Chapter 62 Private Photos from the Hospital.
The next day at noon, Yu Wu was eating lunch when she received a call from Ao Ziye, who said that Cheng Yi was sick and hospitalized, and asked if she wanted to visit him.
"...What's wrong with him?" Yu Wu put down her chopsticks and asked with a frown.
"It's an old problem, my stomach ailment flared up and I was still drinking. It's quite serious. Are you coming?"
Yu Wu hesitated for a moment, “...He has a girlfriend.”
Someone called to Ao Ziye, and he responded with a "hey," before turning back to him and saying, "I'll talk to you later. Come and take a look when you have time."
The call ended.
Yu Wu put down her phone, lowered her eyelashes, and lost her appetite.
Is his condition serious?
My mind was a jumble of thoughts. Just how badly had Cheng Yi ruined his body?
He clearly possesses such a strong will and physical strength.
Is it because of her?
......
Her constant anxiety had significantly reduced her work efficiency. When she got home that evening, Yu Wu received another WeChat message from Ao Ziye.
Ao Ziye: [Come and see, you look quite haggard.]
Yu Wu felt that lingering ties were particularly bad, especially since he already had a fiancée.
She replied coldly, "I'm not coming."
......
Ao Ziye handed the message to Cheng Yi, who was lying pale on the hospital bed, and scoffed at him, "They're not coming!"
Cheng Yi glanced at him coldly, then snatched the phone expressionlessly and typed rapidly: "I'm here alone now; I have to leave later."
Another message was posted: [He fainted again and was taken to the emergency room.]
Yu Wu: [Where's his girlfriend?]
Cheng Yi stared at his phone screen for a while, then, not intending to say anything more, picked up his phone with a blank expression and sent a message.
[If you haven't arrived by 8:30, Ke Yanchen will receive your private photos by 9:00.]
Two minutes passed with no reply, so Cheng Yi went berserk and intensified his efforts.
[There are even more shocking videos, should I send them to him?]
Yu Wu received the message calmly, even letting out a low, disdainful laugh. Someone who had just been rushed to the emergency room had time to send her threatening messages?
Just as Cheng Yi had predicted, Yu Wu replied with two words: 【Bitch.】
Reply: [Address.]
After sending the address, Cheng Yi glanced at the gray sky outside the window and fell into a long silence.
Ao Ziye and Shu Yueqiao, who was in the corner, exchanged a glance and wisely went outside to wait.
Cheng Yi kept checking his phone, but never took the initiative to contact her. He clearly wanted Yu Wu to come, but he wouldn't speak up. Instead, he was always finding fault with Ao Ziye and Shu Yueqiao.
A stubborn donkey.
*
When Yu Wu arrived outside Cheng Yi's ward, she saw Ao Ziye and Shu Yueqiao, let out a contemptuous snort, and glared at Ao Ziye.
Ao Ziye, who was usually reckless and willful, couldn't hold his head up in front of Yu Wu and awkwardly avoided her gaze.
With a click, Yu Wu opened the ward door.
It was already 8:20 PM. The sky was dark, and the lights in the room were off. Only the cold white light from the medical equipment and the rhythmic beeping of the instruments rippled through the empty ward. The air was slightly cool, and the nasal cavity was filled with the smell of disinfectant.
He leaned against the headboard, thin and listless, his face pale. He glanced at her indifferently, his gaze calm and unwavering. His eyes moved from her face to her collarbone, noticing the dark red antique gemstone necklace she was wearing.
It was the one Ke Yanchen gave her when he confessed his love.
He remained silent.
Wearing high heels, Yu Wu walked towards him step by step, gritting her teeth, gathering her strength, and with a loud slap, she slapped him hard across the face with all her might.
"You bitch," she cursed through gritted teeth.
Half of my arm is numb.
Cheng Yi turned his head to the side after being hit by her, his thin eyelids lowered, and he chuckled shamelessly.
It had been a very long time since he had been alone with her in a private, narrow space, and his Adam's apple and all the muscles in his body were trembling and tense.
A soft fragrance, a deadly temptation.
"When was it taken?" she asked calmly.
Cheng Yi half-lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, "Guess."
Another slap.
Yu Wu raised her hand and grabbed his collar tightly. "What the hell are you doing?"
Are you going to break up with me or not?
The two closed the distance between them, their breaths mingling as they stared intently at each other, each holding firm to their position and refusing to back down.
Anger boiled and burned in Yu Wu's eyes as she spoke, each word distinct: "Why should I listen to you?"
He glanced at her calmly, his handsome features cold and aloof.
In the darkness, only the cold ticking of instruments could be heard. In the distance, the muffled thud of a cart wheel rolling over the floor echoed from the corridor, gradually fading away as it approached.
Cheng Yi's handsome features were partially obscured by the light. He abruptly sat up and shoved her onto the bed, the metal hooks of the IV stand clinking softly. He forcefully suppressed Yu Wu's struggles, pinning her hands to the headboard. He breathed heavily, his voice sinister: "Didn't you want to know when it was filmed? Hmm?"
"Cheng Yi, you're a fucking lunatic!" Yu Wu struggled, trying to break free of his restraints.
He chuckled softly and breathed lightly into her ear: "Kneeling position."
"At that time, you were only thinking about yourself, and you were shaking like a leaf."
