Chapter 75 Regret

She didn't move. Not even a little bit. Not since the moment he pushed past her.

Come... In her heart, this plate of pastries that once represented sweetness and intimacy has long been like poison that penetrates the intestines!

She was on guard against him like a thief, like a poisonous snake that could bite back at any time!

This realization was even more heartbreaking than Chen He's previous question!

An uncontrollable violent energy suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart!

"Oh……"

A very low sneer, full of self-mockery and madness, escaped from his throat.

He suddenly raised his hand, not to take the plate of pastries, but to pick up the cup of tea in front of him that had already gone cold!

The tea was ice-cold, just like his current mood.

He raised his head and drank the cup of cold tea in one gulp!

The tea slid down his throat, icy cold, but it could not extinguish the rage and despair burning in his heart!

Since words cannot communicate and trust has long collapsed, let's use the most direct and brutal way to tear apart this suffocating barrier!

"Chen He!"

He stood up suddenly, moving as fast as an enraged leopard!

The tables and chairs made a harsh friction sound!

He crossed the distance between them in a few steps and grabbed Shen He's neck again with his big hand!

It was not the tentative, hesitant grip beside the rockery.

This time, his fingers tightened with unquestionable strength and a madness that was almost destructive!

Shen He's breath was instantly choked!

Her pupils shrank sharply as she looked at the handsome face in front of her that was distorted with anger and pain!

It's like this again! He's always like this! When he's angry, he only expresses himself in this way!

Before Chen He could react, Xue Minglan suddenly lowered his head!

His lips crashed against hers harshly and punishingly!

The cold lips with the bitter taste of tea ground into her softness.

This is not a kiss.

This was an invasion! It was an outburst! It was his most primitive and barbaric declaration of powerlessness!

What shocked her even more was that—

He pried open her lips and teeth, and forced the cold tea mixed with his anger that she had not yet swallowed into her mouth!

The bitter tea, carrying his body temperature and despair, was poured into her mouth rudely, choking her to the point of almost suffocating!

“Hmm…!”

Chen He struggled violently, pushing his chest with both hands!

Humiliation! Angry! Disgusted!

All kinds of emotions instantly overwhelmed her!

In this chaotic shoving, Shen He's fingers touched a cold and hard object.

It was the hairpin! The one she had hidden in her sleeve! She had taken it out before the appointment, just in case!

In a flash!

A hint of resolute coldness flashed in Chen He's eyes!

She clenched her hairpin tightly, and with all her strength, she stabbed the crazy man in front of her fiercely!

“Puff!”

There was a dull sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh!

Xue Minglan's body suddenly stiffened!

The hand that was pinching her neck loosened its grip instantly.

He lowered his head in disbelief.

An exquisite silver hairpin stained with his blood was stuck in his left chest!

Not too deep, but painful enough!

Bright red blood was slowly seeping out from the wound, staining his moon-white clothes red.

It hurts... it hurts so much... but this pain instantly cleared his confused and crazy mind.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Shen He.

She was gasping for breath, her face was pale, and there were traces of tea at the corners of her mouth that he had forced upon her. However, her eyes were as cold as a knife, and carried a cruel look of someone who had survived a disaster.

And in her hand, she was still tightly holding the hairpin that had just pierced him!

She actually hit him!

She was actually carrying a weapon from the very beginning!!

Dead silence.

Suffocating silence.

A few seconds later—

"Oh……"

Xue Minglan suddenly chuckled.

The laughter started out low and had a strange meaning.

Then, it became louder and louder!

“Hahaha…hahahahaha…”

He covered his chest and his body trembled violently because of laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world!

“Okay… okay…”

He laughed and spoke intermittently.

What was he laughing at? At her decisiveness? At her defensiveness? Or at himself for being so foolish as to think there was still room for change between them?

As he laughed, two lines of hot liquid uncontrollably slid down from his red eye sockets.

They were tears. Tears of despair mixed with his manic laughter.

He stretched out a trembling finger, pointed at Chen He, then pointed at the hairpin on his chest, and laughed so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.

"Ah He!"

"You've been on guard against me to this extent since the very beginning!"

"You even have to bring a weapon to a date!"

It turned out that it wasn't alienation or testing, but rather that they had already classified him as an enemy! They were ready to strike him a fatal blow at any moment!

His laughter echoed in the private room, shrill and sad.

Like a fragmented elegy, it announces the complete death of something.

The plate of hawthorn cake that no one wanted to eat lay quietly on the table, as red as a scar that would never heal.

Suddenly, the tears on Xue Minglan's face had not yet dried, but his eyes suddenly became cold and sharp, like ice spikes soaked in poison.

The desperation in that laughter was instantly replaced by a darker, more destructive emotion.

He stared at Chen He intently, the wound on his chest was still bleeding, and the red on his moon-white collar was glaring and shocking.

The next moment!

Xue Minglan took a sudden step forward!

Shen He's heart skipped a beat and he stepped back subconsciously!

But it was too late.

A large hand like an iron clamp suddenly clamped her waist with irresistible force!

The force was so great that it almost crushed her bones!

"Ah!" Shen He cried out in pain.

At the same time, the other hand roughly pulled her long hair that was draped around her waist!

Her black hair was entangled in his fingers, like a fragile chain, tying her pain to his madness.

There was a sharp stinging pain in the scalp!

Chen He was forced to raise his chin, his body was dragged by his brute force, and his back suddenly hit the exquisite carved wooden railing of the private room!

"ah!"

The railing was as cold and hard as iron. The impact made her dizzy and her eyes flashed with stars.

Xue Minglan took advantage of the situation and pressed down, trapping her tightly between himself and the cold railings, leaving no room for her to move.

He leaned over, and his warm breath mixed with the pungent smell of blood and deep hatred rushed towards her, burning her cheeks.

"Look at me!"

He growled, his voice hoarse, like a stone polished by wind and sand, carrying an imposing pressure that could not be ignored.

Shen He was powerless to resist and could only force herself to meet his gaze.

What a sinister pair of eyes they were——

Scarlet, crazy, full of undisguised desire for destruction, and a hint of paranoia that was almost desperate that she had never seen before.

"Chen He."

He spoke each word clearly, almost squeezing it out through his teeth.

"You shouldn't humiliate me like this."

His fingers suddenly tightened around her hair!

"Hiss—" Chen He gasped in pain, tears almost bursting out.

"You'll regret this!"

He moved closer, his forehead almost touching hers, the extreme emotions in his eyes were like an impenetrable net, tightly grasping Shen He!

At this moment, Shen He was really scared.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, but I'm afraid of the uncontrolled madness of the man in front of me.

After being reborn, she has been cautious in every step, calculating people's hearts, facing conspiracies and tricks, and witnessing murderous intentions, but there has never been one thing that made her feel such deep and pure fear from the bottom of her heart as she does now!