Qiao Zhen felt a chill run down her spine.
Is it really possible to give such an expensive wedding ring to someone who sleeps with you?
Given Lu Zheng's unruly nature, he was 99% likely just playing with her.
When she happily accepted the wedding ring, his attitude changed completely, and he mocked her, asking how many times she could sleep with someone for 70 million.
One percent... Qiao Zhen mocked herself, actually harboring some expectations for Lu Zheng?
If she stays around a madwoman for too long, she'll go mad herself.
Lu Zheng remained calm, his voice slightly cool, "Who said that what I bought must belong to her?"
Qiao Zhen was speechless. What was the difference between this kind of behavior and a cheating man offering his mistress nice things and making empty promises?
“But it will cause me a lot of trouble. I just want to live a peaceful life,” she reminded him impatiently.
Lu Zheng said, "You are the original owner of the Eternal Heart, so what right does she have to interfere?"
Qiao Zhen was stunned. Lu Zheng's words did not mean that he was giving her the wedding ring so that she would become the new owner, but rather that she was the original owner of the Eternal Heart.
"How did you know?" she asked in surprise.
At the charity auction, the host introduced the previous owners, including kings and queens of European royal families, sheikhs of some wealthy countries, and a well-known collector, but notably omitted her parents.
The Qiao family went bankrupt and declined, with one master dying and the other falling ill. This imperfect ending could not be presented to the distinguished guests, and was even deliberately erased.
Lu Zheng could not possibly know that the Eternal Heart once belonged to the Qiao family.
Lu Zheng stopped picking up food, his gaze deep and fixed on Qiao Zhen.
Those eyes were like black holes, as if they were sucking everything in them. Qiao Zhen frowned and asked, "Have you investigated me?"
This is the only explanation.
Two chopsticks rubbed together under his long, slender fingers, making a "crunching" sound, almost breaking. "Is that what you think?"
"Otherwise what?" Qiao Zhen thought back seriously. Before they met at the bar, she and Lu Zheng were definitely strangers.
Lu Zheng lowered his head, his fine hair falling down, making his face appear more deep and terrifying, like a wild beast poised to pounce.
Qiao Zhen's shoulders tensed, and her hands instinctively rested on the edge of the table, adopting a defensive posture.
Lu Zheng slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a dangerous light. Before Qiao Zhen could react, he pounced on her like a nimble black panther, grabbed her shoulders, and leaned down to press her down.
"Qiao Zhen, look at me again?"
Qiao Zhen pushed him away impatiently, "If you have something to say, Mr. Lu, why don't you just say it outright? Aren't you tired of guessing?"
But Lu Zheng insisted on doing it himself. He wanted this forgetful woman to remember what she had lost in the past.
The next second, Qiao Zhen was grabbed by Lu Zheng, hoisted onto his shoulder, and strode towards the bedroom.
Qiao Zhen frantically pounded on his back, "Put me down!"
No action or word had any effect on this tall, strong man.
Moreover, he was a man consumed by a burning mix of anger and desire.
Lu Zheng originally wanted to get a good rest tonight, but Qiao Zhen was unwilling to accept the Eternal Heart, and he couldn't remember that innocent yet annoyed expression from before, so he couldn't control the beast in his heart.
Qiao Zhen slammed her back against the bed, wincing in pain as she yelled, "Lu Zheng, what's wrong with you?!"
"What's wrong with you? It's all because of you!" Before Qiao Zhen could struggle to get up, Lu Zheng had already covered her.
They made her sound like a scumbag, when he was the one with a fiancée, yet he kept provoking her!
She struggled desperately, but she couldn't stop the sound of clothes tearing in her ears.
The exquisite and luxurious dress was reduced to shreds in Lu Zheng's clutches.
All that remained on her body was a double pearl necklace, hanging askew at her neck, the large, round pearls highlighting the radiant glow of her slightly flushed skin.
Lu Zheng's throat trembled, his gaze growing increasingly deep. "Zhenzhen, tomorrow is Sunday, plus three days of holiday, we have four days for you to think things through..."
The sexy, husky voice sent a shiver down Qiao Zhen's spine.
She despised herself for this, yet she couldn't stop Lu Zheng's relentless onslaught, which threatened to drown her in this deep sea.
Qiao Zhen thought Lu Zheng would torture her without restraint for four days, but when she woke up the next day, he was gone.
She reached out to test the temperature of half of the bed; it was cool. She then held her breath and listened to the sounds coming from the bathroom and outside the bedroom.
The entire apartment was quiet, and Lu Zheng didn't know how long he had been walking.
It was just past eleven o'clock.
Lu Zheng kept going until dawn before he finally stopped. She was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep, while Lu Zheng was full of energy and went out early in the morning.
Qiao Zhen endured the pain and sat up. The pearl necklace dangled down, feeling cool against her skin, but it couldn't hide the red marks on her collarbone.
Last night was the craziest time she and Lu Zheng had ever been; she bore the brunt of the man's anger and resentment.
She thought it over carefully, trying to dig out Lu Zheng's existence from the depths of her memory.
No, Lu Zheng had never appeared in her life before.
"Are you sure you're not mistaken for someone else...?" Qiao Zhen wanted to ask, but Lu Zheng was a ferocious beast. He bit her throat and sank into the depths of desire with her, leaving her unable to utter a single word.
Thinking about it, I decided against it. What if I admitted my mistake? Wouldn't that be a slap in the face to Lu Zheng? Wouldn't he go even crazier?
Qiao Zhen shifted her aching legs, her feet touching the cold floor, and immediately felt weak and powerless.
She slumped back onto the bed, cursing, "Damn Lu Zheng, I already said I don't know you, why don't you look for the reason yourself, or maybe you've mistaken me for someone else!"
Qiao Zhen lay on the bed for a while, planning to sneak away before Lu Zheng returned.
It has to be said that this dog of a man is incredibly skilled in that area, and has an exceptionally high level of energy...
Four days, and I'll kill her.
She subconsciously reached for the bedside table, wanting to find Yan Simiao. Firstly, she wanted to inquire about Song Ruyi's situation, and secondly, since they had known each other for many years, if Yan Simiao had no recollection of Lu Zheng, it would prove that Lu Zheng had really mistaken her for someone else.
As for how to make Lu Zheng realize this... Qiao Zhen smiled bitterly, a complicated feeling rising in her heart.
Let's make another plan.
Before she could find her phone, she grabbed a piece of paper.
The sharp, assertive handwriting conveys a warm and tender sentence—
The food is in an insulated container; remember to eat it.
Qiao Zhen then noticed a food thermos on the bedside table. She sat up, opened it, and found a fragrant bowl of porridge, various side dishes, and a few cute little steamed buns inside.
She was starving, but too tired to eat anything. In order to save her strength to escape, she forced herself to eat some.
After drinking the warm porridge, I finally felt better.
She ate while sending WeChat messages to Yan Simiao.
"Song Ruyi was humiliated yesterday, so she's not in the mood to talk to us right now. We used our charm yesterday, so we can always use our charm on her again and trick her into giving us the photos!"
Yan Simiao, a fearless person, answered easily and even sent a few cute emojis.
Qiao Zhen then asked the question she most wanted to know, "Miao Miao, have you ever met my boss, Lu Zheng, before?"
“Yes!” Yan Simiao replied.
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