Chapter 66

You're not leaving tonight.

Cheng Jiamo was stunned, not by what He Qingzhao said, but by his straightforward expression of his needs.

He actually said he helped her because he had desires for her; this is so unlike him.

When she was dating He Qingzhao, he would never explicitly state his needs, even in bed or during sex. Even though he wanted it himself, he would insist on saying he was serving her. Every time he wanted to do it, he would ask her if she needed him to serve her. If she ignored him, he would force himself to serve her.

Over time, Cheng Jiamo gradually got used to He Qingzhao's hypocritical behavior of stubbornly denying everything.

Now, hearing his heartfelt words, she felt somewhat uneasy.

"So what?" She glanced at him, then quickly lowered her eyes again. "You lied to me, and you almost married someone else."

He Qingzhao frowned slightly, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes: "I already told you it's fake."

He didn't want to bring up the fake marriage with Zhao Qingman again, because bringing it up once would be like dredging up his mistakes again.

He Qingzhao started his own company and became a boss at the age of nineteen. He was used to being in a high position for a long time and could not adapt to being repeatedly criticized for such a small matter.

So he was starting to get impatient, and even showed signs of getting angry.

Cheng Jiamo snorted coldly, her tone tinged with anger: "Taking wedding photos is for real, isn't it?"

He Qingzhao: "It's just a few photos. If you like, I can take dozens or even hundreds of photos with you right away."

He genuinely didn't understand why Cheng Jiamo was so bothered by this; it was completely pointless. It was just a photo; if she wanted to take one, he was always there to take one with her.

Cheng Jiamo was shocked: "..."

Is the problem with the photo?

What do wedding photos mean? Does he really not understand or is he completely indifferent?

Cheng Jiamo suddenly wanted to laugh, laughing at her own foolishness. She had actually naively believed that He Qingzhao truly liked her just because he said, "I have desires for you and want you."

It wasn't until this moment that she fully woke up and realized just how cold-hearted He Qingzhao was.

This man doesn't understand what "liking" means at all. His so-called "liking" is just wanting to sleep with her and use her body to satisfy his physical needs.

Cheng Jiamo picked up her phone and glanced at the time: 9:30.

She looked at He Qingzhao calmly: "Zhong Qi called me and said you were sick and asked me to come see you. I came and saw you. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

He Qingzhao's heart clenched painfully, a bitter ache rising within him. He frowned, his voice low and hoarse as he said, "Don't go, okay?"

Cheng Jiamo smiled at him: "He Qingzhao, we've already broken up, and we'll never get back together. You're so rich, why don't you hire a nurse to take care of you? It's not appropriate for me to stay here. I came to see you today only because you saved me back then, and I can't get over that debt of conscience, so I came here. However, I don't always agree to things like taking advantage of someone's kindness, after all, a person's patience has its limits."

He Qingzhao had always been arrogant and had never been humiliated in front of anyone, nor had he ever bowed his head or bent his back in front of anyone. However, now he was repeatedly thwarted in front of Cheng Jiamo.

In his view, he had already bowed down to Cheng Jiamo, but the girl became arrogant towards him, not only insisting on breaking up with him, but also hurting him with every word, even saying hurtful things like taking advantage of his kindness.

Aside from the lack of family affection during his childhood, He Qingzhao lacks nothing in his life—money, fame, and status. From childhood to adulthood, he has always been seen as a prodigy, living a life of being pampered and adored, surrounded by flowers and applause. Now, he has become an insurmountable legend among the children of privileged families.

He was precocious and saw through human nature at a very young age, but he was not precocious in matters of love. Or rather, he was mature and understood, but he was too arrogant. He didn't like any of the girls who liked him.

During his middle school years, he received love letters from girls almost every day. Some girls were timid and would secretly slip them into his desk during breaks, while others were bolder and would give them to him directly in front of him.

He never coldly refused those given to his face, but always accepted them with a smile. However, after school, he would burn all the love letters he received that day, not even bothering to look at them.

Later, he went abroad to study at university. A foreign girl pursued him, but he didn't agree. The girl then secretly drugged him, and he sent her directly to prison.

In matters of love, He Qingzhao had never experienced setbacks, nor had he ever imagined that he would suffer setbacks because of a woman.

When he first got together with Cheng Jiamo, although he was the one who initiated the relationship, he knew very well that he was the winner and the one in control. Even if they broke up, it would be up to him. Moreover, he firmly believed that unless he initiated the breakup, Cheng Jiamo, with her admiration and infatuation for him, would never break up with him.

result……

Cheng Jiamo initiated both breakups.

After their first breakup, he humbled himself and shamelessly went to her to reconcile.

After their second breakup, in an attempt to win her back, he drank until he suffered a stomach hemorrhage and was hospitalized. He then used his illness as an excuse to coax her to come to the hospital.

result……

The girl arrogantly declared that she would never reconcile with him, and accused him of taking advantage of her kindness.

