Chapter 8: Heartbreaking Past
He Qian couldn't bear to see Song Li feeding Du Zhanrong, so he chose to leave the ward.
Walking in the corridor, he slowed down for unknown reasons, as if waiting for something to happen.
He looked back at the empty road behind him several times, and his heart became more blocked. He took out his cigarette box and wanted to smoke, but a nurse reminded him that smoking was prohibited. His impatience had reached its peak at this moment, and he hurried to the underground garage.
Sitting in the car, he was reluctant to let Yang Xiao drive.
He smoked one cigarette after another, his eyes fixed on the people coming in and out of the elevator...
Yang Xiao followed his gaze and looked at the elevator entrance. He was a little puzzled and not sure whether he was waiting for Song Li to appear.
Ten minutes, half an hour... No one would believe that He Qian, the head of Qiliang, who is worth tens of billions, actually sat in the underground garage of the hospital in a depressed mood for a whole hour!
He Qian recalled how he had forced Song Li to stay by his side about ten years ago, essentially imprisoning her, demanding her to do whatever he ordered, to come whenever he called, to leave whenever he dismissed her. He threatened her with the safety of the Song family, and the more humiliating the task, the more he ordered her to do it...
Merciless, cruel and mean.
That was the first time He Qian forced her to receive Liu Xuyi, the S Committee member of Yuancheng. At that time, Qiliang Group began to transform into real estate and had a piece of land of more than 300 hectares. He Qian wanted to develop it into a high-end residential area and a large amusement park, while Liu Xuyi held the power of this land.
Ten years ago, He Qian was 24 years old, and Song Li was 20 years old, and had just been in college for more than a year.
That night, Song Li changed into the formal attire that He Qian requested, and stood in front of him shyly, her face covered in tears.
The black strapless dress can barely cover the base of the thighs, and the bright red ten-centimeter high heels make Song Li look even more charming and graceful with her fair skin and round and plump figure.
The two or three years between the death of his mother and fiancée were when He Qian was at his most angry and hated Song Li the most! How could he possibly have pity for Song Li, no matter how miserable her condition was!
When she cried, he scolded her viciously: "If you keep crying like that, bring your sister over. She looks much prettier when she smiles than you do!"
Song Li could only choke silently in fear of the situation in her heart. Her bloodshot eyes dared not look at He Qian anymore. She pulled her exposed skirt to cover her up, and let his men drag her to the dinner party.
Since she couldn't drink, he pushed her into Liu Xuyi's arms, handed her a bottle of strong liquor, and said, "Song Li is the new campus beauty of Yuan University, pure and innocent. Secretary Liu, you must seize this opportunity. I have made all the arrangements for tonight, and nothing will go wrong."
After hearing this, Liu Xuyi became even more complacent. He circled Song Li even more unscrupulously and swore at him foul language.
It was the first time that Song Li was touched restlessly by a man. Her whole body was shaking, but she didn't dare to cry out loud. She looked at He Qian with tears in her eyes, hoping that he could forgive her.
He Qian looked back at her, his cold eyes filled with hatred, and a smile that was full of sarcasm and anticipation.
Song Li felt like sitting on pins and needles. Every time he struggled to get up, Liu Xuyi held his waist and prevented him from moving.
He Qian signaled the accompanying personnel to leave, and only Song Li and Liu Xuyi were left in the dinner room.
After leaving the room and walking on the corridor, less than a minute later, Song Li ran out like crazy, without shoes and with messy hair.
She cried and yelled, ran to He Qian and knelt down, begging him to take her away...
How could He Qian possibly do as she wished? "Song Li, serve me well, otherwise, you know the consequences!"
"No, no, Mr. He, please, don't let me stay here, Mr. He..." Song Li knelt at his feet and grabbed his trouser legs tightly, "I don't want to stay here, Mr. He, please..."
He Qian squatted down without blinking, "Remember, hold your last line of defense, and I'll check it carefully when you come back!"
After saying that, the bodyguards who were traveling with him lifted up Song Li and tried to drag him into the side room.
