Chapter 200 Let Me Go

After mumbling to himself, he hurried into the bathroom to deal with his own problems.

The moment he came out of the bathroom, Hu Ping suddenly felt an inexplicable heat, as if something was burning inside his body, forcing him to stop immediately and stand still to calm down.

Hu Ping finally came to his senses and opened the door, just in time to see Qiao Jin who happened to pass by.

The elegant and graceful figure came into his eyes, and his sight was immediately attracted by her.

Qiao Jin also felt a strange sense of being stared at, so he stopped and turned to look behind him.

Hu Ping breathed lightly. At this moment, his vision had become blurred, his head was a little dizzy, and an indescribable feeling arose in his heart.

Looking at the girl's delicate little face, her skin as white and smooth as an egg, and her pair of gentle eyes, Hu Ping's whole body tensed up involuntarily.

His throat moved up and down a few times, then he stretched out his hand without hesitation and grabbed the unsuspecting Qiao Jin, who almost lost his balance.

When the two were brought into the narrow space of the restroom, Qiao Jin's eyes suddenly became much colder, and she tried hard to break free from the other person's iron-like grip on her wrist.

"Hu Ping, let me go!"

She said in a firm yet authoritative voice.

Hu Ping's mind was in a mess at the moment. When he heard her voice full of resistance, the anger in his heart grew more and more intense as if oil was poured on it.

"Qiao Jin, why are you still pretending? Didn't you always like me? Why are you playing this game of keeping me at a distance now?"

Hu Ping almost gritted his teeth as he spoke these words; every word seemed to be dripping with blood.

He used to think that he was the kind of person who could get everything easily - whether it was chasing after his girlfriend Qiao Ying, who was wealthy and from a good city family, or Zheng Lulu, with whom he had recently developed a rapidly developing relationship, he could always keep the other person firmly in his hands in a very short period of time.

However, it was precisely this Qiao Jin, whose undisguised love and wholehearted devotion she had once shown him, that made Hu Ping feel extremely unbalanced when faced with the cold and distant attitude she showed towards him after she had now lived a colorful life in Kyoto.

Hearing such remarks, Qiao Jin felt extremely nauseous. She responded with an almost cold attitude: "Hu Ping, this is not the time to joke, please let go of me right now!"

But she found that the man in front of her seemed to have lost his mind and kept blowing his drunken breath in her direction, causing her to involuntarily take a few steps back to avoid the unpleasant smell.

"Come on, tell me the truth. Did anything shameful happen between you and Fu Yanlin? You appear to be so pure and innocent, but maybe you're not that pure in private..."

Before he finished speaking, a slight sound of wind blew.

“Bang!”

A loud voice broke the silence in the room.

It turned out to be a hard slap on Hu Ping's face, who was completely unprepared. Qiao Jin had tears in her eyes and said in a trembling but resolute voice: "Hu Ping, I'm telling you, don't be so disgusting anymore!"

Although his body shook slightly, Hu Ping did not stop.

Instead, an even more ardent and intense possessive desire arose in his heart. It was you who confessed to me first back then, how could you give up so easily?

With this persistent belief, he believed that Qiao Jin still had a special feeling for him deep in her heart.

With this in mind, Hu Ping quickened his pace and roughly pushed the woman, who had nowhere to retreat, onto the sink behind him, with a look of unquestionable firmness in his eyes.

"Listen to me, you admired me so much in the village back then, and even wrote me so many letters expressing your love. Do you really think you didn't know anything about it?"

"In that case, I will do as you wish today. Isn't this enough to stimulate you? You should know that I have never been a heartless person, and I don't want you to have any regrets in the beautiful memories of your youth."

When he said this, his tone was very confident, as if he really believed that doing this was helping the girl in front of him who had a look of disgust on her face.

However, it turned out that these words not only failed to achieve the desired effect, but instead made Qiao Jin's expression become even colder.

Her face suddenly changed, and she subconsciously kicked the person who was trying to get closer to her...

The kick hit the opponent's leg, with a force that was neither light nor heavy, but it made Hu Ping, who was drunk and dizzy, gasp and show a painful expression on his face.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qiao Jin stood up and prepared to go out.

She knew in her heart that if she didn't take action now, when would she take action? Otherwise, when Hu Ping recovered, she would be hard to escape his clutches again.

Seeing her trying to escape, Hu Ping gnashed his teeth in hatred and shouted in anger: "Qiao Jin!"

The voice seemed to shake the entire air in the room; it was filled with threats and unwillingness.

Then the sound of clothes tearing was heard. Qiao Jin took a few deep breaths and tried to calm herself down.

Then he slowly turned around and looked at Hu Ping with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

At this moment, the corners of her eyes couldn't help but twitch slightly, and she felt extremely disappointed with the scene in front of her: How could he do this?

It's so embarrassing!

"Hu Ping, what do you want to do?"

Qiao Jin almost used up all her strength to ask this question. There was no fear in her voice, only endless boredom and determination.

She clenched her fists, as if prepared for any possible situation.

At this moment, Hu Ping's mind was completely controlled by alcohol, his eyes were dull, and he looked like he had lost his mind.

In his eyes, the only thing that was clearly visible was Qiao Jin who was standing not far away.

"I know you are saying one thing and thinking another. Qiao Jin, I have always been thinking about you in my heart, and that has never changed."

Hu Ping's tone was excited, but there was also some sincerity in his voice. "If you are still not satisfied, I can break up with Zheng Lulu. How about we be together? How about..."

Before he finished speaking, Hu Ping opened his mouth and tried to force out a smile. He looked at her confidently and expectantly and said, "Come on, hug me."

After hearing these remarks, my heart, which had calmed down due to my anger, was stirred up again.

Qiao Jin felt a wave of nausea rising in her heart, and her stomach began to ache again.

But now she clearly knew that this was entirely the consequence of Hu Ping's behavior and the discomfort was not caused by physical reasons at all.

Although Hu Ping is a young man born in the 1990s, he has thoroughly learned the routines of the so-called "domineering president" in those TV dramas and has performed them vividly in real life.

Qiao Jin couldn't help but recall the scene after their marriage in their previous life.

At that time, Hu Ping kept her under strict control. Even when she occasionally went out for a walk, she had to wrap herself tightly from head to toe.

The reasons given to the outside world are always so high-sounding.