angry

angry

Xie Yong seemed a little surprised. He twitched his lips and chuckled softly.

"Okay, where's the candy?"

I'm so glad I bought some candy and put it in my coat pocket before meeting with the lawyer. I have a bit of hypoglycemia and sometimes feel dizzy. Yu Xu used to prepare very hearty breakfasts for me, and I've gradually gotten better. These past few days, I've been eating very little and barely sleeping, so I bought a box of fruit candy to keep on hand.

He took a step forward with his tall and handsome figure, and I took out the box and handed it to him. Afraid that he would ask more questions, I continued writing: "Also, I got lost. My phone is dead too. I didn't mean to."

After I finished speaking, I tentatively lowered my gaze to that handsome and arrogant face.

Xie Yong seemed less angry, and I breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a weight lifted from my shoulders.

I told him I had to go home.

He said matter-of-factly, "Go upstairs."

I shook my head hastily. I couldn't stand it, and I couldn't stay with him any longer. Who knew if Ye Fenglin would suddenly decide to tease me again, or find another excuse to slip away from Xie Yong's nose? I couldn't find one.

To convince him, I unbuttoned my shirt a little and said, "I have allergies while staying at your house, and it's making me very uncomfortable."

Xie Yong gave a cryptic chuckle, then withdrew it without a word.

"Not tonight," he said.

I couldn't convince him, so I could only follow him back anxiously. But this time, Xie Yong took me to the door to register my pupil and fingerprints, and told me that I would never get lost in this apartment again.

Instead of feeling happy, I felt even more apprehensive. I dared not use the things Xie Yong bought. As I took off my shirt in the bathroom, I carefully looked at my neck and collarbone.

Because my skin is very fair, the red marks were fine and not very noticeable. At first, I thought it was an allergic reaction. But when I got closer to the mirror, I was suddenly startled.

It's something that only remains after being kissed.

However, that person's skills weren't particularly good, and Yu Xu was reluctant to leave any marks on me. My impression of such marks is still from when I was with Jiang Zhao a long time ago.

Jiang Zhao has poor manners in bed. Driven by violence and a desire for conquest, the marks he leaves after each encounter are very obvious.

I broke out in a cold sweat for no apparent reason. Last night, I had actually mistaken Xie Yong for Yu Xu, and even hugged him on my own initiative...

I clutched my shirt tightly and even secretly locked the door to my room. I sat on the carpet, hugging my knees, shivering. I barely dared to sleep all night. As the morning sun began to pierce through the clouds, I tiptoed out of the house.

"Woof...woof." Xie Yong's pet dog was right in front of the door. It tilted its head at my thieving appearance.

I quickly made a shushing gesture, and the puppy, being very perceptive, obediently squatted there.

"..." So good. I stroked his fluffy fur, smiled, and left the apartment with my head down before Xie Yong got up.

It was early morning, and the weather was cold. There were hardly any people on the road. I hadn't been home for several days, and I was worried about the plants that Yu Xu was growing, so I quickened my pace.

When I opened the door, the plants were parched and dying, with the edges of their leaves turning yellow.

I quickly poured water on the house, opened the windows to ventilate, and thoroughly cleaned the house. Looking around, this house was indeed ordinary compared to the top-tier apartment where Xie Yong and Ye Fenglin lived.

The design features two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom. The bed, wardrobe, table, and chairs are decorated in a very simple beige color. In this small world, I once relied on Yu Xu for survival. It was so long that I forgot I was once the female protagonist of this game, and I completely forgot about Jiang Mingzhuo and Jiang Zhao.

If it weren't for the car accident... I would never have gotten close to that group of men centered around Lin Zhi'en, and none of this would have happened.

I wiped the picture frame clean from the fireplace, and at that moment, the long-lost feeling of being watched returned. I stiffened and hesitated before looking at the apartment across the street. The black curtains were drawn tightly shut, but the lights were on inside.

Was anyone there when I came back just now? I was uneasy, trembling with fear, as if I were standing on the edge of an abyss.

Is someone really watching me? I slowly walked to the window. Although there was an ordinary-looking townhouse across the street, it exuded a creepy atmosphere. I forgot who the residents were, and I forgot exactly when the black curtains were hung in the room that was directly opposite me.