"Taking advantage of someone's kindness?" He Qingzhao curled one corner of his mouth, his expression turning cold and sharp. "Just because I called you 'darling,' you really think you're something special?"

Cheng Jiamo froze again, staring blankly at He Qingzhao as if she were looking at a stranger.

What she didn't know was that the reason He Qingzhao was called "Gentleman Sword" by Zhong Qi and the others was precisely because He Qingzhao had taken the art of putting on a show to the extreme. He was two-faced, appearing gentle and refined on the surface, but in reality, he was cunning and treacherous, a true scoundrel of refined manners.

In public, he always presented himself as a dignified and elegant nobleman. No matter how much he disliked someone, he would never say a single unpleasant word in front of others. He would even smile and act amiably with people. But behind the scenes, he would seize market share and use underhanded tactics. He was ruthless and merciless when it came to scheming against people. As a result, Zhong Qi and his group labeled him as "hypocritical."

Cheng Jiamo was unaware of He Qingzhao's shady dealings with people and his business dealings. From the time she met He Qingzhao, he always appeared to be a very refined and cultured man, so she always thought of him as a kind-hearted, gentle, and upright gentleman.

When they were together, He Qingzhao never said anything unpleasant, not even a single harsh word.

Now, hearing He Qingzhao's sarcastic words, she suddenly felt like a stranger, as if she had never known him before.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, she came to her senses and smiled gently: "No, I'm not that shameless. I know that I'm no different from the animals you keep; I'm just something you can control."

He Qingzhao's eyes were deep and his thin, sharp lips were taut and stretched into a straight line. His jawline was also taut. His face, which was originally gentle and refined, now appeared cold, hard, and ruthless.

Cheng Jiamo looked at his fierce expression, as if he wanted to devour someone, and smiled at him: "Mr. He is a respectable person, and naturally he would not do something as unbecoming as taking advantage of someone's kindness. Please take good care of yourself and I wish you a speedy recovery."

She turned and left the ward without hesitation, her departure ruthless and heartless.

With a cold face and clenched teeth, He Qingzhao pressed the call button next to the bed.

Gu Xiwen had just returned to his office, sat down, and was about to take a sip of hot water when the alarm rang. He thought something had happened to He Qingzhao, and before he could even drink his water, he jumped up and rushed to He Qingzhao's hospital room.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" he asked, panting.

He Qingzhao said coldly, "I want to be discharged."

Gu Xiwen looked around but didn't see Cheng Jiamo, and asked, "Where's your girlfriend?"

He Qingzhao lifted his eyelids and said in a cold voice, "I'm single, I don't have a girlfriend."

Gu Xiwen: "..."

He Qingzhao took off his hospital gown in front of Gu Xiwen, took out his own clothes from the closet and put them on. After changing his clothes, he put on his wristwatch and walked out, saying as he walked, "Butler Lü will come to handle the discharge after dawn."

Gu Xiwen hurriedly followed, and seeing He Qingzhao striding towards the elevator, he quickly caught up, blocked He Qingzhao's path, and said with a smile, "He Qingzhao, you're finished."

He Qingzhao sneered: "What, you found out I have cancer?"

Gu Xiwen: "You've been so disturbed by that girl that you've lost your mind."

He Qingzhao remained silent with a cold face. He knew all too well that Cheng Jiamo had affected his emotions and made him lose control, but how could he possibly admit to something so shameful?

Gu Xiwen patiently advised, "That girl is still young and hasn't settled down yet. Her likes and dislikes come in waves. Maybe she really liked you at first, but once the novelty wears off, she might not like you anymore. But you, it seems like you're really into it."

He Qingzhao lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Gu Xiwen: "I advise you not to get too deeply involved, especially for a woman. It's not worth it. With your status, what kind of woman can't you get? Young and beautiful female college students are a dime a dozen. If you want, you can choose any stage design or film project you like. Isn't your cousin He Lin a director? Every young actress he works with is..."

He Qingzhao interrupted coldly, "If you like her, then go pick her." He pushed Gu Xiwen aside and said as he brushed past her, "I only want Cheng Jiamo, and she can only stay with me."

After the elevator reached the underground parking garage, He Qingzhao stepped out, got into his car, and called his assistant, Wang: "Investigate the leak of my wedding photos with Zhao Qingman."

After making the call, he drove out of the underground parking garage and headed towards Yanyunfang Apartment. What would normally be an hour's drive took him just over half an hour.

He parked the car in the apartment's underground garage, took the elevator to the tenth floor, unlocked the door with his fingerprint, and entered the apartment.

He didn't change the fingerprint lock because he knew Cheng Jiamo wouldn't, since he had specifically set permissions so she wouldn't know how to change it unless she replaced the entire lock.

