Downstairs at the clothing company, two expensive cars collided, and yellow police tape cordoned off the accident scene.

Fu Chengze didn't have time to dodge, and the huge force of the impact caused him to crash into her, resulting in some minor abrasions, but nothing serious.

There was a long tire mark on the asphalt road, as if left by a sudden stop.

He felt a wave of dizziness and didn't see who had bumped into him.

When I got out of the car to check, the other person was already gone.

He was not in mortal danger, but the murderous intent in the last moment before the car crashed into him terrified Fu Chengze.

"Investigate! We must find him! I want him to rot in jail!"

Fu Chengze roared at the traffic police.

"Mr. Fu, please calm down. We will do our best to investigate the truth."

After receiving the news, Gou Ge rushed to the scene.

Instead of receiving a call from Gu Qingyan, they received a call from the traffic police.

Fu Chengze and Gou Ge went to give their statements, and the onlookers downstairs gradually dispersed.

A discreet Rolls-Royce slowly pulled up in front of the clothing company.

Xu Zhaozhao was dragged out of the clothing company by Gu Qingyan and put into the Rolls-Royce.

Yan Jie followed behind, but couldn't keep up with the two of them at all.

She is Xu Zhaozhao's agent and is also in the entertainment industry, so she naturally recognizes Gu Qingyan.

“Zhaozhao…”

She shouted from behind.

Xu Zhaozhao hurriedly turned around, shook her head at Sister Yan, and told her not to chase after them.

Yan Jie's steps froze on the spot.

He watched helplessly as Gu Qingyan put Xu Zhaozhao in a Rolls-Royce and drove her away.

I felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

So what if she stopped him? Gu Qingyan is not someone she can afford to offend.

...

Xu Zhaozhao and Gu Qingyan sat in the back seat of the car. She sat on his lap, trapped in his arms.

His suit jacket was draped over her, covering the two pieces of fabric.

Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and even though she stopped shedding tears, she looked like a wronged little white rabbit.

Neither of them spoke. Gu Qingyan didn't look at her, but the force binding her didn't lessen.

"Gu Qingyan, what exactly do you want?"

Gu Qingyan finally lowered his head, his peach blossom eyes fixed on her, "You're disobedient."

If someone disobeys, of course they should be locked up.

Xu Zhaozhao was confused and explained, "I didn't want to take a picture with him. I've already asked Sister Yan to talk to him about it."

When she heard Fu Chengze's name, she decided to give up the 50 million.

Before they could even communicate, Gu Qingyan locked her in the fitting room and has now forcibly taken her away.

"It's too late."

Two words sent Xu Zhaozhao's heart sinking to the bottom.

Feeling utterly exhausted, Xu Zhaozhao simply leaned against Gu Qingyan's chest.

This guy is angry right now, we can't talk to him. Let him calm down first, then we can talk properly.

Xu Zhaozhao had only been in this world for a short time and was not very familiar with the capital. The unfamiliar roads outside the window made her feel uneasy.

The car stopped in front of a villa; its black and white color scheme was somewhat eerie.

He picked Xu Zhaozhao up and carried her into the villa. It wasn't until they entered the master bedroom that Xu Zhaozhao realized something was wrong.

Click.

Gu Qingyan picked up the footcuffs at the foot of the bed and cuffed her right foot.

Is this... imprisoning her?

Xu Zhaozhao's anger flared up instantly. She glared at him and shouted, "Gu Qingyan, what do you think you're doing?!"

Gu Qingyan gently patted her back, as if to comfort her, and whispered, "Zhaozhao, how about we leave the entertainment industry?"

"I will stay here with you."

Those hands didn't soothe Xu Zhaozhao at all; instead, they gave her goosebumps all over her body.

madman.

Xu Zhaozhao could only think of this word to describe him.

"Gu Qingyan, we're a contractual couple, what right do you have to tell me what to do?"

"Even if I want to take a picture with Fu Chengze, what right do you have to tell me what to do?"

"What right do you have to handcuff me?!"

Three objects were thrown at Gu Qingyan. Xu Zhaozhao's right foot struggled incessantly, and soon a thin red mark appeared.

Although Xu Zhaozhao is usually quite timid, when she's stubborn, she can be incredibly stubborn.

Even as Gu Qingyan's gaze grew increasingly somber, Xu Zhaozhao remained undaunted.

"If you want to back out, go ahead and back out, don't drag me into this, you're crazy!"

Gu Qingyan, like a beast that had been lying in wait for a long time, was finally provoked and shut her up from her incessant chatter.

That mouth of his always manages to say things that make him angry.

He pressed down on her struggling right leg with his right hand, rendering her unable to move.

They were kissing, but there was no romantic atmosphere at all; instead, it felt like a battle between enemies.

Soon, a strong smell of blood spread between the two.

After they separated, both of their lips were covered in blood, but Xu Zhaozhao still glared at him, refusing to admit defeat.

"I not only want to take photos with Fu Chengze, but I also want to take photos with young heartthrobs and ten male models."

Xu Zhaozhao's lips curled into a sarcastic smile. "Is it any of your business, Gu Qingyan?"

Gu Qingyan tightened his grip on her right ankle, squeezing it so hard it hurt.

After a long while, Gu Qingyan got up, slammed the door, and left.

If Gu Qingyan looked at her again, he was afraid he would strangle her.

...

As soon as he stepped out of the room, he found someone waiting for him—Chi Li.

He was wearing a white coat and stood in the living room watching him.

Gu Qingyan walked to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and Chi Li followed and stood beside him.

The white mist obscured Gu Qingyan's face. He looked up at Chi Li and asked, "Why are you here?"

“I heard from Brother Gou that you’re not feeling well.”

He moved a little closer to Gu Qingyan and continued, "Besides, you hit someone with your car."

Gu Qingyan's lips curled into a sarcastic smile as he flicked away a few specks of cigarette ash. "Isn't he still alive and well?"

Chi Li frowned. "Yan, your condition improved significantly a few days ago. Did something happen?"

Gu Qingyan remained silent.

He waited until the cigarette burned out before speaking: "Chi Li, is there something you really want?"

"You have?"

Chi Li asked in return, but Gu Qingyan did not answer him.

His gaze shifted to the closed door of the master bedroom. "Her?"

Gu Qingyan still did not answer.

In Chi Li's view, this was tantamount to tacit agreement.

She sighed, "Yan, you don't love her, and she doesn't love you. It's just your possessiveness that's causing this."

No one knew Gu Qingyan's condition better than him.

If Gu Qingyan could fall in love with someone so easily, he wouldn't need a psychologist like him.

"It's okay, as long as I get it."

He laughed indifferently, and... somewhat cruelly.

"Do you think you've got her by imprisoning her?"

It might backfire and cause you to lose her forever.

Before Chi Li could finish his sentence, Gu Qingyan hurriedly threw away the burnt-out cigarette butt in his hand, and walked towards the master bedroom with somewhat flustered steps, opening the door.

Red, everywhere you look is red.

Xu Zhaozhao's right foot struggled incessantly, and even the worn-out shackles tore her flesh, causing blood to flow onto the snow-white bedding, a glaring red.