Chapter 367 Cui Xiao breaks up with that man

Zhou Mubin remained calm and composed, showing no anger, but his smile only deepened.

His deep eyes were fixed on her slightly angry face. He suddenly spoke, his tone carrying a barely perceptible probing, "Were you secretly watching me ride a horse just now?"

Cui Xiao's face paled, and she gripped the hem of her clothes even tighter. "I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you."

After saying that, Cui Xiao pushed his chest.

The next second, Zhou Mubin took the opportunity to grab her ankle, chuckled softly, and said in a seductive, husky voice, "Since you like watching so much, how about I take you for a ride?"

After saying that, Zhou Mubin pulled Cui Xiao and headed towards the horse farm.

Cui Xiao struggled, "Let me go, I don't want to ride a horse."

Zhou Mubin walked quickly and hurriedly, completely ignoring her resistance, and kept walking forward.

The wind from the horse farm carried the scent of grass and earth, and Cui Xiao stumbled as he pulled her, the heat from his wrist burning like a branding iron.

She tried to struggle again, but suddenly a warm, large hand firmly supported her lower back. The next second, she was lifted into the air. The feeling of weightlessness made her subconsciously clench Zhou Mubin's sleeve, her nails almost digging into his clothes.

Zhou Mubin's voice was close to my ear, carrying the faint scent of sweat from riding a horse, "Don't be afraid, I can't bear to throw you off."

With a slight effort, he placed Cui Xiao steadily on the front of the horse's back, then mounted himself, his broad chest pressed tightly against her back, forming an inescapable encirclement.

He held the reins in one hand, while his other hand encircled her waist and pressed firmly against the horse's sides. "Hold on tight." Before he finished speaking, Zhou Mubin lightly tapped the horse's belly with his heel, and the reddish-brown steed shot off like an arrow.

The horse's hooves clattered on the grass, and the wind instantly filled Cui Xiao's collar, blowing her hair into a mess that clung to her cheeks.

Her already pale face was now completely bloodless, her lips were pressed into a tight line, and even her breathing became rapid.

Cui Xiao's voice trembled noticeably as she gripped the saddle tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force. "Slow down!"

But Zhou Mubin seemed not to hear her. Instead, he gently raised the reins, and the horse sped up even more. When it crossed the bushes at the edge of the riding arena, the branches even brushed against the back of her hand.

The warmth emanating from her back grew clearer, and Zhou Mubin's chin would occasionally brush against the top of her head unintentionally. His deep laughter mingled with the sound of the wind, "Cui Xiao, break up with that man."

His breath fell on her neck as he spoke, sending a shiver down her spine.

Although Cui Xiao was filled with fear at the moment, every word he said reached her ears.

Cui Xiao bit her lower lip tightly, "Don't go crazy, let me down."

Zhou Mubin's lips curled up, but there was a chill in that smile. He subconsciously quickened his pace again, "Break up with him."

Cui Xiao could clearly feel the horse speed increasing, and her tense nerves were on the verge of breaking down. "Zhou Mubin, stop."

Zhou Mubin snorted and sped up again, "Cui Xiao, I'll stop as long as you nod, okay?"

All I could hear was the whistling of the wind and every word Zhou Mubin spoke.

Cui Xiao's face completely lost its color, and the scenery before her eyes began to blur. Her consciousness seemed to sink into the cold seabed, with only the howling of the wind echoing repeatedly in the chaos, until it became complete darkness.

She didn't know how much time had passed before she slowly opened her eyes amidst soft surroundings. Above her was a silk curtain embroidered with dark patterns, and the air was filled with the familiar scent of men's cologne.

"woke up?"

A deep voice sounded beside her. Cui Xiao turned her head sharply and saw Zhou Mubin sitting in an armchair by the bed, a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, looking at her with a complicated expression.

There was worry, resentment, and a hint of obsession in his eyes that she couldn't decipher, like an impenetrable net that trapped her firmly.

The fear she felt while riding the horse surged back instantly: the lingering breath on her neck, the words she was told to break up with her, the increasingly faster speed of the horse, and the suffocating feeling before finally plunging into darkness—every scene was vivid in her mind.

Cui Xiao sat up abruptly. Because of the sudden movement, she felt a wave of dizziness, but this dizziness was nothing compared to the overwhelming anger and grievance in her heart.

"Zhou Mubin, you disgust me." Her voice was hoarse from just waking up, yet it carried a chilling coldness.

Zhou Mubin, his face ashen, stood up and walked to the bedside. He reached out to touch her forehead, but she abruptly turned her head away.

Cui Xiao's voice grew even colder, "What exactly do you want? Do you think forcing me with such extreme methods will work?"

Zhou Mubin's hand froze in mid-air, his face darkening. "If you don't love him, why are you staying with him? Cui Xiao, I always thought you were pretty smart, I never imagined you could be so stupid."

The cigarette was still burning between his fingers, almost scalding him, but Zhou Mubin seemed oblivious to the pain. "Break up with him, and we'll get married right away. Of course, we can register now, without even bothering with him..."

"Enough!"

Cui Xiao abruptly interrupted him, her pent-up emotions finally erupting. She raised her hand, filled with all her anger, fear, and grievance, and slapped him hard across the face.

The crisp sound of the slap was particularly jarring in the quiet room.

Zhou Mubin tilted his head to one side, and a clear red mark instantly appeared on his face.

He slowly turned his head, his eyes showing no anger, only a broken wound and a hint of barely perceptible stubbornness.

"You actually hit me for him?"

Cui Xiao felt a sudden tightness in her heart when she saw the red marks on his face, but thinking of what had just happened, she hardened her heart again. "Zhou Mubin, not everything in this world can go as you wish. Just like my feelings for you before, I never expected your response. Now that I'm letting go, I only hope that you won't continue to bother me."

Zhou Mubin fell silent. He walked to the window, his back to her, his broad shoulders slightly tense.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a long shadow on the floor that made him appear exceptionally lonely. After a long while, he slowly spoke, his voice slightly hoarse, "Cui Xiao, I just want you to give me a chance, even if it's just to try."

Watching his retreating figure, Cui Xiao felt a mix of emotions.

In truth, she knew better than anyone that she wasn't entirely without feelings for Zhou Mubin. Every time she saw him, her heart would still race uncontrollably.

But Cui Xiao was also very clear about one thing: Zhou Mubin's feelings for her weren't love, but resentment. Even if he gave her his home, he would never stay for her.

One day, they will go their separate ways and become like strangers.

It was precisely because Cui Xiao was rational that she would never allow herself to go back on her path.

Zhou Mubin turned around, a fierce light hidden in his eyes. "Cui Xiao, I won't let go. Of course, I don't know what I might do if I run out of patience."