Yu Qiao's scalp tingled, and her face turned even paler. She trembled as she tried to ask him what he wanted to do, but she didn't get a chance to ask!

"Hiss~"

The biting and tearing were fierce, and the smell of blood filled the entire car. There was no tenderness in it; it was more like an outburst of anger and torture.

Yu Qiao frowned and angrily kicked him, but it had no effect. He was like a statue, not moving an inch!

As time passed, Yu Qiao gradually lost the strength to struggle, and a sense of grievance welled up in her heart.

Even though she did nothing wrong, Wen Ya targeted her. Xie Heng, that brainless idiot, also likes to overthink things and actually thinks she would like a cheating rotten cucumber.

And then there's Xie Zhuo, who completely disregards her and acts erratically based on his own subjective assumptions.

The more she thought about it, the more frustrated she felt. Yu Qiao's eyes welled up with tears, which slid down her cheeks.

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Zhuo nestled his head on her shoulder, breathing heavily.

"Xie Zhuo, what's wrong with you?" Yu Qiao said with a cold laugh, her lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

Xie Zhuo's sinister eyes flashed with an even darker, more obscure light. His icy fingers slowly gripped her delicate neck, his tiger's mouth pressed against her throat, his voice chilling to the bone: "Yu Qiao, is this what you said, that you would never have any more entanglements with Xie Heng?"

"It's a class reunion today." Yu Qiao closed her eyes, trying to communicate with him: "I forgot that Xie Heng was also my high school classmate."

"Forget?" Xie Zhuo's voice was low and hoarse, with a fierce edge, as if he were gritting his teeth: "Do you even believe that yourself?"

"We were classmates for three years, and you're telling me you've forgotten this person?"

"Yu Qiao, you should at least think before you lie!"

Yu Qiao clenched her fists at her sides, and in a fit of anger, she opened her mouth to bite his shoulder and neck, only to find that the suit he was wearing was of good quality and she couldn't bite through the fabric.

She said angrily, "I'm not lying, believe it or not."

At that time, she hadn't thought about this at all; she just thought that since she had nothing else to do, she might as well go see her old classmate.

When tonight arrived, Ling Xiaoxiao brought it up, and she suddenly remembered that there was such a person.

Yu Qiao closed her eyes, feeling dizzy with anger.

After thinking for a moment, still unable to contain her anger, she sneered through gritted teeth and said, word by word, "Xie Zhuo, what am I to you? Even if I'm at the class reunion tonight to see Xie Heng, what right do you have to be angry? To go crazy here and force me?! What's the difference between you and Xie Heng?!"

"qualifications……"

Xie Zhuo smiled sinisterly, tightening his grip on her neck. He sat up slightly, his forehead touching hers, his eyes filled with overwhelming darkness: "Then I'll ask you for an identity!"

Yu Qiao shuddered suddenly.

Xie Zhuo's gaze at that moment sent chills down her spine.

A strong sense of unease rose in Yu Qiao's heart, and she struggled to leave, but Xie Zhuo grabbed her hand.

He dragged her to the passenger seat and forcefully pressed her down.

"Xie Zhuo, you're crazy! Let me go!"

With a bang, the car door slammed shut, and Xie Zhuo slammed on the brakes. What used to be a half-hour journey was completed in twenty minutes.

Yu Qiao noticed that the location was Xie's residence.

Her eyes flashed with panic and fear as she huddled inside the car, shaking her head: "Xie Zhuo, what exactly do you want?!"

Without saying a word, Xie Zhu grabbed her wrist and carried her into the Xie residence.

"Xie Zhuo, let me go!"

"Madman, pervert, scum!"

Xie Zhu scoffed, his voice icy cold: "You'd better shout louder so that everyone in the Xie family can see me dragging you into the room to do some wicked things."

These words instantly silenced Yu Qiao.

Xie Zhuo glanced at her with his eyes downcast, his dark eyes seemingly impenetrable to any light, so gloomy and chilling that they sent chills down one's spine.

At this time of day, the main building of the Xie residence was completely dark. Madam Xie wanted to get her beauty sleep, so she went to bed early at 9:30. Xie Lingfeng had not returned, and Xie Heng had not come back at all.

It was pitch black, but Xie Zhuo, relying on his memory, went straight up to the second floor and opened his room door.

Yu Qiao gripped the door, her eyes brimming with tears. An endless fear of darkness filled her. She didn't know what Xie Zhuo was planning, but it certainly wasn't anything good.

She shook her head and pleaded softly, "Xie Zhuo, please don't do this."

"Let's talk this out."

"Speak properly?" Xie Zhu scoffed. "Too late."

The door slammed shut with a bang.

Yu Qiao was pinned against the door frame by Xie Zhuo, unable to move. The unknown fear made her face turn pale.

This is the first time I've experienced something like this.

Besides, Xie Zhuo looked really off right now, and Yu Qiao, sobbing, still wanted to comfort him first.

"Xie Zhuo, Xie Zhuo, don't be angry, don't do this, I'm scared..."

Xie Zhuo's eyes were deep and unfathomable, his thin lips curving slightly, a smile that seemed to carry a chill: "Now you know fear..."

"Why did you meet with Xie Heng in private?"

He spoke slowly and deliberately, through gritted teeth, with a hint of unbearable pain: "Yu Qiao, you're still thinking about him."

Yu Qiao was truly in a hopeless situation, and she shook her head repeatedly, promising, "Really, I really don't like Xie Heng anymore! I swear, I promise, if I still have even the slightest feeling for Xie Heng now, may I be struck by lightning..."

She didn't get a chance to say the next sentence before Xie Zhuo forcefully pressed down on the back of her head and kissed her.

After a long while, Xie Zhuo finally spoke in a cold, low voice: "I'm really afraid you'll get struck by lightning."

That just doesn't make sense!

What do you want, being so stubborn and unresponsive?

Yu Qiao closed her eyes, feeling as if an invisible hand was gripping her throat, and a chill ran up her tailbone.

After a long while, she clenched her fists: "What do I have to do for you to believe me?"

Xie Zhuo stared intently at her: "Marry me."

Yu Qiao paused for a moment, hesitated, pursed her lips, and gently shook her head: "Too, too fast."

"We don't understand each other at all..."

Xie Zhuo stared at her, his eyes deep and sinister, his thin lips slightly curved, his smile seemingly tinged with coldness.

He opened his mouth and bit down hard on the soft flesh of her delicate neck: "I knew you wouldn't."

Things were completely out of control, and he was becoming increasingly audacious.

Yu Qiao didn't know where she got the courage, but she actually slapped him hard: "You, calm down!"

A handprint immediately appeared, and Xie Zhuo's face swelled up.

Xie Zhu tilted his head, and a strange, soft laugh escaped from his throat.

Yu Qiao felt a strong sense of unease rising in her heart. She saw him slowly raise his eyelids, his long, narrow black eyes like black holes, filled with unknown fear and gloom.

He smiled sickly and took the hand that had hit him, gently rubbing it in his palm.

Yu Qiao's phoenix eyes widened slightly, her pupils gradually splitting. Her bitten lips trembled. She felt a chill run down her spine. She wanted to retreat, but there was nowhere to retreat. Her voice trembled as she said, "Xie Zhuo."

"You, don't do this..."

"Really, you shouldn't do this."