Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ever since she knew Mo Yesi, he’d always been gentle towards her regardless of how he was to others.
He was always nice to her, pampering her to an extent that even Qiao Chen felt was too much.
Having lived with him for a while, Qiao Mianmian had practically forgotten what he used to be like.
He was never a gentle person, he was just more gentle towards her.
Neither was he the sort to pamper others, she was just an exception.
Qiao Mianmian was used to being pampered by him and now thought of him as an easygoing man she could always negotiate with.
But his horrifying side suddenly came into play, and she stiffened his arms, her mind completely blank.
She had no words, and to Mo Yesi, it seemed like she was conceding.
The man got even more furious and he wished he could destroy Su Ze at that very moment.
Whatever it took.
In his fit of anger, he exerted more force as he pinched her chin. “Why aren’t you talking? Did I hit the nail on the head, so you’ve got nothing to say?”
Qiao Mianmian’s skin was very soft and tender.
Even a light pinch would cause it to redden.
With the force he applied, already several fingerprint marks appeared on her chin.
Her face was already scrunched up from the pain, but she bit her lip and remained silent.
“Speak.” Mo Yesi was getting annoyed by her silence.
He looked down at her. “Qiao Mianmian, you…”
He stopped mid-sentence.
As he saw the tears in her eyes and the red marks on her chin, his anger and jealousy were instantly replaced by regret.
“I’m sorry.” He quickly retracted his hand, and when he saw all the marks he’d left on her, he was even more upset at himself.
The moment he said “I’m sorry”, Qiao Mianmian lost control of her tears.
They came rolling down her cheeks.
Those warm tears landed on the back of Mo Yesi’s hand.
Mo Yesi’s hand was suspended in midair as if he’d been shocked by burning hot tears.
At that moment, Qiao Mianmian felt extremely aggrieved.
The tears couldn’t stop coming.
Before long, her whole face was wet from the incessant crying.
The drops continued to fall onto Mo Yesi’s hand silently.
“Baby, I’m sorry.” Mo Yesi was suddenly at a loss of what to do now that she was crying.
He was flustered.
He kissed her on the cheek gently and used his sleeve to wipe her tears.
A huge patch of his sleeve was now soaked.
Qiao Mianmian didn’t stop crying. In fact, she cried even harder than before.
She was still keeping silent, but her shoulders were shaking and her eyes were swollen.
“Baby, I’m sorry, it’s my fault. Don’t cry, my heart is breaking.” The anger in Mo Yesi completely vanished when he saw her bloodshot eyes.
Now that he had regained rationality, the regret was overwhelming.
He’d promised that he wouldn’t let her feel aggrieved again.
But now, it was he who put her through this misery and brought her to tears.
Even if she’d made him angry, he shouldn’t have flared up at her, much less use such words to antagonize her.
