"Hmm..."

Just as Yu Qiao was about to speak, the villain blindfolded her again. A chill ran down her spine, and her slender shoulders trembled involuntarily, filled with fear.

Even though she couldn't see him, she could feel the malevolent aura emanating from him, which was icy cold and chilling, sending shivers down her spine.

Is it Xie Zhuo? Why would he do this?

What does he want to do?

"Heh~" He chuckled coldly, his icy lips pressed against her earlobe, whispering like a vengeful ghost, "Now you know fear?"

His palm tingled; it was from her long, curled eyelashes, like palm leaves, trembling and tickling his palm.

"You... Xie Zhuo!" Yu Qiao's heart tightened, and her breath hitched. "What's wrong with you?!"

"Going mad?" Xie Zhuo's sinister eyes flashed with a sickly light, and a chilling, sinister laugh escaped his throat. His icy fingers gripped her chin, and he spoke slowly and deliberately, through gritted teeth: "You're driving me mad."

"What do you mean?" Yu Qiao was slow to react, frowning in confusion.

“It seems…” Xie Zhu murmured in a low voice, as if speaking to himself, and also as if speaking to her: “I’ve been too reserved.”

"So much so that you don't even care about me..."

? ? ?

Yu Qiao froze, her amber cat-like eyes filled with confusion, but Xie Zhuo didn't give her time to react.

I was pinched hard in the waist.

"Hiss..." Yu Qiao exclaimed in surprise as Xie Zhuo forcefully pressed the back of her head down and launched a powerful and domineering kiss.

She was like a pitiful and helpless young animal, helpless to be slaughtered. No matter how much you kicked him, grabbed him, or scratched him, it was all in vain.

They could only sob and swallow their anger, forced to endure it.

Yu Qiao's eyelashes trembled, and a strong sense of humiliation rose in her heart. She bit down hard until the blood tasted like rust.

Wet tears fell onto his chin. Xie Zhuo paused, his dark, cold eyes staring intently at her.

"Qiaoqiao, you're so heartless."

He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his jade-like fingers and gestured to Yu Qiao, "It really hurts."

"Xie Zhuo, are you sick?!" Yu Qiao forced back her tears, the burning pain on her lips making her frown.

The area was dimly lit, and Xie Zhuo's sharply defined features and delicate jawline were barely visible, all exuding a cold and ruthless aura, like a thug who had been provoked but was trying his best to restrain himself.

"..." He let out a cold laugh, his icy fingers pinching her cheek: "Not sick."

"Let go." Yu Qiao turned her head, her anger rising, and kicked him hard again.

"No." Xie Zhuo gently pulled Yu Qiao into his arms, his head nestled against her fragrant neck and shoulder, his deep voice tinged with grievance: "Qiao Qiao, did you go on a blind date?"

I haven't come to see her for the past week, originally intending to give Qiaoqiao some time to adjust.

Unfortunately, Qiaoqiao doesn't seem to be very well-behaved.

She tells him she doesn't plan to date, but secretly she goes on blind dates with other men?

Xie Zhuo's dark eyes gleamed with a morbid excitement as his jade-like fingers pinched hers, caressing and playing with them.

A blind date?

Why go on blind dates?

Even though he's already taken, is there anyone in City A with a higher net worth than him?

He can earn a lot of money and give it all to Qiaoqiao. Can anyone else do that?

Hearing the dangerous undertone in his voice, Yu Qiao unconsciously clenched her fingers, and her heart pounded with unease.

It's just a meeting and a meal.

How did Xie Zhuo come out of his mouth to say that?

It's more like a legitimate way of catching a woman/doing it.

Yu Qiao closed her eyes briefly and explained softly, "I didn't want to go. It was my father who introduced me, and I couldn't refuse. I've already made that clear."

"But you still went," Xie Zhuo said stubbornly. "If others can do it, why can't I?"

Yu Qiao's heart trembled.

A chill ran down her spine, making her scalp tingle.

Xie Zhuo stared intently at Yu Qiao, who remained silent, and his filthy and dark thoughts spread rapidly like thousands of vines, enveloping his heart.

