☆, Extra Chapter 42: Let her only see him (Qiao Yipian)

The next day.

Song Libai stood at the door of her room, hesitant to go in and have a proper talk with her, but also unwilling to see the undisguised disgust in her eyes.

"One by one..." He pushed open the door, but the room was empty, and he swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

Everything in the room seemed unchanged; in fact, it was exactly the same as before.

It was as if she had never come, nor had she ever experienced anything that had happened in the past two months.

It seems that this was how it was supposed to be; this was how it was supposed to start; he had gone to great lengths to trick people into coming here.

When the time comes, we should return to the starting point, it's just earlier than expected.

He's just a bed partner, who cares?

Song Libai sat on the bed, rubbing his temples with one hand with his eyes closed, trying to convince himself. After a while, he opened his eyes, threw a punch, and stood up nimbly.

Screw your bed partner.

Why did they leave without saying goodbye or a word before the appointed time? Who gave them permission?

He lowered his eyes and dialed her number. She answered quickly and politely, "Hello, what's up?"

Song Libai suppressed his irritation. "If I remember correctly, our transaction isn't over yet, is it?"

Qiao Yi hummed in agreement, continuing nonchalantly, "Yes, you find a location for the remaining days, and just let me know when it's time."

Song Libai was so angry that his veins bulged. He had only managed to call out "Qiao Yi" when the other end of the phone hung up.

Very good, Qiao Yi, well done.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yi shrugged indifferently and went to see his father's friend's son.

Although she called it getting to know each other, she knew very well that this meeting was most likely with someone her father had chosen for her.

Whatever, I'll just go see them.

When Qiao arrived, the man was already there. He stood up and smiled when he saw her, "Are you Miss Qiao?"

Qiao Yi nodded with a standard professional smile and extended her hand to him, "Hello, Mr. Zhong Cheng."

Zhong Cheng merely held her fingertips in a gentlemanly manner, touching them briefly before pulling away, showing respect and politeness.

Qiao Yi found it somewhat amusing. He seemed like a very honest and gentlemanly man. Never mind, she was starting to like him.

She winked at him and smiled faintly, "Mr. Zhong is quite handsome."

Zhong Cheng seemed a little flustered and scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Miss Qiao is beautiful too."

The man has a classic baby face, with shallow dimples when he smiles, making him look well-behaved and refined.

Qiao Yi couldn't help but laugh out loud, and couldn't resist teasing him, "How old is Mr. Zhong Cheng? He still looks like a very young and well-behaved younger brother."

The man blushed almost instantly and waved his hand in denial, "No, I'm three years older than you, I'm already twenty-six."

Qiao Yi drew out an "Oh," but couldn't help praising him, "But you look so well-behaved."

She watched as the tips of his ears subtly turned red, making him look innocent and obedient.

She felt embarrassed to tease him any further, so she changed the subject, "I heard you recently came back from abroad to do academic research, that's amazing."

Zhong Cheng touched his earlobe and nodded. "Yeah, I've been spending too much time in the lab. I need to relax back home."

Qiao played with the cup in his hand, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration, "In my lifetime, I actually got to personally pay homage to a big shot."

However, the boss's hair volume is also amazing, which makes me even more envious.

Zhong Cheng seemed amused by her, revealing his signature tiger teeth and deepening dimples.

Qiao Yi seemed to feel herself starting to get restless. He was so cute and adorable, she really wanted to poke his dimples.

She endured it, she endured it again, she endured it desperately.

She was completely unaware of her own eager expression. Zhong Cheng pursed his lips and asked her, "Miss Qiao, is there something you need?"

Qiao Yi was startled. Are all big shots this emotionally intelligent?

Waaaaah, is it even okay to make such an outrageous request?

To speak or not to speak. In the end, Qiao Yi decided not to speak. It was their first meeting, and she couldn't bully him. Maybe she'd have plenty of opportunities to bully him later.

She shook her head, looking at him with admiration. "Or could you share some of your amazing stories?"

This is someone else's child, seen with my own eyes.

Zhong Cheng smiled and didn't refuse her request. He shared his stories and his passion for scientific research with her.

When people talk about what they love, their eyes light up.

The two chatted and laughed inside, and their relationship grew much closer. It could be said that they were both very satisfied with each other, and there was potential for further development.

After exchanging contact information and saying goodbye, Qiao Yi was grabbed by the man's strong arm as soon as she stepped out the door. Before she could react, he quickly pinned her against the wall.

This was a shady spot, with tall trees almost completely obscuring them. Qiao Yi frowned and struggled to break free from his grasp. "Let go, you're hurting me."

Song Libai held her waist with one hand, his voice low and menacing, "You disappeared so early in the morning just to go on a date with that pretty boy?"

Qiao Yi looked him straight in the eye without any politeness, and retorted calmly, "Otherwise what?"

"Do you really want to do this with me?"

Qiao Yi lowered her eyes and sneered, "What? I've made myself perfectly clear, haven't I? It's you who stubbornly insisted on pestering me."

Enraged by her, Song Libai tightened his grip, "Who gave you permission to date other men during the transaction?"

Qiao Yi felt like her waist was about to be snapped, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "Who gave you permission to tell me what to do? Who are you? And who are you to me? Huh?"

Song Libai was furious and didn't want to hear her say another word, so he pressed her head down and kissed her forcefully.

The movements were not gentle; they were even fierce and urgent, as if they wanted to tear her whole body into their stomach.

The force was astonishing; Qiao Yi bit his lip with her mouth, but even so, he seemed not to feel the pain and kissed her desperately.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether it was blood or something else.

Only when both of them were breathing unsteadily did Song Libai release her, gently wiping the bloodstains from her lips with his fingertips.

His blood was still on her lips, and her eyes were filled with hatred.

But she just shrugged and said nonchalantly, "This is the second time you've forced me, Song Libai."

One sentence plunged him into despair. He was clearly regretful, regretting hurting her that day, and he had come to apologize to her.

But it hurt her.

When he saw her smiling radiantly in front of that man, and saw how relaxed and comfortable they were together, he could barely control the violent impulses within him.

He only wanted to destroy the world so that she could only see him.

But her eyes were filled with intense hatred and indifference towards him, and he was powerless to do anything about it.

He was powerless to change himself.

He was powerless to help her.