Yu Wu was overwhelmed by an indescribable sense of humiliation. She was so angry at the sarcasm that her mind went blank. She raised her knee and slammed it into him hard, then opened her mouth and bit down hard on his shoulder, wishing she could bite off a piece of his flesh.
Cheng Yi knew he had gone too far; it was all because of her. He pursed his lips, gave a muffled groan, and endured it, panting slightly, his eyes lowering, still letting her bite him.
He only let go when Yu Wu's mouth was full of blood and her teeth ached. She glared at him hatefully, panting heavily.
This person seemed oblivious to pain, refusing to utter a single sound.
Cheng Yi's heart pounded uncontrollably. He held her wrist with one hand, while the pads of his other fingers gently slid down her cheek. Every place their skin touched sent shivers down his spine, a mixture of dryness and itchiness. He followed her neck to the antique ruby necklace at her collarbone and snapped it off with a sharp tug.
"Deliberately trying to provoke me? Saying I'm a free gigolo? That Ke Yanchen's skills are better than mine? Hmm?"
He deliberately breathed into her ear, his soft, hot lips lightly touching her earlobe.
Such an intimate position sent a strong sense of transgression through Yuwu's spine. Strange sensations swept through her nerve endings, and she breathed heavily, pursing her lips, glaring at him defiantly.
"Delete the photos."
"I'll delete you if you break up with me."
We've come full circle.
There was no reasoning with this person. A direct confrontation wouldn't work, so she started to soften her stance. Her eyes reddened, her pupils glistened with tears, and she said softly, "Xiao Yi, don't make me hate you."
"Don't I hate you?" he retorted, his already pale, handsome face contrasting sharply with his reddened eyes. His thin lips parted: "When you publicly chose Ke Yanchen to abandon me, did you care even a little bit about my feelings? When you and Ke Yanchen were inseparable, all lovey-dovey, did you ever think about how much pain I was in? Do you think I'm really that free, playing house with you every day?!"
Cheng Yi roared these words, desperately suppressing the violent surge of emotions within him. He had to admit that he was indeed a petty, vindictive person. Indulgence, selfishness, plunder, destruction—a ferocious mix of possessiveness and sadism raged within him. Even if grasping at love was more desperate than despair itself, even if love and hatred were twisted and intertwined, he would still forcefully tear open a gap in their relationship. Even if she hated him, even if she loathed him, he had to have her.
Otherwise, he would rather be dead.
I want her, I want to delve into each other's souls and climb to the highest peak. I want to hear her painful gasps, to say that I like Xiao Yi, that I love Xiao Yi. I want her trembling, burning body, I want her to gasp for breath for a moment of freedom, I want a suffocating love that I can't live without.
Their eyes were red as they stared at each other, each with their own untold sorrows. Resentment, jealousy, hatred, and lust struggled and sank in a twisted sea of desire.
...
Yu Wu knew she couldn't reason with this madman anymore. She had things she needed to accomplish in her life.
She began a new round of struggle, yelling, "Get away!"
Cheng Yi's breathing quickened. He released his grip on her, pressed her hand to his mouth, and breathed hot air into her ear, coaxing her in a low voice.
"Let me kiss you, okay?"
All she could hear was Cheng Yi's captivating, low, husky voice, his panting breaths almost making her lose control. Her mind went blank with a hot, tingling sensation, and her palms trembled, burning hot.
It was true; it had been so long since she had been intimate with him. Her heart pounded, their bodies pressed together, skin burning, desire screaming, blood surging, the blunt words tearing her consciousness apart.
Yu Wu retained a sliver of reason. They both had new partners; there was no going back. Her life was already a mess of shattered glass; she couldn't foolishly turn back and become a mistress, interfering in someone else's relationship.
When the man's hot breath touched her collarbone, she pushed him away.
Cheng Yi tilted his head, his eyes darkening, believing he had already lowered his head to the maximum extent. When he looked over again, his dark pupils were filled with coldness, and the tenderness and pity he had shown just moments before vanished instantly.
A terrifying undercurrent surged within him as he gripped the back of her neck, holding her tightly. The veins in his arms bulged, revealing a wild and untamed tension. He smiled faintly, "Guess," he said, "if Ke Yanchen knew we'd been together all night, would he still accept you?"
His dark pupils were unfathomable, but his words startled Yu Wu once again.
What's it like having someone else's girlfriend?
Yu Wu's heart pounded, but she simply looked at him with cold eyes and said calmly and firmly, "I will hate you for the rest of my life."
"Chengyi, I will hate you for the rest of my life."
Cheng Yi's body stiffened.
Her icy gaze sent shivers down his spine.
Taking advantage of the opening, Yu Wu pushed him aside and walked out.
“If you dare to leave, tomorrow’s headline in Nanhai City will be: ‘Yu’s daughter’s private photos exposed.’”
"Whoever doesn't pay is a coward! You're despicable, I'm the victim! You're a madman!" Yu Wu paused, glared at him fiercely, and walked out without taking a step. The moment her hand grasped the doorknob, she said, "It's me."
His voice choked with emotion, hoarse and weary, as he said, "It's because I can't live without you, it's because I'm despicable, you've driven me crazy."
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Author's note: The photos are fake!!! They weren't taken!!!
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