Quick Wear: The host is a jerk again and runs away

Chapter 142 The Cowardly Wife Who Died Early 17

When Xueyi drove back to Ji's house, two men were sitting on the sofa waiting for her. The atmosphere in the gloomy castle was heavy.

When they heard her unlock the door, they both looked towards the door.

Xue Yi was wearing different clothes from the one she wore in the morning, and the moment Ji Sheng saw her, his face turned cold.

He dropped the cup in his hand, strode over and pushed the man against the door.

"Where are your clothes? Why did you change them?!"

"Where did you and him go, huh?"

His tone of voice was cold and questioning with some harshness, and the strength in his hands increased, and Xue Yi's wrist turned red from his strength.

She frowned, "It hurts."

Hearing her voice, Ji Sheng suddenly loosened his hand, looked at the glaring red mark on the woman's white wrist, and clenched his fist.

Jisheng tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart. He asked again: "Where is the clothes you wore this morning?"

Xue Yi raised the bag in her hand and opened it to reveal the familiar red sweater and jeans inside. Ji Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Xueyi pushed him away and threw the bag onto the cabinet. "It was raining and I didn't bring an umbrella. I got soaked so I bought some clothes on the street."

She walked straight to the sofa and sat opposite Ji Zhili.

Ji Zhili was obviously much calmer. He smiled gently, "Jiaojiao, come here."

Xueyi did not move. She took out a document from her bag and placed it in front of Ji Zhili, her expression calm.

"Boss Ji, I agree to the divorce you mentioned earlier. Here is the divorce agreement, please sign it."

Ji Zhili tightened his grip on the coffee cup, lowered his legs, and his warm smile instantly disappeared. "Jiaojiao, stop messing around."

He looked at the document on the table, and the four big words stung his eyes.

"Divorce Agreement"

Xue Yi shook her head seriously, "I'm not making a fuss. I really want a divorce."

"I won't sign. We can't get a divorce." Ji Zhili didn't even bother to read the contents. He tore the agreement in half and threw it into the trash can next to him.

Xue Yi closed her eyes tiredly, "Mr. Ji, why bother? You don't love me, and you won't have a child with me. We can just part ways in peace, isn't that good?"

"Let's part ways in peace?" Ji Zhili stood up suddenly, rushed over and pressed Xue Yi on the sofa, his eyes bloodshot.

"It was you who knocked me out and locked me in the basement, and it was you who said you would give birth to my child!"

"When you were injured that time, I drove you to the hospital in a hurry for emergency treatment! I paid for your hospitalization!"

"Not only did I not kill you the first time I got out, but I also took care of you wholeheartedly while you were in the hospital and unconscious! You're telling me we can part ways amicably now? What qualifications do you have to tell me we can part ways amicably?"

Xue Yi pushed him away fiercely, her expression cold, "Enough, I want a divorce!"

"Those money can be regarded as compensation for you cheating me of my youth. If you tear up one agreement, I can still make another one."

"Besides, what are you at a disadvantage? If you want clothes, I'll give you clothes. If you want to watch TV, I'll give you TV. If you want to eat steak, I'll give you steak. What else do you want?!"

Xue Yi sat up, her eyes filled with undisguised disgust, "If you think all this is my fault, then I apologize. I'm sorry. Is that all right? Are you satisfied? Can I leave now?"

She stood up, picked up her bag and was about to leave.

Ji Zhili picked up the man and rushed upstairs like crazy.

"Let me go!" She bit the man's shoulder so hard that it bleeds, but Ji Zhili refuses to let go.

He kicked the door open and then locked it behind him.

With a dark face and red eyes, the man strode and threw the woman onto the bed. He pressed her shoulders and legs tightly, holding her in place and preventing her from moving.

"Yu Jiao, what do you think of me, Ji Zhili? A pet that you can just play with and throw away?" The man's words were like broken ice, and his eyes shot out like sharp knives.

"I tell you, divorce is impossible in this lifetime!" Ji Zhili now had only one idea, to lock her up.

Why can she get a divorce just because she wants to?

Why did she let him live in such humiliation for more than three months and then wanted to just leave?

He was already soft-hearted enough to spare her life. He wanted to live a good life with her in the future, but she wanted a divorce?

She must carry the identity of his wife until her death.

The tombstone will be inscribed with "Tomb of My Beloved Wife Yu Jiao", and the signature will be Ji Zhili!

Only he can rightfully own her and be buried with her. No one else is qualified.

"Get out!" Xue Yi slapped the man, which obviously increased the man's anger.

"Are you in a hurry to escape from me? Who do you like? Ji Sheng? Or that Yu Changan?" He held her wrist tightly, and the burning pain on his face was just like the slap she mercilessly slapped him in the face on the first day she locked him up.

"I don't like anyone. I don't love you now. I want a divorce." Xue Yi's eyes were red, her chest was heaving violently because of anger, and her voice was very shrill.

One would suspect that she would burst into a curse in the next second.

"Jiaojiao, I'll say it again, I don't agree to divorce unless I die!" He would not allow Yu Jiao to leave him, absolutely not.

Xue Yi made up her mind, kicked him away, then pulled out a knife from the drawer and put it against her neck.

"Don't come over here!" Due to her intense emotional fluctuations, the blade had cut through her delicate skin and blood was flowing out.

Ji Zhili's pupils dilated, and he hurriedly comforted her, "Don't, don't hurt yourself."

Xueyi cried, tears streaming down her cheeks, her heart breaking. "I don't want to be with you anymore, please let me go, please let me go!"

"When I loved you, you treated me as a tool. Now that I don't love you anymore, you force me to leave!"

"Why, why can't I ever escape from you!"

As she cried, she became more and more agitated, and the hand holding the knife began to tremble.

Ji Sheng, who was outside, kicked the door open in a hurry, and when he saw the woman's actions, he was almost scared to death.

"Mom!"

He rushed over and snatched the knife from Xue Yi's hand, but she was determined to die and slashed her neck anyway.

Blood was oozing out, blood was rushing up, her consciousness was blurred, and she fainted.

Ji Sheng wailed, "Little Mom!"

Ji Zhili was so angry that he rushed downstairs and drove the car. "Hurry up and take her to the hospital!"

Ji Sheng held the wound on her neck tightly, trying to maintain his balance and prevent her from bleeding more. His cruel face showed even more anxious panic than last time.

I don’t want her to die, I don’t want her to die, nothing can happen to her…

After entering the emergency room, Ji Sheng trembled all over as he looked at his hands covered in bright red blood.

It's her blood, it's her blood.

Didn't he want to see her die a long time ago? But when he hugged her and felt her body temperature slowly getting colder, he found that his heart ached terribly.

Not only the heart, but even the soul is trembling.