Li Siwen rolled up her sleeves.
"If she dares to hit you, of course I will fight back." Li Siwen snorted softly: "If you weren't here today, I would definitely let her know the consequences of bullying you."
Li Siwen's words were not exaggerated at all. In that case, he could totally make Fat Sister lose face and even make her kneel down to apologize to Zhou Wenjing.
But he knew that Zhou Wenjing was a kind-hearted woman and could not bear such great pressure. Moreover, knocking Wu Gang down would be a lesson to the fat sister.
He has to be merciful and merciful, but he doesn't have the capital to be arrogant yet.
"I know you are doing it for me, but our family has no money, so we can't act impulsively, especially a family like Fat Sister. We simply can't afford to offend you. You are in the spotlight today, but... But Fat Sister will definitely take revenge."
Zhou Wenjing was actually very touched. She felt warmth for the first time when she married Li Siwen, but what she said was worry and helplessness.
Li Siwen smiled softly and said word by word: "If you blindly tolerate, you will only get others' extravagance. I couldn't control it before, but from now on you will be my bottom line. No matter what the price, I will
You won’t watch others bully you.”
Zhou Wenjing was stunned. The oil lamp that had not been extinguished flickered on her face under the background of the electric lamp. Tears appeared in her beautiful eyes at some point.
Deep down in her heart, she felt that what Li Siwen did was wrong, but when those words that were like a vow appeared, she felt that it was wrong, so it didn't matter.
"Okay, stop thinking so wildly." Li Siwen wiped Zhou Wenjing's tears with his hand, then walked to the dining table and opened the plastic bag: "Look what I brought back."
Zhou Wenjing smelled the fragrance, wiped her tears and asked, "What? It smells so good."
"This is stir-fried kidney, this is stir-fried pork tenderloin, this is nine-turn large intestine..." Li Siwen opened the plastic bags one by one.
"Where did so many good dishes come from?" Zhou Wenjing swallowed. Li Siwen often went out to drink in the past, but he never brought food to the house.
"We were discussing business today and packed up the leftovers." Li Siwen chuckled.
"Business talk?" Zhou Wenjing looked confused. When can the other party talk business?
"Ah! I can't just sit back and have nothing, so I plan to find something to do. When we make money in the future, we won't eat leftovers." Li Siwen said, picking up a piece of meat and putting it in Zhou Wenjing's mouth.
Zhou Wenjing didn't ask about the business. She thought it was impossible, so she just smiled and chewed the food in her mouth for a while before swallowing it.
"Is it delicious?" Li Siwen asked.
"It's delicious." Zhou Wenjing nodded.
"If it's delicious, eat more. I'll heat up the food for you." Li Siwen stood up and said.
"Don't... don't get too hot. Leave it for Xiaoni to take over tomorrow." Zhou Wenjing stopped her quickly.
"There are so many dishes. How can one child eat them all? Just eat more. I happen to be hungry too." Li Siwen said and walked into the kitchen with the dishes.
Full and warm, Li Siwen was also thinking about lust. Lying on the bed, listening to Wen Jing's breathing around the pillow, his heart felt itchy, and his abdomen seemed to have a fire burning.
After four years of marriage, he has never touched Zhou Wenjing. It's not that he won't let her, it's that he can't do it, and he can't do it.
The reason for this problem is that he was kicked in the lower part by a gangster when he was fifteen years old. He was hospitalized at that time, which also left a psychological shadow.
Later, he married Zhou Wenjing. Li Siwen tried several times but could not succeed. He went to the hospital for a checkup and was diagnosed with psychosexual dysfunction and no physical problems. However, this psychological disorder is often the most difficult to cure.
After thinking deeply for a long time and feeling the heat in his abdomen, Li Siwen suddenly thought of something and said, "I don't have any psychological shadow, so how could it not work? Damn it, I'm still worried about it."
"You...what's wrong with you?" Zhou Wenjing, who was lying on the side, asked curiously.
"I think my aspect seems to be working." Li Siwen said.
"In that aspect?" Zhou Wenjing was stunned for a moment: "In which aspect?"
"That's it." Li Siwen lowered his voice and whispered into his ear.
A few seconds later, Zhou Wenjing's face turned red and she scolded in a low voice: "Rogue."
"I'm sorry." Facing the reprimand, Li Siwen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Although this was his wife, her soul did not belong to this body after all.
Perhaps feeling Li Siwen's disappointed mood, Zhou Wenjing gritted her teeth and said, "If you want, you can try it."
Li Siwen did not pounce on him like a wild beast, but stretched out his arms to hug the other person and whispered: "Now is not the time, I want to own you in my own way."
Li Siwen knew very well that the woman in his arms was different from the women in his previous life. What he wanted to have was not only the body, but also the fusion of souls.
He wants to give Zhou Wenjing a new life, a new meaning, and he also wants the other person to get to know him again. One day, when he brings Zhou Wenjing into the marriage hall "again", it will be the time for the two of them to blossom and bear fruit.
It is precisely because he has never been married in his previous life that he understands the sanctity of marriage.
In the morning, Li Siwen got up at dawn. For the first time since his marriage, he got up earlier than Zhou Wenjing.
I heated up the food, put on a thin vest and towel, and started going out for morning exercises.
The body is the capital of revolution. Without a good physique, no matter how many fighting skills you know in your heart, you will not be able to use them. Therefore, Li Siwen urgently needs to improve his physical fitness.
Facing Wu Gang last night, if he hadn't used tricks, he might not have been able to defeat him. It's not unreasonable to defeat Wu Gang with one force.
What's more, as a wealthy man with a net worth of tens of billions, he knows that the world is far from as peaceful as he imagined. It will still be the same thirty years later, let alone now.
The air at the end of October was a bit cold, and pedestrians walking on the street were all wearing thick long sleeves. When they saw Li Siwen jogging in the morning, they would look at her strangely.
After all, in this work-oriented era, few people are as leisurely as he is.
After running for more than ten kilometers, Li Siwen was sweating profusely, but looking at the abundant ham processing factory in front of him, he didn't feel tired at all.
The factory belongs to Yang Baoguo and is located near Caozhou. The location is pretty good. At this time, the factory door is open, and sometimes people push bicycles in. At the factory door, there are three men in their thirties smoking and chatting.
"Yang Baoguo hasn't been seen for half a month, right?"
"Yes, if you don't show up, we will drink the northwest wind."
"If that doesn't work, go to his house and block him."
The three of them spoke indignantly, and Li Siwen slowly came closer, but a man with an eye for evil soon discovered him.