My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife-Chapter 708: Quite Impressive

"Ah?"

Qin Wei’er was stunned.

She thought she could find an excuse to go upstairs and get a spirit barrier or go out to buy one to delay time, but she didn’t expect this guy in front of her to be carrying it with him.

"Beauty, couch, bed, you pick the place!"

Li Sihao took off his suit to reveal a vest and a shirt underneath, his broad shoulders and a slim waist made for an excellent figure.

"I... I have a stomachache, I need to use the bathroom!"

Qin Wei’er, in desperate wit, found another excuse, "You wouldn’t want to ruin the mood when we’re having a good time if I had to rush to the bathroom halfway, right?"

"Beautiful lady, do you really think I’m a fool?"

Li Sihao’s handsome face turned gloomy as he reached out and pinched Qin Wei’er’s chin, "Don’t test my patience."

"Really... I really have a severe stomachache!"

Qin Wei’er said nervously.

"Slap... I wanted to be gentle, but you don’t seem to appreciate it!"

Li Sihao raised his hand and slapped Qin Wei’er’s fair face.

"Ah..."

Qin Wei’er cried out in pain, tears nearly spilling, and her delicate face showed the imprint of five fingers.

"Hmph, get down, I like it from behind!"

Li Sihao pushed Qin Wei’er, causing her to fall onto the couch, grabbed her hair, and started to rip off his own clothes.

"Don’t, let me go..."

Qin Wei’er tried to struggle, but Li Sihao, who worked out regularly and had trained in taekwondo, was definitely much stronger.

"Help!"

Seeing she couldn’t break free, Qin Wei’er could only shout for help, hoping someone in the neighboring villa would hear her and call the police.

"Be quiet!"

Li Sihao, growing impatient, rolled his tie into a ball and stuffed it into Qin Wei’er’s mouth.

"Mmmph..."

Qin Wei’er, pale-faced, could only make muffled noises.

"Squeak..."

Just then, Qin Yu parked his BMW in front of the villa. As soon as he got out, he faintly heard his sister’s voice.

His heart skipped a beat, he quickly entered the code on the gate and pushed open the villa’s door, "Wei’er?"

"Boom!"

But in the yard, Cui Zhiyong, seeing Qin Yu return, leapt up in a swift move and threw a powerful punch towards Qin Yu.

"Mmmph..."

Inside the living room, Qin Wei’er heard Qin Yu’s voice and struggled even more fiercely.

"Hmph!"

Qin Yu’s eyes narrowed, a glint of cold light flashing through them. As Cui Zhiyong’s fist neared, he sidestepped and landed a heavy punch right into his flank.

Thump...

"Ouch!"

Cui Zhiyong staggered and fell to the ground.

Even though Qin Yu’s meridians were sealed and his level had dropped to Huajin, his rich combat experience and fighting strength were not something Cui Zhiyong could match.

"Head Li, Qin Yu is back, and he’s quite strong!"

Cui Zhiyong, holding his waist, shouted in Korean as he saw Qin Yu stride toward the living room.

"Bang..."

Qin Yu, with a murderous aura, kicked open the living room door.

He saw his sister being pinned on the couch by Li Sihao, almost succeeding in his vile act.

Instantly bursting with a towering killing intent, as tangible as it was intense, he reached for Li Sihao’s throat.

"Cui Zhiyong!"

Li Sihao, seeing Qin Yu looking like a wrathful deity, was also terrified and quickly called his bodyguard for help.

"Kid, you’re asking for it!"

Cui Zhiyong lunged at Qin Yu from behind again.

"You’re the ones looking for death!"

Qin Yu turned around, his hands firmly grasping Cui Zhiyong’s shoulders, and his knee brutally slammed into his stomach.

"Ah...."

Cui Zhiyong screamed in agony, his body arching as he rapidly retreated like a shrimp.

"What are you doing? Do you know who I am?"

Li Sihao hastily adjusted his clothes, took a few steps back, and kept his distance from Qin Yu.

"I don’t care who you are, if you dare hurt my sister, you can go to hell!"

Qin Yu threw a punch at Li Sihao with a whoosh.

"Bang...."

Li Sihao tried to raise his arm to block, but Qin Yu’s punch felt like a pile driver and was unbeatable. His entire body flew out before crashing heavily to the ground.

"Sigh...."

Qin Yu, relieved that he had returned just in time, took off his jacket and draped it over his sister, his face full of distress, "Wei’er, I’m sorry, shopping took me a little longer!"

"I’m fine, brother, as long as you’re back!"

Qin Wei’er shook her head, Her delicate face was especially conspicuous with the glaring red handprint.

"You sit for a while, I’ll get you some justice!"

After saying that, Qin Yu walked towards Li Sihao with a cold expression on his face.

"What... what are you going to do? My grandfather is an important member of the Heixing Group. If you dare to touch me, the Heixing Group won’t let you off!"

Li Sihao said nervously as he retreated.

"I don’t care about your group, this is Hua Country!"

"Slap, slap, slap...."

Qin Yu grabbed Li Sihao by the neck, lifted him up, and slapped him left and right more than ten times in a row.

In just a few seconds, Li Sihao’s handsome face had swollen like a pig’s head.

It was his bad luck to have crossed Qin Yu today, who already had a belly full of anger, compounded by the harm done to his beloved sister, and naturally let it all out on Li Sihao.

"I...."

Li Sihao’s head buzzed, stars swirling in front of his eyes. He swore he had never suffered such a vicious beating in his life; from the moment he was born, he was part of a conglomerate and lived a life of splendor without even a scratch.

Yet today, this man from Hua Country had smashed his face, fueling a hatred so deep he wished he could retaliate with a hundred methods to make this man’s life worse than death in his stronghold, the land of the sticks.

"It seems you’re thinking about how to retaliate against me afterward!"

Seeing the malicious glint in Li Sihao’s eyes behind his glasses, Qin Yu guessed his inner thoughts.

But he was not afraid; these tycoons might reign in the land of sticks, but their reach did not extend to Hua Country.

"No... not at all!"

Even though Li Sihao hated Qin Yu deeply, he knew better than to swallow his pride.

"Yes, you do!"

Qin Yu said coldly and released his grip, causing Li Sihao to plummet to the ground with a thud, nearly shattering his buttocks.

Immediately after, Qin Yu lifted his foot and stepped onto Li Sihao’s calf.

Crack...

"Agh....."

Li Sihao’s mouth gaped in a scream of pain, his eyes wide with disbelief. Was this man insane? Did he not realize who he was, to dare break his leg?

"Section Chief Li!"

Cui Zhiyong was also terrified; Li Sihao was a prince-like figure in the land of sticks, a stature akin to a lord, who was now incapacitated by this barbaric man from Hua Country. If word got back to the Heixing Group, there would be an uproar, and he would suffer the fallout.

"What’s the rush, there’s still one leg left!"

Qin Yu disregarded Li Sihao’s screams and stepped down again.

Crack...

"Ah...."

Li Sihao’s other leg broke as well.

"Qin Yu...."

At that moment, Han Bing’s voice came from the doorway.

As he walked in and glanced at the hall, he spoke with a furrowed brow, "That’s enough; killing him will get you into serious trouble!"