Since Qiaoqiao is so unwilling to be with him, then we'll cuff her legs with something, build a beautiful golden cage, and lock her inside.

And these little hands, with their delicate and tender skin, if you tied them with a rope, wouldn't the marks left behind look beautiful?

...

Countless dark thoughts popped into Xie Zhuo's mind. He stared intently at the soft flesh on Yu Qiao's shoulder, his teeth itching with anger, and finally he opened his mouth and bit down.

"Hiss..." Yu Qiao gasped.

"Xie Zhuo, are you a dog?!"

His teeth gripped her neck and shoulders tightly. After hearing her gasp in pain, he paused, then released her, slowly grinding his teeth against her skin.

Yu Qiao felt a chill run down her spine. She swallowed hard, trying to break free, only to find that she was completely held captive by him.

Completely, they were utterly unable to move.

Yu Qiao was pinned against the wall by him.

She couldn't help but ask, "What exactly do you want?"

Her only response was silence.

Xie Zhuo completely ignored her.

Bang, bang, bang...

My heart is beating faster and faster.

Yu Qiao felt her cheeks burning, as if she had stepped into a cloud and fallen hard, leaving her head spinning.

"Qiaoqiao, kiss me."

Yu Qiao gritted her teeth, glaring at him fiercely with resentment: "You scoundrel!"

Xie Zhu chuckled softly, took a liking to her hair, and began to play with it, tangling it around his hair.

"Qiaoqiao is beautiful from every angle."

"Pretty face, pretty hair, pretty clothes, and when she takes them off..."

"It's beautiful too."

"You pervert!" Yu Qiao glared at him, her face flushed red.

As the night deepened, a chilly breeze blew, and Yu Qiao shivered.

“Qiaoqiao, I think…” Xie Zhuo’s thick, dark eyelashes trembled, revealing his dark and sinister eyes.

With a faint red tinge at the corners of his eyes, he groggily stroked Yu Qiao's waist, thinking to himself that it seemed even finer than the last time he touched it.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"No way!" Yu Qiao's eyes widened, and she shook her head.

“But…” Xie Zhuo’s thin lips curved into a nonchalant but confident smile: “You’ve already taken care of me, don’t you think it’s a waste to do nothing?”

He spoke each word slowly and deliberately, his voice alluring as if tainted with desire, like a male enchantress leading one astray: "Master."

Master, master, master, master!

Yu Qiao's scalp tingled, and she trembled as if she had been electrocuted: "When...when did I ever take care of you?"

"The card you gave me," Xie Zhuo whispered in her earlobe, "You said there would always be money in it."

"Doesn't that mean you've taken care of me..."

His voice became ethereal.

Yu Qiao was completely bewitched, her phoenix eyes welling up with tears. After thinking for a moment, she said seriously, "No, I'd better not!"

"Then give them a little something in return."

"Of course I will be very obedient."

Xie Zhuo's sinister eyes flashed with a morbid excitement as he stared intently at her, like a hungry wolf encountering a sheep.

…………

"I'm sorry, Qiaoqiao." Xie Zhuo stroked her palm. Her skin was delicate, and at this moment, the capillaries on her palm were broken, revealing a dense network of blood vessels.

Yu Qiao gritted her teeth in hatred and cursed him: "Mad dog! Pervert! You scoundrel!"

"Qiaoqiao, you're right." Xie Zhuo knew he was in the wrong and obediently agreed. The handsome man, whose face was full of satisfaction, was very docile and compliant at this moment.

Yu Qiao wasn't falling for that trick. Once she had regained her strength, she seized the opportunity and ran quickly to the villa's entrance.

Hearing light footsteps behind him, he immediately turned around and threatened, "Don't you dare follow me, or I'll never talk to you again!"

Xie Zhuo stopped, his expression somewhat aggrieved: "Qiaoqiao..."

"Stop pretending to be pitiful." Yu Qiao's fingers curled slightly, her face full of embarrassment and anger. What a pervert!!!

With a "bang," Yu Qiao quickly went inside and closed the door tightly.

Xie Zhu stared at the tightly closed door, his thick, straight black eyelashes drooping and trembling, his lips slightly curved upwards.