CHAPTER 211: CHAPTER 213: I REALLY DON’T HIT WOMEN

She was frightened and finally couldn’t help but let out a low cry: "Besides, you don’t even like me!"

Once she started speaking, it didn’t seem so difficult to continue. Su Xingyu raised her pale little face and looked at him angrily: "Lu Shifeng, who would care if my face is ruined? You? Qin Mu?! Xiaoling is different... she has people who love her, if anything happens to her, there would be someone to feel sorry for her...

"What about me? What use do I have for this face?

"Even if you don’t ruin it today, who knows when your temper might flare up again, and I won’t be able to keep it safe...

"Lu Shifeng, you never cared about me... Everything I have, my body, my career, my looks... you take it all if you want, and I can’t protect anything..."

Her voice gradually lowered, like a flower that bloomed with all its might only to wilt slowly, weak and withered, her body slumping powerlessly along the edge of the table.

Lu Shifeng reached out to hold her delicate waist, ignoring her weak struggles, and pulled her into his embrace. He never knew she thought like this. He always thought he had given her a home that could shelter her from the storm, a safe and reliable haven, but to her, it seemed like a terrifying hell, precarious every day.

By his side, she didn’t even have the most basic sense of security.

Lu Shifeng held her, burying his head in her delicately scented hair, feeling her weak body temperature, one hand clenching into a fist at his side.

He hated himself, a man who couldn’t even protect his own woman, what kind of man was he?

He spoke to her in the gentlest voice he could muster in his life: "Xingyu, don’t be afraid, I won’t really hit you."

She didn’t know if she should believe him, cautiously, she made a request: "Then... don’t hit Xiaoling either." Although there were people protecting Xiaoling, he was Lu Shifeng! The Crown Prince of Blade Group, the actual decision-maker and holder of power of such a huge group in recent years, someone on par with Pei Ziheng. She was really afraid he’d make up his mind to hurt Xiaoling.

"How could that be?" Lu Shifeng’s voice was a bit muffle.

After a moment, he straightened up, lifting her face with one hand: "Did you forget I once said I don’t hit women?"

Her light pink lips parted slightly, looking at him blankly. It took a long while before she remembered he did seem to have said something like that? But the way he just forced her was so terrifying, even if the next second, he beat her to bones and ashes, she wouldn’t be surprised, how could she possibly remember he doesn’t hit women?!

Moreover, he really doesn’t hit women?!

Anyways, the things he had done to her were too numerous and terrible, far worse than beating women.

Seeing her remain silent, Lu Shifeng asked, "Don’t you believe me?"

She shivered, quickly shook her head, not believe in him? Was she out of her mind?

Lu Shifeng lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her clear eyes, as if he was kissing a treasure: "Xingyu, since you married me, you’re my woman. I swear I will never hit you in this life, or let me be struck by lightning. I’ll take good care of you, Xingyu, you don’t have to be afraid, this will always be your home."

She didn’t expect him to make such a vow, and was momentarily stunned.

Deep within her heart, the tiny flame that had been suppressed by Zhuang Heng’s involvement silently began to burn again, is... this really her home... forever?

Could she really trust such a grand promise?

Her heart was in turmoil, instinctively changing the subject: "By the way, how did you know it was Xiaoling who hit Zhuang Heng? And who spread the rumor that it was me?"

The man in front of her looked at her gently, patiently answering: "Have Xie Jian look into it and we’ll know who did it. As for the rumors..." Lu Shifeng’s brow furrowed slightly, "This afternoon, Zhuang Heng went to Cining Hospital to treat her face and ran into my hospitalized mother, my mother asked about her injury."

"Zhuang Heng said it?" Su Xingyu asked, knowing that woman harbored ill intentions!

Unexpectedly, Lu Shifeng said, "No. Zhuang Heng thought she would be disfigured at the time, can’t care about anything else. It’s a few accompanying servants of hers who wildly speculated, causing my mother to start unnecessary panic."

Su Xingyu lightly bit her lip, Zhuang Heng’s move was really "clever", inciting trouble without stepping forward herself, causing chaos among others while staying clean and unscathed. Even if Lu Shifeng finds out the truth, he won’t think Zhuang Heng deliberately framed her.

She glanced at Lu Shifeng, softly asked: "Were the accompanying ones from the Zhuang Family? How did Zhuang Heng teach her servants, could she have intentionally framed me?"

Lu Shifeng said, "Xingyu, don’t overthink, she was injured like that, what kind of messy thoughts could she have? I’ve already sent someone to teach her servants a lesson, making sure they think twice before speaking in the future."

"Do you trust Zhuang Heng that much?" Su Xingyu’s heart felt stifled.

"Xingyu, you have a prejudice against her."

"I don’t know about prejudice or not," Su Xingyu said softly, looking at him, "I only know if today’s matter involved Mrs. Gui or Mr. Zhong, they wouldn’t make a careless rumor."

She meant to say, without the master’s covert orders, would the servants dare to recklessly defame others? But Lu Shifeng said, "Our Lu Family’s servants certainly know the rules, but what does this have to do with her? Xingyu, as long as you can manage our family’s servants, that’s enough, as for Zhuang Heng’s housekeeping ability, it’s her future husband’s family’s concern, I’m not interested at all."

Su Xingyu blinked lightly, the faint stifling feeling in her heart unknowingly dissipated.

Well, even if he trusts Zhuang Heng so much, he ultimately considers Zhuang Heng an outsider, so why bother comparing with an outsider?

Seeing her face calm down a little, Lu Shifeng added: "Mother said you don’t deserve to be the Lu Family’s young mistress, you don’t have to mind her. You’re very capable, stronger than both her and Zhuang Heng, keeping the house well-organized."

Su Xingyu was surprised he would say such a thing, momentarily feeling slightly overwhelmed: "Really?"

Lu Shifeng said, "Of course."

Before she married in, the house was orderly but always felt cold and empty, for him, it was no different from hotels around the world. But after she married in, there were flowers in the courtyard, and in the house, aside from cold blacks and whites, there were soft beiges, light greens, blush reds... various little decorations. The monthly accounts no longer needed his review, the gifts for festivals were arranged appropriately, the seasonal items were managed... even Mrs. Gui and Mr. Zhong’s smiles had quietly increased a lot.

Having a lady of the house indeed makes a difference.

Lu Shifeng gently said to her: "You did very well, thank you for your hard work."

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