The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 337 - 336 Driving at Midnight

Chapter 337: Chapter 336 Driving at Midnight

Everything was coming naturally, just as water follows its course...

Until a heart-wrenching pain shattered Qu Tong’s illusions in an instant.

"Ah!... Fuck..."

Si Yuting stopped, panicked, "Ali, what’s wrong?"

Qu Tong kicked out her legs and turned on her side, curling up on the bed like a shrimp, her voice trembling: "It hurts so much!"

Nobody had told her that sleeping with a man would be this painful.

It had been a long time since she had experienced pain to this extent.

It fucking hurt so much that she wanted to curse.

Sweat formed on Si Yuting’s forehead; he couldn’t even care about his own discomfort, his face showing deep guilt and remorse as he half-knelt beside Qu Tong: "Ali, let me check on you!"

"Don’t!" Qu Tong refused, tightening her legs even more.

"Let me see how bad it is, if it’s serious, I’ll take you to the doctor," Si Yuting coaxed gently.

Qu Tong glared fiercely at Si Yuting, her voice fierce and menacing: "No!"

Her feeble voice didn’t carry any threat to Si Yuting, only leaving him feeling heartsore.

Qu Tong sobbed and sobbed, her pillow quickly dampening.

Qu Tong covered her eyes with both hands; she must be crying ugly now, but it really hurt.

She was really afraid of pain.

Whimpering...

Si Yuting was incredibly heartbroken, wishing he could feel the pain for her.

But since Qu Tong wouldn’t let him check, he was helpless.

Years of habit quickly forced him to calm down, and he took out the fastest acting painkiller from the Space Button and administered it to Qu Tong.

He opened the Light Brain and started searching, only letting his heart settle after seeing the unanimous "First time is normal, no big problem" online.

He then searched for a few certified doctors’ recommended medicines and planned to ask Butler Chi to buy them, but after thinking it over, he changed his mind and asked Gu Xiu for help instead.

After taking the medicine, and as the intense pain she’d just experienced began to subside, Qu Tong gradually relaxed her body.

Si Yuting lay beside Qu Tong, gently pulling her into his arms.

Her smooth and attractive body was in his arms, but at that moment, he dared not entertain any thoughts.

Qu Tong wrapped her arms around Si Yuting’s waist, venting her emotions: "Whimpering~ it hurts so much!"

Si Yuting soothed her softly, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s my fault!"

"I don’t want it anymore," Qu Tong said tearfully.

"Alright, no more," Si Yuting agreed.

"Whimper! Your Highness, it seems like we’re not compatible?"

Qu Tong lifted her head from Si Yuting’s chest, her eyes watery and particularly pitiful.

"No, don’t think nonsense," Si Yuting’s face darkened slightly.

"Ugh! So, you don’t know how either?"

Si Yuting’s hand, patting Qu Tong’s back, paused, a flicker of embarrassment crossing his face.

Though he had taken basic adult health courses online, it seemed that those were not detailed enough.

Seeing that Si Yuting remained silent, Qu Tong understood.

In her mind, a myriad of curses stormed through—Why didn’t he say so earlier!

She should get familiar with driving before hitting the highway.

Such damned male pride!

Driving in the middle of the night and crashing midway...

What a terrible ordeal.

Receiving the young girl’s resentful gaze, a man who’d been tough for over thirty years admitted his mistake for the first time.

"Knock, knock!" The knocking sound arose, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

Si Yuting stood up, put on his clothes, and retrieved the medicine.

Qu Tong’s mind had cleared, and she cooperated well with the application of the medicine.

Then, covered with a thin blanket, Si Yuting carried her to the guest bedroom.

As for the skirt, it had been torn by Si Yuting in their moment of passion and recklessly thrown on the floor, looking like a wilted jasmine flower.

Only when Si Yuting returned to change the bedsheets did he notice the bloodstains on the bed, unsure if they were from a wound or...

A fire still burned within Si Yuting’s body, making it very difficult to suppress his spiritual power.

When Si Yuting came out after a cold shower, the young girl was already asleep, hugging another pillow.

Her lips were as delicate as flowers, and her long eyelashes were still slightly wet, faintly suggesting the tenderness of her tears; her fluffy hair fell from her forehead to her cheeks, quiet and beautiful.

Feeling cold himself, he decided not to disturb her.

He turned off the main light for Qu Tong and headed to the master bedroom.

Unlike the calm in Stia, a suburb of Capital Star was witnessing a bloody scene.

Thick blood dripped down the blade’s edge onto the pristine white tiles.

Drip, drop.

In the quiet night, it was particularly horrifying.

On the ground, two middle-aged women and a young man lay dead with distorted expressions.

One of the women was still in the elaborate dress she wore to the party, her fingers clawed into the blood-stained floor, her eyes bulging, dead and unblinking.

The young man had even more blood flowing from his eyes and nose, his limbs bent at eerie angles.

Even the butler and guards were not spared, scattered hapharzardly in the hallway and the living room.

Only Qu Jianwen, clutching his endlessly bleeding abdomen, moved painfully as he watched Qu Tianzhang gasp his last breath in agony, his eyes about to burst: "No!"

"Why? Who exactly are you?!" Qu Jianwen roared, his bloodshot eyes glaring fiercely at the two men in black, anger momentarily making him forget his fear.

It was all gone.

Next year, his son would have been able to join the Fifth Legion for a bright future, and he would have had the chance to turn his life around.

All gone!

The man in black coldly turned back and looked at Qu Jianwen as if looking at an ant that could be crushed at any moment.

"Blame your wife for provoking someone she shouldn’t have."

The emotionless voice pounded in the enclosed air.

Qu Jianwen collapsed in despair, looking towards the corpse of Li Yuexiang not far away, his eyes filled with deep reluctance.

He had not anticipated that this disaster was brought upon them by his wife.

He had warned her repeatedly not to speak out of turn, not to speak recklessly, but she just wouldn’t listen.

"Clang!" A noise came from behind the storage room door.

The door swung open backward due to the impact of something heavy falling.

Behind the door, Qu Jiancong’s legs trembled like chaff, staring at Qu Jianwen in shock and resentment.

The men in black did not rush to act; instead, they stepped back.

Qu Jiancong knew he would not survive the day and stumbled towards Qu Jianwen, his shaking hands grabbing his collar.

"Big brother, it was you, you and your wife who doomed our family!"

"I respected you all along, followed everything you said, and in the end, you caused our family’s destruction," Qu Jiancong said as he looked at his wife’s brutal death and mustered the strength to slap Qu Jianwen hard.

Qu Jianwen’s face, pale from excessive blood loss, reddened on one side, showing the strength of Qu Jiancong’s blow and the depth of his resentment.

"Qu Jiaojiao was about to..."

Qu Jianwen, his eyes filled with malice, used the last of his remaining spiritual power to push Qu Jiancong forcefully to the ground: "Did you think you could rise above me just because Qu Jiaojiao climbed up with the Lan Family? Wishful thinking! Look at what goods Qu Jiaojiao is, a dog that cozies up to power!"

Qu Jianwen kicked the air in rage and mocked: "Hahaha! You still don’t know, do you? Wanwan didn’t die in childbirth; she was forcibly mother-separated by the Lan Family to keep the child."