Cheng Jiamo took the subway and arrived later than He Qingzhao. When she opened the door, she saw He Qingzhao sitting on the sofa as soon as she entered the room.

"You, how did you get here?" she asked, looking at him in surprise.

He Qingzhao leaned back on the sofa, legs wide open, and said with a roguish smile, "This is my home, why can't I come?"

Cheng Jiamo wanted to retort, "This is not your home," but she swallowed the words back before she could finish.

This is a house He Qingzhao bought. Although he gave it to her, he still paid for it, so he certainly has the right to say such things. On the contrary, she and He Qingzhao have broken up, yet she still shamelessly lives here, which is... quite embarrassing.

Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She lowered her head, her face red, and said softly, "Yes, you're right. This is your home. I was shameless to stay here even after we broke up."

After saying that, she turned to leave.

He Qingzhao hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed her arm, put his other arm around her waist, pulled her into his arms, and looked down at her: "Cheng Jiamo, you may not really understand me yet."

Cheng Jiamo: "I understand now..."

He Qingzhao: "No, you don't understand." He raised his hand, pinched her chin with two fingers, and pressed his thumb against her soft lips, rubbing them hard. "For example, right now, I don't want to let you go, so you're not leaving tonight."

Cheng Jiamo: "..."

He Qingzhao lowered his head, kissed her lips, looked at her tenderly, and said in a low, husky voice, "Baby, let bygones be bygones. From now on, let's not mention it again."

Looking at him like this, Cheng Jiaming felt terrified. A chill ran down her spine, and her whole body trembled. Her voice trembled as she said, "He Qingzhao, please don't do this. We really don't get along..."

He Qingzhao put one arm around her waist, picked her up, strode into the bedroom, and pressed her down, asking, "Is something not right, hmm?"

Cheng Jiamo bit her lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

He Qingzhao nestled against her neck and nuzzled her, his sexy, sharp lips brushing against her cheek, then tracing her face to her fair, delicate earlobe. He whispered in her ear, "Baby, let's be good to each other, okay?"

Cheng Jiamo closed her eyes, letting tears stream down her face, and gritted her teeth as she said, "He Qingzhao, I would rather die than be with you again. If you have that kind of fetish, then go ahead and continue!"

He Qingzhao lifted his head from her neck, his long fingers kneading her moist lips and pressing them hard against hers, his knuckles pressing against her soft lips and grinding them together, his eyes filled with malice as he looked at her: "Trying to provoke me?"

Cheng Jiamo pursed her lips and remained silent.

He Qingzhao withdrew his fingers, wiped the water stains on her face, and looked at her pitiful and charming appearance. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he lowered his head to bite her face, making her fair face red and leaving clear teeth marks.

Cheng Jiamo turned her face away from him, saying, "Unless I die, I will never be with you."

He Qingzhao pinched her face, his eyes as cold as frost, but a gentle and roguish smile appeared on his lips: "Even if you die, you can only be fucked to death by me in bed."

Cheng Jiamo was so angry that she raised her hand to hit him, but he grabbed her wrist.

He Qingzhao held her wrist and pressed it against the pillow: "Be good, don't force me to lock you in the room as a concubine."

Listening to his bizarre and insane ramblings, Cheng Jiamo simply closed her eyes, too lazy to argue with him anymore.

The only way to deal with a madman is to ignore him; you can't actually go mad with him, or he'll go even crazier.

He Qingzhao smiled silently, then buried his face in her neck with longing: "Sweetheart, go to sleep."

He hadn't had a good night's sleep in over two weeks, and now all he wanted was to hold her and get a good night's rest.

As for the crazy talk of locking her up, it was just to scare her. He wouldn't dare to actually lock her up and keep her as a concubine. Not only is it illegal, but even if it weren't, he wouldn't want to do that. He just wanted to scare her so she wouldn't think about leaving him anymore.

Cheng Jiamo pushed him, saying, "This is your room. You can sleep here. I'll sleep on the sofa in the living room."

He Qingzhao rolled over, pinning her beneath him, and deliberately teased her: "Can't you tell the difference between good and bad words?"

Cheng Jiamo pushed his shoulder: "You're too heavy, get up."

He Qingzhao straightened up slightly, supporting himself on her shoulder with one hand and wrapping his other arm around her body, still close to her. He lowered his head and kissed her lips once and once.

Cheng Jiamo pushed his face away in protest: "He Qingzhao, we've already broken up, you can't touch me anymore!"

He Qingzhao: "I didn't say we should break up. As long as I don't agree, you're still my woman."

Cheng Jiamo knew that if she continued arguing, it would be a mess even by dawn. For now, she could only go along with him and wait until she left the house after daybreak.

She softened her voice: "I haven't washed up yet. Let go of me first, I'll go take a shower."

He Qingzhao picked her up and said, "I'll wash you."

Cheng Jiamo: "..."