Chapter 71 Are you satisfied now?

Either die or keep lying.

In Pei Jingxu's choice, there is no way to retreat.

"Boom—"

There was a loud thunder outside the door!

The woman shuddered subconsciously again, but she looked at the man with a pale face and never sought "support" from him again.

“Wow—”

The heavy rain seemed to wash away all the filth in the world.

Rong Jianxue looked at her steadily, as if she thought she had misheard.

for a long time.

He moved his fingertips slightly, blinked slowly, and frowned: "What did you say?"

Pei Jingxu smiled and cried, her voice trembling, her petite body trembling as well, but she still spoke with tears in her voice, emphasizing each word: "I said, the year I came of age, I was almost raped."

Her whole body was shaking.

It seemed that the memory was too embarrassing for her.

"That person was in a high position and wanted to do something indecent to me, but I was sober and screamed for help, which attracted the attention of others."

"He was worried that I would spread this matter and damage his reputation. Since the Pei family is a royal merchant, he didn't dare to act rashly. He could only threaten me with money."

"He said I could name my price as long as I kept the matter to myself."

Rong Jianxue's throat moved, his eyes dim and unclear, but he still said in a hoarse voice: "But the Pei family is not short of money. You won't compromise for money."

"Then Master, what do you think I can do?" Pei Jingxu cried and yelled at the man, "What do you think I should do?"

"I'm telling everyone in the world, I was almost raped by that guy, but I woke up and resisted during the process. Does that mean I'm still innocent?!"

She didn't care about her tears falling, and looked at Rong Jianxue without blinking: "No one will believe it."

"I... I already had a crush on Jilang at that time, but I didn't dare spread the news. I was worried that he would dislike me..."

She lowered her head in frustration, like a flower that had lost its vitality and beauty.

"If possible, I would also like to file a complaint with the Dali Temple and have him sentenced to death. I can't even die..."

"But I can't help it. I'm worried that he will take revenge on my parents, and that Erlang will hate me..."

"I can only pretend that this never happened..."

"Patta, patta—"

Tears fell on his eyelashes, and Rong Jianxue looked at her steadily, his expression unreadable.

She cried softly, and the thunder outside the door frightened her so much that she trembled uncontrollably, but she kept a distance from him and did not move closer to him.

"I admit, when you asked me about Hua Xiangrong just now, I remembered this matter again..."

"I, I didn't want anyone to know, so I lied to you."

"Master Shaofu, are you satisfied now?"

Because of the trembling, her words were even intermittent and difficult to hear clearly.

The woman's tears fell harder than ever before, and her long eyelashes covered all the light and darkness in her eyes.

"If you still don't believe me, you can go check Hua Xiangrong's accounts from the early years. A large sum of money was added to Hua Xiangrong's account book for no reason. I asked someone to add it, and my parents didn't know about it."

She didn't know how long she cried.

Until above his head, the man's voice was hoarse and rough: "I... don't know."

A thunder was heard, and Pei Jingxu was so frightened that even her crying was choked.

The next second, she was slowly and firmly engulfed in the embrace of the scent of agarwood.

——Rong Jianxue hugged her.

Pei Jingxu was still crying, like a helpless duckweed, no longer trusting anyone.

After an unknown amount of time, the crying gradually subsided.

"Master Young Master, are you satisfied with the results of this interrogation..."

She murmured, her tone calm and indifferent.

The man on top of her head said nothing, but tightened his grip on her waist.

Jasmine and agarwood are intertwined. In fact, when Pei Jingxu came, he applied a very small amount of love fragrance on his neck.

She struggled a few times in his arms, the fragrance dissipated, and he held her tighter.

He still didn't speak, and the change was subtle, so he just took it as a normal reaction to her struggle.

Pei Jingxu lowered her eyelids and suddenly chuckled. She broke free from his embrace and put a hand on his shoulder.

Rong Jianxue frowned, and before he could react, he was pushed to the ground.

“Crash—”

The pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the table were scattered all over the floor.

Even the Pixiu pen holder fell to the ground and no one knew where it went.

Rong Jianxue frowned and looked at Pei Jingxu.

The woman smiled, but stretched out a hand and moved her fingertips around.

"Master Master, please don't tell anyone else..."

"A Xu doesn't want to be disliked by Er Lang..."

Her voice was clearly sweet and seductive, but her eyes were filled with tears, which made me feel pity for her.

Her body was trembling, and her eyes looking at him were like the vast ocean of stars.

"Pei Jingxu!"

He reacted suddenly, grabbed her wrist and lifted her up, his eyes wide open: "What are you going to do!?"

Pei Jingxu tilted her head and smiled, her eyes misty with tears.

She said nothing, her free hand resting on his chest.

Rong Jianxue's pupils contracted violently, and she immediately raised her hand as well: "Are you crazy!?"

He fixed his eyes on her and assured her word by word, "I won't tell anyone about this."

——It’s a promise to her.

But now, she no longer believed him, let alone any of his promises.

Only willing to believe in naked "transactions".

"Now, get out!"

Rong Jianxue said this, his voice unusually hoarse.

The rain outside was getting heavier, accompanied by thunder, lightning and strong winds.

Pei Jingxu smiled, letting the tears fall: "Master Master, do you think Ah Xu still has room to retreat?"

No.

Since I no longer trust him, that promise is no longer credible and important.

"Pei Jingxu, how is what you did different from betraying him?!"

Pei Jingxu raised his eyebrows and laughed at himself: "Yeah, what's the difference..."

"It's just Ah Xu deceiving himself..."

As he spoke, Pei Jingxu leaned over and placed his warm and cool lips on his neck.

The touch was dense and had a hint of rain, but it didn't count as a kiss.

"Master Master, just think of it as Ah Xu begging you, okay..."

She called him, Master Master.

Indifferent and distant, as if the two people did not know each other.

"Pei! Jing! Xu!"

The corners of Rong Jianxue's eyes instantly turned red, and he grabbed her hand again in panic and anger.

“It’s me…”

The woman's words seemed to carry a special magic, and she just responded softly.

The man's eyes were dim and he said nothing more.

The Buddhist beads on her wrist swayed slightly, crossing her lower back, causing pain in her bones.

Pei Jingxu raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile of success flashed in his eyes.