Chapter 14 Who gave it to me?

Her eyes were fixed on something not far away.

Lin Qing was leaning out of a half-open door, holding a somewhat old stuffed rabbit in his hand.

That is...

Gu Miaomiao's mind buzzed, and she rushed forward and snatched the rabbit doll away!

"Who gave you permission to move?"

She hugged the doll tightly, her eyes icy.

"Everything here, every stitch and thread, is my treasured possession!"

"No one is allowed to touch it!"

Lin Qing was frightened by the cold light in Gu Miaomiao's eyes and took several steps back, hiding behind Jiang Yanbai.

She poked her head out timidly.

"Brother Yanbai, this is just an old, worn-out doll. I...I thought the young lady didn't want it anymore, so I thought of cleaning it up for her..."

Jiang Yanbai's eyes darkened and he stretched out his hand as fast as lightning.

He snatched the ragdoll rabbit away and threw it mercilessly onto the cold, smooth floor.

Then, a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped on it hard, crushing and spinning.

"Sizzle!"

The subtle sound of cloth tearing was like a blunt knife cutting into Gu Miaomiao's heart.

Jiang Yanbai looked down at all this coldly.

"This isn't the Gu family, this is the Jiang family! Qingqing wants to live in this room. All of this eyesore junk must be thrown out!"

Gu Miaomiao felt a surge of blood rushing to her head.

She suddenly exerted force, knocking Jiang Yanbai in front of her to stagger half a step.

Then she pounced on the ragdoll rabbit on the ground, picked it up carefully, and gently patted the dust off it.

Those bloodshot eyes, now burning with rage, stared directly at Jiang Yanbai.

"Then you can leave your room for her to live in!"

Her voice was hoarse but powerful.

"If you want to touch my things, you should consider whether Lin Qing is worthy enough!"

Lin Qing supported Jiang Yanbai, who was almost unstable, in time, and his eyes turned red instantly.

She sniffed, her voice full of grievance.

She picked up the suitcase at her feet and said in a choked voice, "Brother Yanbai, I'd better go downstairs...stay in the nanny's room downstairs."

"It doesn't matter to me, as long as I can stay with my brother..."

Gu Miaomiao sneered, and before Jiang Yanbai could speak, her eyes swept across Lin Qing like a sharp blade.

"You're the one who should be living in the nanny's room."

"Don't think that just because you've used some shady tactics and stayed by Jiang Yanbai's side, you can forget about your own limitations."

She looked at Lin Qing with undisguised eyes, contemptuous and straightforward.

As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Miaomiao stuffed the ravaged ragdoll rabbit in her hand into Jiang Yanbai's stunned arms.

"Don't you know how important this rabbit is to me?"

She took a step closer, raised her head, and looked straight into his bottomless black eyes.

"Have you forgotten who gave it to me?!"

Jiang Yanbai felt a tightness in his chest from being poked by the stuffed rabbit.

Of course he knew that it was not long after he came to Gu Miaomiao's side, and they had a brief period of peaceful coexistence.

He remembered that he spent all his savings to buy the rabbit from a roadside stall.

Just to make her smile, but she didn't react much at that time.

Lin Qing saw Jiang Yanbai holding the broken rabbit with a gloomy expression, lost in some kind of contemplation, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

She hurriedly reached out and gently shook Jiang Yanbai's arm.

"Brother Yanbai, what's wrong with you? The eldest lady received so many gifts, they piled up like a mountain. How could Brother Yanbai remember which one was given by whom?"

She glanced at Gu Miaomiao.

"The eldest lady is always like this, always forcing others to consider everything for her. But who will consider Brother Yanbai?"

"Brother Yanbai suffered so much because of her..."

Jiang Yanbai forcibly suppressed the emotions surging in his chest.

"Okay, stop talking."

His voice returned to its usual cold hardness.

"You, go live downstairs for the time being."

Jiang Yanbai's voice was extremely cold, interrupting Lin Qing.

He held the stuffed rabbit tightly in his hand, his knuckles turned white, veins popped out on his forehead, and he twitched.

Lin Qing looked at him, her heart trembling, not daring to say another word.

She picked up her suitcase and ran downstairs quickly.

Gu Miaomiao watched this brief farce come to an end, a smile on her lips.

She took a step forward and forcibly pulled the stuffed rabbit back from Jiang Yanbai's stiff hands.

"It seems that Mr. Jiang's memory is better than I thought."

Her voice was teasing, but her eyes were cold as ice.

After saying that, Gu Miaomiao hugged the rabbit and turned to walk towards her bedroom.

As soon as I put my hand on the door handle and hadn't turned it, a powerful force attacked me from behind.

Jiang Yanbai's hot chest pressed against her back.

He wrapped one arm around her waist like an iron hoop.

The other hand reached over her shoulder and pushed the door open. After she entered, he slammed the door shut and locked it.

Inside the room, the curtains were closed, blocking out the light.

"I not only remember that it was a gift I gave you. I also remember how you tore it open from its back with your own hands right in front of me."

The moment the words fell.

“Tear—”

Gu Miaomiao felt a chill on her shoulders. Her pajamas were roughly torn open at the shoulder strap by him.

Gu Miaomiao subconsciously crossed her arms and protected her chest.

He exerted force with his big palms and easily pried her arms apart, twisting them behind her back.

Then he ran his other hand through her hair and grabbed it hard, forcing her head back.

He dragged her and pushed her against the cold dressing table in a few steps.

The mirror reflected the entangled figures of the two people.

There was no warmth in Jiang Yanbai's voice.

"You can try it too. How about it?"

"don't want!"

Gu Miaomiao's refusal came out without hesitation.

However, that faint resistance was drowned out by his next action.

With a whoosh.

Jiang Yanbai swept all the bottles and jars on the dressing table with his arm, and they fell to the ground with a ping-pong sound.

He pressed Gu Miaomiao heavily onto the cold, hard surface.

The other hand pinched her chin, forcing her to lift her face and look at her disheveled self in the mirror.

She looked in the mirror with messy hair and humiliation in her eyes.

I don’t know how long it took, but Gu Miaomiao leaned weakly on the cold dressing table.

Jiang Yanbai finally stood up. He straightened his slightly wrinkled shirt cuffs, his eyes expressionless.

He turned around, without even looking at her, opened the door and walked out.

The door closed gently behind him with a soft click.

Gu Miaomiao froze in place for a long time. She held onto the edge of the dressing table and stood up tremblingly.

She walked barefoot into the bathroom step by step. After a quick shower, she threw herself heavily onto the soft big bed.

I glanced at my phone and saw that the screen was dimly lit. It was three o'clock in the morning.