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I bit my lip in fright, then my gaze drifted to what was behind me.

The phone rang at home, so I quickly closed the window, drew the curtains to completely block out the room, and then went to answer the phone.

"Yu Xu is me."

Ah, it's Yu Xuyuan's aunt in Xinzezhou. My lips trembled, and I couldn't speak.

"Is this Xiaofu?" The aunt realized. "Xiaofu, has Yu Xu been very busy lately? I've tried contacting him these past few days, but he hasn't answered my calls."

I stammered a few times. The gentler Aunt Yu's voice was, the more upset and guilty I felt. I mustered my strength and pressed a few buttons on the phone. This was something I had arranged with Aunt Yu. I told her that Yu was fine, just looking for a job these days.

She understood immediately, asked me a few more questions, and then hung up.

I gripped the receiver, trying to control my emotions. I knew that Xie Yong had misunderstood my relationship with him, and that if we went back to that apartment, something I couldn't control would happen sooner or later... But I couldn't help it.

If this car accident was indeed a setup by Jiang Zhao to kill Jiang Mingzhuo, his rival in love, for Lin Zhi'en's sake, then ordinary people like Yu Xu and I are powerless to fight against it and can only rely on Xie Yong.

I got up and went back to my bedroom.

I packed some clothes, then picked up a comb and styled my long hair into a gentle, harmless side ponytail that hung down, revealing my fair neck. I put on some makeup to make myself look pretty and innocent, without being threatening. After finishing, I picked up my suitcase and left home.

The elevator arrived at the top floor with a ding.

I looked up and there Xie Yong was waiting for me. He was wearing a black T-shirt, and his arms, which were clad in a sports watch, were clearly defined. His eyes were fixed on my face.

"Where did they go?"

I looked at him for a few seconds. Although I didn't know what I looked like at that moment, I was sure I was gentle and touching.

“I went home to get some things. How about I make you breakfast starting today? I also bought jasmine seeds. We can grow the flowers together.” I lowered my eyes, clutching the paper bag tightly in my hand, and handed him my phone, keeping my head down the whole time.

This was too forward. I had never taken the initiative to pursue a man before, and I felt very embarrassed and shy.

Xie Yong wasn't as arrogant and unrestrained as the rich kids I'd seen at school, but he was always proud and conceited. From the first day he misunderstood that I was pursuing him, I knew that a prodigy like him would never lack female admirers.

My clumsy method might only work for people like Jiang Zhao and Jiang Mingzhuo, who grew up with me.

"Why didn't you tell me you were going out to buy all this so early?" Xie Yong pursed his thin lips, but a smile betrayed his true feelings.

I paused for a moment, then typed, "I'm afraid of waking you up, and I'm also afraid of upsetting you."

What's going on? He's still smiling. Is he pleased with my initiative?

I asked, "Then, I'll make it for you now. Have you eaten it yet?"

He nodded: "Yes."

My cooking skills aren't great, just passable. I made him an avocado sandwich, glancing at Xie Yong every now and then. He frowned slightly, while Bruce hovered at his feet, tail held high, looking at him expectantly.

After a while, Xie Yong chuckled softly. He stroked the puppy's head and said, "Never mind, Dad has had enough to eat. Don't touch it."

After breakfast, he helped me plant the jasmine seeds. My hands were still covered in mud, and I accidentally got some on my face, which Xie Yong caught.

His long, slender fingers covered my face, and his sharp, assertive features seemed to gleam in the light.

"Let me count how many things you did wrong today."

I don't understand.

"I have OCD and I hate it when people make my house dirty."

"..." I glanced at the muddy terrace and remained silent.

"I don't like avocados."

"My pet likes you more now."

He methodically and calmly listed my "evidence," and I couldn't help but ask, "So what should I do?"

Xie Yong raised his eyebrows slightly and curled his lips.

"Kiss me. Until I'm satisfied."

I suspect he might have some kind of kissing hunger! I stared at him blankly, and he reached out and pulled me to his side.

Close your eyes, and let your lips intertwine.

I'm starting to wonder if Xie Yong is just attracted to me because of his looks, or if there's some inexplicable ambiguity between us. But, this is a good thing.

