“My second brother is now the head of the Qiao family. He’s rich and powerful and might become the Duke in the future. You accepted his bracelet while he sent flowers to you in the middle of the night. Your development is really quick!”
He took a step towards her as his eyes filled with coldness. “It’s such an expensive bracelet. Did you sleep with him?”
There was a loud bang.
Cen Xi stood on her toes as her forehead banged against his forehead ruthlessly.
Both of their foreheads instantly reddened, both feeling a moment of dizziness. However, right then, the both of them were like hedgehogs prickling each other.
Qiao Yanze instantly pushed her down and she fell onto the bed uncontrollably.
Like an impenetrable mountain, he loomed over her.
She had nowhere to escape to. Feeling both panicked and in a mess, her cold eyes reflected the man’s dark expression, so dark that water could drip out of it.
She couldn’t move her hands, but her legs kept struggling and kicking him. Her voice went up an octave as she could not help but scream, “Qiao Yanze, see if you dare to screw around?!”
His eyes were completely cold as his finger caressed her face, then her heaving collarbones. “Why? You can sleep with another man but I can’t even touch you?”
Tears instantly filled her eyes.
…
The sky was turning bright.
The anger and alcohol in his mind had dissipated completely. Along with its disappearance, he slowly regained his rationality and clarity.
What the f*ck did he do to her?
Her eyes were slightly closed. If her tear-covered lashes weren’t fluttering, he would have thought that she was dead.
Was he crazy?
Qiao Yanze furrowed his eyebrows tightly together as he reached out, wanting to undo the belt wrapped around her wrists. However, she shivered terribly when he did.
Qiao Yanze’s eyes darkened.
He undid the belt around her wrists before he picked up the clothes on the floor and wore them hastily. He then pulled the door open and left, not daring to look at her again.
…
Everything around her seemed to fall silent.
Cen Xi opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling with blank and confused eyes. She reached out, wanting to pull the blanket over her.
However, just raising her hand a little felt extremely uncomfortable already.
She did not know how long had passed, but the bedroom door was pushed open again.
The man had returned. His expression was uneasy as his slender fingers held onto an ointment.
He walked towards the bed and glanced at the woman who looked void of emotions. “I’ll put some medicine on you.”
Closing her eyes tiredly, Cen Xi looked completely ashen and her voice was incredibly hoarse. “Tidy your things and get out of my sight.”
Qiao Yanze’s fingers that were holding the ointment tightened slightly.
With everything he had just done to her, if he was on the receiving end of it, he wouldn’t be able to forgive himself either.
He placed the ointment by the bed before he covered the blanket over her nicely.
Taking out a luggage, he pulled the wardrobe open and packed all of the clothes he had left here. He then went to the bathroom and threw all of his sanitary items into the rubbish bin.
When he was done, he glanced at the woman.
Her eyes were slightly closed as her long lashes fluttered like injured butterfly wings. The skin of her lips were broken and even bleeding a little.
“I won’t be able to make up for hurting you no matter what I say. If you hate me, you can call the police…”
Two single teardrops fell from Cen Xi’s eyes as she said hoarsely, “I won’t call the police. You almost lost your life for me once. I’ll treat tonight as repaying that favor.”
…
She really almost lost her life from his torture.
It took her three days of recovering in her apartment before she regained a semblance of humanity again.
…
In a secluded corner in a cafe.
Cen Xi sat opposite of Nan Zhi.
Noting Cen Xi’s bruised chin and scabbed lips, Nan Zhi furrowed her eyebrows tightly. “Xiao Xi, did my uncle do this to you?”
Looking down warily, Cen Xi found herself unable to respond for some time. Fear still throbbed in her heart at the memory of what happened that night. “Your Majesty, I’m not able to help him get back together or get over that pit in his heart. I can’t help him.”
That was right. All of the hurtful words she had said to him in the car that day were only said after the Queen and her had a discussion.
They both wanted him to let go of the emotional knot the blood letter gave him so that he could return to the Qiao family again. It was not that she wanted him to have a noble status. But, both the Queen and her felt that his second brother wasn’t a good person. If he continued to give up on himself like that, the Qiao family that regained its position after so much would eventually fall once again.
However, now, all she felt was that she no longer had anything to do with his matters anymore.
Between them, there was nothing.