Song Li ignored the burning pain in her arm, struggled hard to break free, and rushed back to He Qian. At this time, He Qian seemed to be her only life-saving straw!
"Boss He, please let me go. I'll do anything you ask me to do! I don't want to stay! I don't want to!"
"If you don't let me like you, I won't like you anymore. I don't dare to do that anymore! I never dare to do that again! Please..."
"If you let me stay, I'll die in front of you!"
He Qian couldn't bear to be threatened by her. "You can try. Anyway, you owe me three lives. Your father died, and then you died... Then, who do you want to die next? Your mother? Or your sister? Or your brother?"
Song Li was completely desperate. She didn't even have the right to die!
Seeing her crying heartbreakingly and begging for mercy, He Qian felt a sense of accomplishment. Without saying anything, he pulled Song Li up and half-dragged and half-pulled her towards the box!
Even though the hatred had been mellowed for two years, his desire for revenge against Song Li never hesitated.
Song Li experienced such fear when she was dragged for a few meters, and she will never forget that shadow in her life!
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He Qian woke up from his memories! He finally understood what he was waiting for when he came out of the ward and walked around the hospital corridor.
It turned out that she was waiting for Song Li to chase her out of the ward so that she could cry and tell him not to keep her and take her away...
Even if her crying was ugly, even if she kept grabbing him and made him lose face, he still hoped that this scene would happen! But nothing happened!
Yes, it has been twelve years. He has been torturing Song Li for twelve years. Maybe she has already gotten used to it, or maybe she has developed the ability to deal with it with ease!
He Qian discovered that he hadn't seen Song Li cry for a long time, let alone beg for mercy from him.
He himself couldn't tell how long it had been going on or when it started.
That was the night when He Qian touched Song Li for the first time and asked her to receive Liu Xuyi.
Song Li was sent back to Ciyun Pavilion. His already shattered mind was then tortured by He Qian for a whole night...
He Qian looked at the listless Song Li beneath him. There was a wound at the corner of his mouth and his skin was bruised in many places. On the bed sheet, a pool of bright red blood was lazily flowing.
That is Song Li's most sacred protective color as a woman, and every man knows it.
He knew that Song Li was not completely taken advantage of by Liu Xuyi tonight. After all, he had people planted everywhere, but he was really surprised. It was Song Li's first time.
He believed that no matter how excessive he was to Song Li, he was not wrong. Song Li was a bad woman who became murderous after her confession to him failed!
So he tortured her without hesitation, until her body was completely exhausted. He made love to her all night long and would not let her sleep. He was rude, cruel, contemptuous and humiliating!
He ignored her resistance and cries until she lay on the bed like a broken porcelain doll, with only a weak breath left.
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The past scenes replayed in his mind like horses galloping across the plain. He Qian suddenly covered his left chest with his hands, and the stabbing pain became more and more intense.
Yang Xiao, who was in the driver's seat, quickly turned around and saw his painful expression. "Mr. He, what's wrong with you?"
What happened to him... He Qian was also asking himself what happened to him and why he felt so heartbroken?
"It's okay..." He Qian uttered the two words with difficulty, his voice a little hoarse and full of bitterness.
Yang Xiao was worried, so he opened the door and walked around to the back seat. He opened the door next to He Qian, and only then could he see sweat on his cheeks from a closer distance. "Shall we go up and check it out?"
He Qian finally realized that they were still in the hospital and hadn't left. He looked up at the elevator entrance again, but Song Li was still not among the crowd coming out...
After all, he was still looking forward to Song Li.
"Let's go."
"Mr. He!" Yang Xiao was anxious and helpless.
He Qian took the initiative to reach out and close the car door.
Yang Xiao had no choice but to give up, returned to the driver's seat, started the car and prepared to leave.
"Go to Qingtong Cemetery." He Qian knew very well in his heart that he must kill this idea as soon as possible!
He wanted to go to the place where his mother and Qin Xiang were buried. Only by facing their deaths would he be alert! Only then would he not be "overwhelmed" by Song Li and completely eradicate his reluctance to part with Song Li!
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