Xie Jiangsheng paused. After a long moment, his palm slid down to rest against Shen Yue’s chest, his slightly curled fingers seeming to want to tear out her heart.
The man’s voice suddenly softened, his heavy-lidded eyes filled with devoted affection.
The night served as his cover, moonlight adorning his eyes, the intense obsession and love so distinct.
His tone gentled, the impetuous emotions gradually calming. He stared motionlessly at Shen Yue, his voice like a bewitching murmur.
“Everyone makes mistakes. As long as you obediently return to my side, I can let bygones be bygones. Shen Yue, I am the best choice in your heart.”
Xie Jiangsheng was wealthy, powerful, and impeccably handsome with a perfect physique. He was brimming with confidence; no one was more suitable than him.
A false smile played on his lips. While anger and jealousy had already gnawed at his distorted reason, the man, adept at deception, wore a flawless mask, hiding his profound resentment and coldness.
His dark, deep eyes were fixed on Shen Yue, as if infused with an invisible poison.
Shen Yue watched him quietly, her nose tip reddened. She turned her face away, but Xie Jiangsheng cupped her cheek, forcing her to meet his gaze.
Shen Yue gasped, her voice faint and laced with a sob, “No! I don’t want to!”
“I don’t want to like you anymore, do you understand? I won’t fall for a liar!”
“You don’t know what liking is, you don’t understand love. You only bully me, only deceive me, but you don’t know how to love me…”
She seemed truly pushed to her limit, struggling to escape the man’s embrace like a scared turtle, wishing she could retreat into her shell forever.
Xie Jiangsheng frowned, seemingly disliking these words. Shen Yue’s struggles were vigorous, and his eyes darkened. He extended his vise-like hands, forcefully stopping her struggles, yet he controlled his strength, not wanting to harm Shen Yue.
*Slap—*
Unexpectedly, the man endured a harsh slap, his head tilting slightly to the side. A vivid red palm print bloomed on his fair face.
The air froze for a moment.
Even Shen Yue was stunned, looking at her own hand with a bewildered gaze. Her palm stung, indicating the force she had used.
Her delicate, beautiful face turned pale, her voice strained and trembling slightly, “I’m sorry…”
Xie Jiangsheng, slapped for the first time in his life, took a long time to recover. His expression shifted drastically, darkening instantly as he erupted in fury.
He slowly turned his head, his calm words carrying a chilling menace that sent shivers down one’s spine.
“You dare to slap me?”
Shen Yue’s fingers curled, her knuckles turning white, as she looked at Xie Jiangsheng, half his face marked by the slap.
The moment he saw the fear in Shen Yue’s eyes, the burning flames in Xie Jiangsheng’s chest were doused as if by a bucket of cold water. He nudged his jaw, which still ached from the impact.
However, his previously cold expression softened considerably. His palm stroked Shen Yue’s cooling cheek, his deep, resonant voice inscrutable.
“Your boldness has grown significantly, daring to slap even me. It seems these sharp claws need a good filing.”
Shen Yue’s face was pale, her eyelashes lowered, concealing the emotions in her eyes.
Xie Jiangsheng caressed Shen Yue’s face for a while before taking her hand.
“Let’s go home.”
These two words struck a nerve with Shen Yue. She yanked her hand away from Xie Jiangsheng, her soft, vivid lips pursed into a firm, straight line.
Shen Yue repeated herself.
“That is not my home.”
The fake gentle smile on Xie Jiangsheng’s face gradually disappeared, returning to an expressionless state. He watched Shen Yue retreat step by step, restraining himself, not moving.
Though appearing calm and composed, his handsome features were etched with a sinister gloom.
He stated, almost obstinately.
“Come home with me.”
Xie Jiangsheng treated the words Shen Yue spoke, words he disliked, as if they were mere air.
This time, Shen Yue did not reply. After taking a few more steps back to a safe distance, she turned and ran into the darkness without looking back.
Xie Jiangsheng watched her retreating figure, the mature and handsome man’s face hardening into a terrifying coldness.
When he reached the peak of his anger, Xie Jiangsheng actually laughed, his expression strangely softening.
No matter how far she ran, could she escape his grasp?
As long as he didn’t declare it over, this relationship would not end.
—
Shen Yue ran for a very long time. She knew no one was chasing her, yet she didn't stop.
The biting cold wind whipped against her face, disheveling her soft, dark hair.
At night, the colorful lights illuminated the entire city. The dim twilight was bathed in shimmering lamplight, the brilliant glow and flashing neon signs complementing each other, a dazzling, vibrant scene.
Shen Yue ran for a long time, her throat dry, her legs growing heavier as if filled with lead. Her limbs gradually lost their strength.
Her footsteps slowed, Shen Yue’s breathing grew rapid, her throat feeling as if it were on fire.
The dilapidated and dim old district around her seemed like a forgotten corner of the bustling city.
Unknowingly, she had run to her former home.
But it wasn’t anymore.
The whistling cold wind was her only companion. The streetlights, unrepaired for years, were covered in cobwebs.
Dilapidated, extremely dark, and as filthy as a cesspool.
This was where she had lived before.
Thinking of this, Shen Yue’s heart began to ache, her limbs spasming uncontrollably. All her strength felt as if it had been drained away in an instant.
She couldn’t remember her past, but for some reason, seeing such a place filled her with a deep sadness.
When he reached the peak of his anger, Xie Jiangsheng actually laughed, his expression strangely softening.
No matter how far she ran, could she escape his grasp?
As long as he didn’t declare it over, this relationship would not end.
—
Shen Yue ran for a very long time. She knew no one was chasing her, yet she didn't stop.
The biting cold wind whipped against her face, disheveling her soft, dark hair.
At night, the colorful lights illuminated the entire city. The dim twilight was bathed in shimmering lamplight, the brilliant glow and flashing neon signs complementing each other, a dazzling, vibrant scene.
Shen Yue ran for a long time, her throat dry, her legs growing heavier as if filled with lead. Her limbs gradually lost their strength.
Her footsteps slowed, Shen Yue’s breathing grew rapid, her throat feeling as if it were on fire.
The dilapidated and dim old district around her seemed like a forgotten corner of the bustling city.
Unknowingly, she had run to her former home.
But it wasn’t anymore.
The whistling cold wind was her only companion. The streetlights, unrepaired for years, were covered in cobwebs.
Dilapidated, extremely dark, and as filthy as a cesspool.
This was where she had lived before.
Thinking of this, Shen Yue’s heart began to ache, her limbs spasming uncontrollably. All her strength felt as if it had been drained away in an instant.
She couldn’t remember her past, but for some reason, seeing such a place filled her with a deep sadness.