These past few days, I've been staying in his apartment. Without the suffocating and frightening spying, Ye Fenglin hasn't sent me any more messages. I've been trying to get Xie Yong to testify for me in court, but every time I'm in front of him, I hesitate, feeling that it's not the best time to ask him for help.

Time gradually moved towards New Year's Eve.

Xie Yong had arranged for someone to prepare clothes for me at the apartment long ago. He invited me to attend the ballet performance starring Lin Zhi'en. In front of the mirror, he picked out a Dior dress for me, adorned with sparkling black diamonds. The skirt was made of fine sand, exquisite and dreamy. It accentuated my full bust and made my waist look exceptionally slender.

“After the performance tonight, I’ve booked a restaurant. I’ll take you there to celebrate New Year’s Eve.” He put his arm around my shoulder from behind, a proud smile on his face.

I turned to look at him.

He held the zipper at the back of my skirt with his fingers, his cool fingers almost touching me, his palm lightly brushing against my back, and his breath spraying on the back of my neck was both ambiguous and hot.

I bit my lip, panicked, and accidentally bumped into him, which made Xie Yong laugh.

"Don't move." He held my waist. "It'll be over soon. If you move again, I can't guarantee you'll be able to put your clothes on properly."

Xie Yong was dressed in a black suit today, but without a bow tie. Although he was arrogant and sharp, he was well-mannered and gentlemanly. Even in casual attire, he was an exceptionally dazzling presence in the crowd.

In the mirror, I looked very obedient and weak, just like before, nestled beside a man who seemed perfect in every way.

The appearance of a canary.

I suddenly shivered, speechless, a bad feeling slowly rising from the bottom of my heart.

"Alright," he said, interrupting my rambling thoughts.

When I got out of Xie Yong's car, I was really surprised by the Royal Theatre in front of me, which was covered with posters of Lim Ji-eun.

She was dressed in a ballet costume, adorned with feather hair ornaments, and looked as elegant and noble as a diamond, sparkling brightly. From the moment she stepped into the theater, pure white champagne roses filled every angle as if they were free. Such a lavish arrangement was naturally a gift from Ye Fenglin.

I couldn't help but marvel and secretly glanced at Xie Yong. He, who should have liked Lin Zhi'en, seemed indifferent to her.

Xie Yong only prepared jewelry and a bouquet of flowers, and asked the staff to give them to Lin Zhi'en.

As guests invited by Lin Zhi'en, Xie Yong and I were led by the waiter to a private room in the center of the second floor. The room was magnificent and grand, with crystal chandeliers overhead, both luxurious and classical.

The private room was covered with a red velvet carpet and a table covered with linen.

Here, you can experience the beauty, delicacy, and elegance of ballet up close.

I had just sat down when my phone suddenly vibrated.

"I'll be waiting for you at the door. I'll be right out."

Ye Fenglin?!

I paused, sat up straight, and looked at Xie Yong, my brows furrowed with nervousness.

He instructed the waiter to pour me a glass of warm water and handed it to me. As I looked around the doorway of the private room, I wondered what kind of excuse I could come up with.

Holding the cup, I was already nervous, my heart pounding. To make matters worse, Ye Fenglin kept sending me messages, urging me on relentlessly. The last one was...

"You have one minute. If you don't come out now, the transaction is over."

I immediately stood up, my palms slightly sweaty, but I pretended to be nonchalant and gestured with my eyes that I needed to go out to touch up my makeup. Under Xie Yong's gaze, I gracefully walked out of the private room. The corridor outside was full of waiters waiting to serve the audience in the private rooms. I looked around and had no idea where Ye Fenglin was.

My heart, which had been in my throat, sank again. I took a few steps forward and finally saw Ye Fenglin in a white suit in the corridor.

He was dressed in a suit and tie today, his hair was neatly styled, he was handsome, and he exuded the superiority of upper class, looking every bit the elegant gentleman.

I rushed over. He seemed to be admiring the murals on the wall with great interest. Hearing my heavy breathing, he turned around, looked at his watch with interest, and raised an eyebrow to remind me: "You're fourteen seconds late."

