Mr. Li, please stop abusing me. My wife is getting engaged.

Chapter 161 Evening

Li Zeyi continued to stare at her tenderly. Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, he asked her hesitantly, "Zi Zi, what are you doing?"

Su Jinyan casually threw the needle in her hand on the table, picked up a wet wipe from the table and wiped her lips, rubbing it vigorously on her cheeks, ears, neck, and shoulders, all of which were places that Li Zeyi had kissed.

Her rough movements showed the contempt and disgust in her heart, and Li Zeyi's expression turned gloomy in an instant.

Li Zeyi looked at her with bloodshot eyes, and asked hesitantly with a trembling voice: "Zi Zi, you lied to me?"

Su Jinyan wiped her hands and threw the used tissue at him in disgust: "Li Zeyi, you are so dirty."

Li Zeyi struggled violently, anger bursting from his eyes. The tight belt dug into his flesh as he struggled, leaving a deep red mark on his wrist.

"Don't move." Su Jinyan took a fruit knife from the table, stood beside the bed, and put the cold blade against Li Zeyi's hot face.

The heat in his body could not be relieved at all, and Li Zeyi groaned in unbearable pain.

Su Jinyan's cold eyebrows swept across his handsome face, and the tip of the knife meandered down from his cheek to his chin, stopping at the protruding Adam's apple.

Su Jinyan watched his reaction with a smile on her face, without the slightest fear, and with a strong and lingering emotion in her eyes.

"Do you think I don't dare?" Su Jinyan smiled faintly as she looked at his fearless eyes.

"You try it?" Li Zeyi raised his chin, and his Adam's apple was even closer to her blade, full of provocation.

Su Jinyan picked up the knife and slashed his cheek without hesitation. The sharp blade cut his face.

There was a wet feeling on my face, and sticky blood beads emerged from the wound, bringing a burning pain.

Li Zeyi licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue and uttered a frivolous laugh, but his tone was calm: "Su Jinyan, who gave you the courage?"

Su Jinyan looked at him quietly with sharp eyes, a warm smile on her face: "Li Zeyi, you shouldn't kiss me."

A faint smile escaped from Li Zeyi's throat: "If this is the price of kissing you, I can afford it..."

"The price of kissing me? That's it, isn't it too cheap for you?" Su Jinyan scolded angrily.

"Not enough? Just take it." Li Zeyi looked at her dissatisfied expression and said indifferently.

There was anger in Su Jinyan's eyes as she moved the tip of the knife down his throat. The sharp blade scraped against his honey-colored skin, causing a slight pain.

Li Zeyi looked at the moving blade, feeling as if he was teased and stimulated in some way, and felt the burning heat in his body surging downwards.

"Zi Zi, stop playing with me, give it to me..." Because of the drug, her body was extremely sensitive and excited at this moment, and her consciousness was no longer under control.

Su Jinyan was furious and put the knife straight on his chest: "You have so many women, you shouldn't mess with me."

"No, not one..." Sweat was oozing from Li Zeyi's head. He seemed to be in great pain and his voice began to tremble.

"I can't stand your sweet talk and flattery." Su Jinyan's voice was full of indifference.

She stared at him expressionlessly, and the tip of the knife slashed across his chest without hesitation, and bright red blood oozed out from his chest.

"Let's settle today's matter. Remember, don't bully me next time, or the wound won't be so light."

Su Jinyan dropped the knife and walked away from him.

"It's even?" Li Zeyi's Adam's apple rolled, revealing a dangerous tone, and he sneered at her: "Don't even think about it."

Su Jinyan took the steel needle from the table and didn't bother to pay attention to his confusion. It was obvious that she was at a disadvantage, but he was still competing with her.

Su Jinyan walked towards him with a smile: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Let me help you?"

"What?" Li Zeyi's dark eyes sparkled, and he was delighted again: "Zi Zi is really willing?"

Su Jinyan looked at the emotion in his eyes, which was clearly earnest expectation, and knew that he had misunderstood.

Su Jinyan frowned and patted Li Zeyi on the face wantonly: "What are you thinking about? Stop dreaming."

Su Jinyan took out the needle in her hand and placed it in front of him: "Where should I pierce it?"

Li Zeyi looked at the long needle in her hand, not sure what she was going to do, and laughed at her casually: "Su Jinyan, you don't want to stab me to death with a needle, do you?"

Su Jinyan looked at him lazily and said jokingly, "Li Zeyi, do you think I should let you show off your prowess? Or should I let you stop doing it from now on?"

"What do you want to do?" Li Zeyi's tone became serious. The drugs were still circulating in his body, and he tried hard to regain some rationality.

"A doctor has a kind heart. What can I do? Give you an acupuncture?" As she said that, Su Jinyan made a gesture to give him the acupuncture.

Li Zeyi twisted his body to prevent her from succeeding.

"Li Zeyi, you are afraid of me." Su Jinyan was in a good mood.

"Su Jinyan, are you looking for death?" Li Zeyi's mouth was dry and his body was hot and uncomfortable.

Su Jinyan looked at him with a smile: "I don't know whether I will die or not, but if no one saves you, you will die."

"Who gave you the drug?" Su Jinyan asked indifferently. Li Zeyi glared at her with sharp eyes.

Su Jinyan was not afraid either. Seeing that he did not reply, she guessed on her own: "Mu Wanqing?"

Li Zeyi still had nothing to say, just looked at her coldly.

Su Jinyan continued to guess: "Wang Mingzhu?"

Su Jinyan glanced at him and saw that his face looked cold, even gloomier than the weather outside.

Su Jinyan was too lazy to wait for his answer and directly reached into his pocket.

"Su Jinyan, what are you doing?"

He was now like explosives that could be ignited at any time. He had managed to hold on to see her from the banquet and had been suffering until now. How could he withstand the slightest touch from her?

Su Jinyan took out the cell phone from his pocket and searched for the number.

"Su Jinyan, what are you looking for?" Li Zeyi was puzzled.

"Strange, why are they not there?" Su Jinyan was slightly surprised. There were only a few numbers in the address book, and Mu Wanqing and Wang Mingzhu were not there at all.

Su Jinyan threw the phone back to him and replied calmly: "Find someone to save you."

"Who are you looking for?" Li Zeyi asked subconsciously.

Su Jinyan took out her cell phone: "Mu Wanqing, Li Zeyi is in the Presidential Suite 8 of the Empire Hotel, come quickly, he... is sick..."

Anger quickly built up between Li Zeyi's brows.

Su Jinyan continued to make the call: "Wang Mingzhu, would you like to have a generous gift? It's in the Presidential Suite 8 of the Empire Hotel..."

Li Zeyi's eyes were filled with coldness: "Su Jinyan, you are looking for death, let me go..."

Su Jinyan looked at the obvious beads of sweat dripping down his face, and he was obviously still under the control of the drug: "If I untie you now, wouldn't I be asking for trouble? Wait for her to come and make your own choice."

"If you want both of them, you have to ask them if they agree." Su Jinyan wanted to tease them and swept her cold eyes over him, with contempt and mockery.

"Su Jinyan, you are so cruel." Li Zeyi bit his lower lip tightly until he tasted the faint smell of blood.

Su Jinyan took out her suitcase and hurriedly stuffed her few clothes into it.

The pajamas on her body were wet and stuck to her body because of Li Zeyi, which made her very uncomfortable, but she had no time to change them at the moment.

She had to leave before the two of them arrived, so as not to see the disgusting scene and offend her eyes.

Li Zeyi looked at her slender figure outlined by her wet pajamas, busying around in front of him, packing clothes into the suitcase, and gnashed his teeth and said, "Want to run away again?"