Chu Wuyang was slightly taken aback when she heard Jing Min's questioning use of the word "others."
He blurted it out unconsciously:
"Yang Jinchu?"
Jing Min's originally dark gaze froze instantly, his eyes like a bottomless pool.
A moment later, a dangerous aura, almost tangible, emanated from him.
Seeing his reaction, Chu Wuyang's lips curled into a mocking smile of anger:
"Can you please stop being so sensitive?"
"Zhou Chen was simply stating the facts."
Jing Min let out a mocking snort from the tip of his nose:
"Who is being sensitive, really?"
"I haven't even said a word, and you've already made that connection accurately,"
"Isn't that because he's taken it to heart?"
Chu Wuyang felt a tightness in her chest from his words and didn't want to argue with him anymore, so she simply turned her head away.
In Jingmin's eyes, her expression was undoubtedly an admission of consent.
A surge of jealousy ignited within Jing Min, and he ruthlessly pulled her close, pressing her for an answer:
"Why did you stop talking?"
"default?"
The last two words were squeezed out from between his teeth, with a hint of gritted teeth.
Chu Wuyang replied irritably:
What can I say?
"He already announced his girlfriend to his friends and family a long time ago."
Upon hearing this, Jing Min frowned and pressed for an answer:
How did you know it was officially announced?
"You two are still in contact?"
Chu Wuyang, filled with annoyance, said loudly:
"No, we haven't been in contact for a long time,"
"Can you please stop talking about this nonsense?"
"You haven't even explained it clearly yourself, so what's the point of me explaining it to you!"
Jing Min's eyes instantly filled with gloom, and his voice became cold and piercing:
"I'll ask again, have you been in contact?"
Chu Wuyang simply closed her eyes, ignoring his words and not responding at all.
Looking at her stubborn appearance, Jing Min couldn't help but swallow, and anger began to surge in his eyes.
Both of them have the stubborn streak of responding to gentle persuasion but not to force, and Jing Min sometimes finds himself at a loss when faced with their obstinacy.
Suddenly, Jing Min grabbed Chu Wuyang's chin and forced her lips to his own.
Chu Wuyang's eyes widened in shock, and she just raised her hand to resist.
Jing Min quickly intercepted him, rendering him unable to move his hands.
Jingmin's kisses grew increasingly fierce; they were less of a kiss and more of an outburst of anger and jealousy.
Chu Wuyang even felt that his lips were bitten through, and a salty-sweet taste filled their mouths.
"Ugh! Let...you go!"
Taking advantage of Jing Min's moment of respite, Chu Wuyang bit back fiercely.
Jing Min cried out in pain and stopped moving, but the next second Chu Wuyang pushed him away, causing him to crash heavily into the helicopter door.
Chu Wuyang's eyes instantly reddened, filled with humiliation and anger, and she couldn't help but curse:
"asshole!"
She felt like an unappreciated object under his rude treatment, and her heart was filled with pain.
The sight of the driver's slightly trembling back made her feel even more embarrassed, and her voice became choked with sobs.
Jing Min stopped abruptly, a look of confusion and bewilderment on his face.
But that stubbornness still wouldn't dissipate; she simply moved slightly closer to Chu Wuyang, still stubbornly saying:
"explain!"
Seeing that Chu Wuyang still didn't speak, he couldn't help but lean forward a little more.
Chu Wuyang sensed his aura enveloping her again, and her body seemed to be greatly frightened.
He clenched his fists reflexively and tried to move backward as fast as he could.
Jing Min's dark eyes grew even darker as he watched her reaction.
The man completely ignored the woman's pale face and the resistance overflowing in her eyes.
He slowly raised his hand, his movements seemingly gentle, to tidy up the stray strands of her hair.
But the words that came out of his mouth were as cold as frost in the twelfth lunar month:
"Are you in contact?"
Chu Wuyang stared directly into his eyes without fear, her expression blank, her lips tightly pressed together, refusing to utter a single word.
Jing Min frowned slightly, his dark eyes growing increasingly somber.
His lips slowly approached her cheek, his warm breath brushing against her skin, but his words were full of threat:
"You don't want someone always following you around, do you?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Wuyang's body jolted, and his thoughts were instantly pulled back to the days when he was "monitored".
She knew very well that once this man went crazy, he was capable of anything, after all, he wasn't without a criminal record.
She unconsciously bit her lip, squeezing out two words through her teeth:
"No."
Upon receiving the reply, the man's lips curled into a slight smile, and a soft chuckle escaped his lips.
"good!"
The tone was softer than before.
Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he asked again:
"How are you? Did you hurt your leg?"
Chu Wuyang looked as if she had been burned by fire.
Just before his hand could touch her, she quickly pulled her leg back and responded coldly:
"fine."
This time, the man merely raised an eyebrow slightly, and didn't get angry anymore.
The man's expression softened slightly, and his mood seemed to have improved somewhat after the storm.
Ignoring the intense resistance and disgust in the woman's eyes, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply.
After their lips parted, his tone was full of helplessness:
"You think you know how to piss me off! You're not allowed to mention him again, and you can't follow any news about him."
As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly, a hint of barely perceptible tension and unease in his eyes, and asked again to confirm:
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