"..." I looked at him with a wronged expression.

"The deal is off," Ye Fenglin said casually. Seeing that he was about to leave, I quickly grabbed his arm and apologized, "I'm sorry, I was late. Don't do this."

Ye Fenglin smiled, "Why?"

I was trembling with anger, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I angrily wrote a word on his palm.

"Dog." You dog! Is it fun to tease me?

Ye Fenglin was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled and gave a soft "Mm," "So what if I am? What can you do to me?"

I was just about to speak.

At that moment, I smelled a cigarette scent that I was all too familiar with.

Because the brand is somewhat obscure and niche, and the flavor is too strong for the average person, I know that only one person smokes this brand of cigarettes.

I don't need to turn around; I already know who's behind me.

"Young Master Jiang, over here."

The waiter was reminding me in a polite voice. Those three words made me start to tremble. Even though there was a thick carpet under my feet, I could still sense Jiang Zhao walking towards Ye Fenglin and me step by step.

I panicked terribly, my body went limp, and without thinking, I hugged Ye Fenglin tightly in front of me, trembling.

I must not be discovered! I absolutely cannot be caught by Jiang Zhao!

A sense of resistance arose within me, and I gripped Ye Fenglin's coat tightly with my fingers, as a sense of powerlessness mixed with despair washed over me.

"Ye Zi," Jiang Zhao said, his voice cold, rational, and carrying an extremely strong sense of pressure.

He seemed to glance at me, his voice remaining calm and even, which, though pleasant to the ear, always instilled a sense of fear.

Like him, he remains highly aggressive even when he doesn't speak.

Jiang Zhao: "New girlfriend?"

Ye Fenglin seemed somewhat stunned, or rather, he couldn't understand why I was throwing myself into his arms.

But the next second, he suddenly became forceful, pulling me into his arms, his tone carrying a hint of nonchalance, "It's only been a few days, why are you so nosy?"

"She looks familiar, a bit like the girl in Xie Yong's car last time," Jiang Zhao replied succinctly, seemingly smiling.

"Why don't you ask Xie Yong if it's the same person?" Jiang Zhao suggested.

His tone seemed amiable, but his gaze was extremely sharp. Even though I didn't meet his eyes, I could still feel his strong aggression, arrogance, and cruelty.

After waiting for another ten seconds or so, he seemed to have left, but before I could even breathe a sigh of relief, a tremendous force suddenly pulled me out of Ye Fenglin's arms. When I saw who it was, I was stunned for a moment, and my scalp immediately tingled.

Xie Yong stared at me, his pupils calm and unfathomable. I had been with him for almost two weeks and knew this was a sign that he was about to lose his temper.

"Ye Zi, I have something to do. I need to take her with me." Xie Yong stepped forward, blocking my view of Ye Fenglin. His eyes and voice were extremely cold. Before Ye Fenglin could refuse, Xie Yong pulled me from the corridor to the underground parking lot via the elevator.

He opened the car door, somewhat brutally threw me into the car, and then drove away from the theater.

I was in the back seat, feeling my spine trembling. I tried to open the car door, but Xie Yong locked it. Seeing me desperately trying to back away, he gritted his teeth, and the domineering and fierce car pulled over to the side of the road. The next second, he grabbed my chin.

"What are you and Ye Fenglin doing?"

I struggled a bit, and he tightened his grip, making it hard for me to breathe. My back was pressed against the car, and it was very cold.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Xie Yong lowered his head slightly, his eyes seeming to hold a storm. "I'll ask you one more time, when did you meet him, and did he deliberately approach you?"

I bit my lip, and he lifted my chin. "Shake your head, or nod."

After hesitating for a few seconds, not wanting to lose Ye Fenglin's help, and knowing I couldn't do without the lawyer who was still investigating the evidence, I could only shake my head.

With just one action, it seemed that Xie Yong was completely enraged.

He raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, increasing the pressure between his fingers. "From childhood to adulthood, you are the first person who dared to choose Ye Fenglin in front of me."

The car was already quite spacious. A dangerous glint flashed in Xie Yong's eyes as he pressed me down into the seat. "You've been the one seducing me. Who gave you the audacity to play me like this?"