The man's dark eyes were as calm as ice and snow, and Jiang Yue quickly looked away.
Fu Qingnian was silent for a moment, the faint smell of alcohol on his body dissipating quietly in the breeze. He asked casually, "How long can you keep fooling her?"
The divorce proceedings will have to be completed sooner or later.
The Qin family would never let her suffer a loss. Even if they had planned a marriage alliance before, the marriage has already come to this point, and it would be difficult for Zhou Ji to back out now.
It would be neither appropriate nor worthwhile to break ties with the Qin family.
Zhou Ji glanced at him calmly; the man's black suit made him appear even colder and more ruthless. "My marriage is none of your concern."
His tone was indifferent.
The words he uttered were somewhat heartless.
Fu Qingnian was expressionless year-round, his face even colder than an iceberg. However, under the lights of the banquet hall, his eyebrows and eyes were subtly revealed. He said, "Qin Zhao has disliked you for a long time. He cherishes this younger sister so much. Do you think he can just let you do whatever you want with her?"
That being said.
However, the Qin family and the Zhou family are evenly matched.
They have been family friends for many years and are unlikely to be willing to go to great lengths to break off relations.
Zhou Ji said indifferently, "Looks like you have a lot of free time."
Fu Qingnian is not idle. He can clearly analyze the advantages and disadvantages of others and see right from wrong at a glance, but he can never see clearly when it comes to his own affairs.
He treats people he likes the same way he treats his subordinates.
If bribery fails, coercion will suffice.
He used his useless brother's life to blackmail his sister-in-law.
His sister-in-law was timid as a mouse. After being scared a few times, she did give in, but at night she would always try to please him while crying.
Fu Qingnian never knew that women could shed so many tears.
It was as if no matter how much they cried, it would never end.
His timid sister-in-law secretly bought him a plane ticket to go abroad. If he hadn't discovered it by accident, she would have run away by now.
A person whose emotions are becoming more stable.
When they go crazy, they become even more terrifying.
Fu Qingnian scared people half to death this time. When he got home, the people in the bedroom heard his footsteps going upstairs and hid under the bed in fear.
It was truly a situation that left him both amused and exasperated.
Coming to his senses, Fu Qingnian felt that Zhou Ji was quite good at poking people where it hurt; a few words spoken lightly were enough to make people feel upset.
Fu Qingnian felt that Zhou Ji was a little different from before.
Subtle changes are difficult to detect.
It's not very obvious, but you can still tell.
He abandoned all pretense of gentleness, too lazy to even act anymore, and seemed to have more patience, silently setting up an inescapable trap.
His strategic and commanding demeanor makes it difficult for anyone to guess what he's thinking.
Colder and more ruthless.
Zhou Ji himself did not feel that way. He could no longer get rid of those ambiguous dreams, dreaming of the prosperous imperial city day and night.
The girl in red riding a horse.
And then there's the man in the dream, speaking in a hoarse, pained voice: "Make him stop!"
The excruciating pain in his chest woke Zhou Ji from his dreams several times, leaving him covered in cold sweat and pale-faced.
He watched that man climb to a high position step by step, using any means necessary.
The man had killed countless people, rising to power by stepping on the blood of many. His cold, pale face was almost devoid of human life.
Like a demon crawling out of the abyss.
To achieve one's goals, one will stop at nothing.
Zhou Ji was also this kind of person—impartial, ruthless, and with cold blood flowing through his veins.
…
Jiang Yue finally found a chance to escape from the banquet and went outside to get some fresh air.
The light outside was dim when suddenly a pair of hands appeared, grabbed her wrists, and pulled her tightly into his arms. His breath was slightly heavy, and his voice fell into her ear.
Jiang Yue felt his embrace tighten around her and said, "Zhou Ji, let me go."
The man's fingertips gently kneaded her shoulder blades on the back of her neck, gradually moving upwards until they landed on the soft flesh of her nape.
Jiang Yue's whole body went limp, as if she had been electrocuted by a tiny electric current.
The woman's cherry lips parted slightly, but as soon as she opened her mouth, someone blocked her throat. She tried to struggle, but the man pressed the back of her head down even harder.
This kiss was more intense than ever before.
She felt like he was almost touching her throat.
The man's eyes were pure black, his appearance was aloof and cold, and he was noble and unapproachable, yet at this moment he seemed to have been dragged down to earth by the god of lust.
The proud, aloof flower on a high mountain fell from its pedestal overnight.
The crimson in his eyes seemed to be an intense, awe-inspiring possessiveness as he gently stroked the girl in his arms, who was now powerless to struggle.
His deep gaze seemed to transform into chains that bound her tightly in his arms.
He gazed at her, the moonlight illuminating his pale skin. He whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse, "Mine."
"Princess."
These words, when they reached Jiang Yue's ears, filled her with a dense sense of unease.
A chill ran through my bones.
In the past, Zhou Ji would call her "Princess" with a smile, half joking and half serious. She only felt ashamed of being treated like a child and didn't think Zhou Ji was being serious at all.
Her tongue was numb from his kisses and still a little sore.
Her lips were red and swollen.
He doesn't speak very fluently.
Zhou Ji used to like kissing her, but not like he did just now—
Like a fierce, cold-blooded predator.
Ambitious and making no attempt to hide his wolfish nature.
This was the first time Jiang Yue had felt fear, a fear of this cold, ruthless plunder.
She took a deep breath, her throat still a little sore when she spoke, and said, "I am not your princess."
Zhou Ji's fingertips gently pierced her soft, long hair. The man lowered his eyelashes, making it impossible to discern the expression on his face.
He did not try to force her to accept it.
Instead, she casually remarked, "You like being called 'Princess'."
Jiang Yue always felt that there was something hidden in his words.
She does like it.
But I don't like Zhou Ji like that.
It made her feel uneasy.
Zhou Ji patted her head, then changed the subject: "Are you going to move into the Qin family's house?"
Jiang Yue stared at him, trying to find some flaw in his face, but after silently staring at him for a long time, she couldn't find anything wrong.
"Qin Zhao is very busy with work and may not be able to take care of you when something comes up. Your father and mother also often have to travel for work..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yue interrupted him, "I can stay wherever I want."
Zhou Ji gently hummed in agreement, "I'll go with you."
The night was deep, and this was not a deserted place.
Even in the dim light, some people still noticed this place.
Qin Zhao approached and saw Zhou Ji and his sister, who were almost touching.
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