Chapter 47 The game is over, baby.

In an instant, panic swept through Ji Wanwan's body. A chill gradually spread from her heels to the top of her head, and cold sweat broke out on her back.

She didn't dare to look up, because she recognized the voice.

Ji Wanwan lowered her head, her voice trembling.

“Ananda…”

He was dressed casually in a dark blue floral shirt, with the third button up, revealing half of his collarbone. His signature long hair was tied back as always.

Ji Wanwan never looked up; all she could see was half of his body. She didn't want to accept this fact.

Ananda looked at Ji Wanwan. He didn't want to take her back either, but if he didn't, Alexander would still get hurt.

"Miss Ji, please go back."

Kolov's informants were everywhere at the airport; the people loitering around were all his bodyguards, just in plain clothes.

Meanwhile, Gu Qingci's faction had already been secretly dealt with by Ananda.

It's just to avoid attracting attention.

Ji Wanwan swallowed hard. No, I don't want to go back!

She'd rather die than go back!

Ji Wanwan suddenly looked up and met Ananda's clear eyes, pleading, "Can you let me go one more time?"

"This is really just once, the last time."

Ji Wanwan's voice was almost breaking down, trembling violently.

But it's midnight, and she's in a remote phone booth trying to get out of the crowd.

Ji Wanwan thought it was impossible...

But she was not willing to give up.

I'm not willing to be taken back like this!

Ananda shook his head; at that moment, he was cold-blooded and devoid of emotion.

“If you apologize to the young master properly, he won’t punish you.”

Only people like them are punished.

Ji Wanwan kept shaking her head, tears welling up in her eyes, looking at the gazes fixed on her all around her.

Ji Wanwan already felt suffocated and couldn't breathe properly.

Suddenly, she grabbed the phone from the phone booth and hurled it at Ananda, then turned and ran toward a less crowded area.

Ananda sighed and didn't chase after them, because there was something there that frightened her even more.

Kolov emerged from the shadows, his footsteps heavy yet carrying a hint of urgency.

The air pressure around him suddenly dropped, and his light blue eyes quickly locked onto Ji Wanwan.

The warm light shone on his sandy-gold hair, scattering fine light.

Ji Wanwan sensed something was wrong!

These strands of hair...

And these footsteps...

She immediately stopped in her tracks, looking at the person who was constantly approaching her. She already had a guess, and she stepped back.

But then came Ananda…

His legs trembled with fear, and he staggered a few steps every now and then.

When the face was fully exposed to the light, Ji Wanwan was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, tears welling up in her eyes.

It really is him.

Kolov...

Ji Wanwan's mind exploded, and her heart began to clench with pain.

She had clearly escaped.

Why!

Why do I still want to see him!

Why is he still here...?

When Kolov saw the fear in Ji Wanwan's eyes, his heart felt as if it were being pierced by a thousand needles, each one stabbing into him.

Kolov crouched down, his expression unreadable, his cold fingertips brushing against her trembling cheek.

"The game is over, baby."

"Now, it's time to go home."

Ji Wanwan shrank back, her eyes reddening, shaking her head desperately, her fingertips gripping the ground, her voice filled with a strong sob.

"I don't want to go back!"

She didn't want to go back to that cage.

At this moment, she noticed Zhou Yijing searching for her in the distance. She quickly stood up and ran towards him.

They placed their last hope on him.

Ji Wanwan shouted in a hoarse voice, "Zhou Yijing, help!"

Kolov frowned, reached out and pulled Ji Wanwan into his arms, his strong arms encircling her neck and covering her mouth.

He gently bit her earlobe and whispered, "Wanwan, you'd better behave now."

At this moment, Kolov was still relatively clear-headed; otherwise, Ji Wanwan wouldn't be whole now.

When Zhou Yijing heard Ji Wanwan's voice, he turned around abruptly, but he couldn't see her anywhere.

He scratched his head and muttered to himself, "Did I hear wrong?"

Then, looking at the malicious gazes around him, he couldn't help but shudder.

He quickly left the airport.

At this moment, Ji Wanwan watched Zhou Yijing's departing figure and fell into utter despair.

It could only whimper, its legs were constantly scraping against the ground, and tears were streaming down its face.

Ji Wanwan grabbed Kolov's hand and bit down hard, leaving a tooth mark on his thumb and forefinger.

At this moment, Ji Wanwan was no longer able to calm down and was on the verge of losing her mind.

They thought she had returned, but she ultimately failed to escape and was captured and taken back.

Ji Wanwan's makeup was ruined by crying, revealing her fair and alluring face.

But she was still pleading, "Kolov, I beg you, let me go."

"I really don't want to go back, please..."

Ji Wanwan kept talking, but the more she talked, the more Kolov's heart ached.

Kolov pinched her tear-stained cheeks, gritting his teeth.

"Ji Wanwan, shouldn't you be saying nice things to me now?"

Why do you keep saying things that I'm not satisfied with?

Ji Wanwan seemed not to hear him, and kept talking.

"I don't want to go back..."

"don't want."

Kolov's eyes were bloodshot. He didn't want to hear Ji Wanwan say anything more. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, swallowing her words.

He didn't want to hear it!

I didn't want to see the hatred in her eyes.

Ji Wanwan simply couldn't accept the current situation; she was filled with despair and on the verge of collapse.

She's already back...

Ji Wanwan cried so hard she could barely breathe, her vision blurring with tears.

She kept pushing his chest away with both hands, biting her lower lip tightly.

Kolov, however, was persistent and kept trying to pry open her gums.

Ananda and the other bodyguards all averted their gazes.

Ji Wanwan bit her lower lip until it bled, not wanting him to succeed.

A faint taste of blood gradually spread in her mouth. Ji Wanwan kept her eyes tightly closed, her eyelashes trembling.

Kolov smelled blood, opened his eyes abruptly, released her lips, and began to breathe rapidly.

He looked at Ji Wanwan's stained lower lip with burning eyes, and gently licked it.

The sweet, metallic scent of blood permeated the air between the two as they clung to each other.

"Get away from me!" Ji Wanwan wiped her lips forcefully.

A wave of nausea washed over her, and she slapped him across the face.

Kolov did not dodge and took the slap.

Her strength wasn't great; it hurt not his face, but his heart.

Kolov suddenly grabbed her hand: "Ji Wanwan, I haven't even punished you yet, and you're already lecturing me?"

In his efforts to bring Ji Wanwan back, he worked almost non-stop, and even tried to numb himself with alcohol during those days.

Ji Wanwan bit his wrist hard, her voice still choked with sobs, her heart felt like it had died.

He imprisoned her, and he expects her to thank him?

Seeing that he wouldn't let her off the hook, Ji Wanwan sniffed and decided to give up.

"I'll run away?"

"Am I wrong?"

"You forcibly imprisoned me, restricted my freedom, and forced me. Am I not allowed to escape?"