Xu Cong and Lin Xu also followed. "Why are you in such a rush?"
Zhou Jin said, "To catch a cheat."
Compared to their schadenfreude, Cheng Yuan's mood was at rock bottom. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, stared straight ahead without blinking, and ground his teeth.
He wasn't going to catch a cheat. He was going to kill someone.
Xu Cong held onto the car door for dear life. "A Yuan, I know you're angry, but you still need to be safe. Don't rush. Drive slowly."
Cheng Yuan didn't speak.
Lin Xu tried to persuade him. "It's just a post. Maybe she posted it on purpose to provoke you. A Yuan, calm down."
Cheng Yuan couldn't calm down.
Zhou Jin, having caused the trouble, didn't dare to provoke him further. "A Xu is right. Maybe she's just messing around."
The moment he finished speaking, Cheng Yuan floored the gas pedal.
The three in the back were scared pale. Fortunately, they arrived safely.
Cheng Yuan's mind was full of images of Jiang Xiao fooling around with male models. He barged through, reckless and uncaring.
He knocked several people over without even saying sorry.
When someone tried to grab him, he flung them off and kicked open the private room door.
The laughter and noise abruptly stopped.
A male model was holding a glass of wine up to Jiang Xiao. He turned to look at the door and was about to ask, "Who are you?" when he was kicked to the ground.
Cheng Yuan grabbed him by the collar and punched him hard in the face.
"How dare you touch my woman? Looking for death?"
Jiang Xiao couldn't stand by and watch. She pushed Cheng Yuan away and stood in front of the male model. "Cheng Yuan, try hitting him again."
Cheng Yuan's fist stopped right in front of her eyes, almost touching her nose, but he forced himself to stop.
Zhou Jin, Xu Cong, and Lin Xu took the opportunity to shoo the others out and also pulled Shen Yue away. "Don't get involved in their marital affairs."
Shen Yue refused to leave, so Zhou Jin simply carried her out.
Someone turned off the music. The room was eerily quiet.
Jiang Xiao stared at Cheng Yuan's face. "President Cheng, what's your act tonight?"
Cheng Yuan's injuries hadn't healed yet. His back and abdomen ached with a throbbing pain, but it was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.
Right now, his heart hurt the most.
Rage erupted like a volcano. He wrapped his arm around Jiang Xiao's waist, pressed her tightly against him, and used his other hand to pinch her chin, forcing her to look up.
"Jiang Xiao, do you have to torture me to death before you're happy?"
Jiang Xiao sneered. "Yes, I'd be very happy if you died."
"Fine then." Cheng Yuan picked up the fruit knife from the coffee table, placed it in Jiang Xiao's hand, and pressed the tip against his chest. "Come on, kill me."