Chapter 214 The Ruthless Patriarch 23 (1/2)



Pei Mozhi's pupils contracted sharply, as if he had been stabbed hard by Zi Xi's rejection.

Sensing Zi Xi's rejection, the lust in his eyes was instantly replaced by a cold, almost violent, sinister look. His hands, which were braced on the edge of the bed, tightened suddenly, and his knuckles turned a cold white from the force.

Zi Xi could clearly feel his heartbeat suddenly quicken beneath his chest, and sense the dangerous aura that burst forth from him.

But she did not back down; instead, she straightened her back, her eyes flashing with a resolute light, as if she had already decided to burn her bridges.

"What? Not satisfied?"

She raised her other hand, her slender, pale fingertips pressing hard against his violently heaving chest, right at his heart.

The cold, chain-like texture brushed against her wrist.

"Pei Mozhi, think it over yourself."

Do you want to have a full meal at one meal, or a full meal every day?

"And you need to think this through. If in any way during these six months I feel uncomfortable, dissatisfied, or uneasy..."

"...Even if it's just one thing, I'll divorce you immediately, and you can forget about ever seeing me again for the rest of your life."

Her voice was clear and cold, like an icy spring, piercing through his heavy breathing.

Pei Mozhi's tall body trembled violently, as if he had been struck hard by an invisible giant hammer.

The surging violence and malice in his eyes were instantly swallowed up by a huge, indescribable panic.

The panic was so intense that it even overwhelmed the flames of lust, causing his pupils to dilate suddenly and his face to lose all color in the light of the wall lamp.

"No...don't talk about divorce so easily."

Broken syllables escaped from between Pei Mozhi's tightly clenched teeth, trembling with fear.

He suddenly raised his hand, which was bracing himself on the edge of the bed, like a drowning person trying to grab onto the last piece of driftwood, desperately reaching for her wrist that was poking at his heart.

However, Zi Xi was faster than him.

Just a second before he was about to grab her, the hand she had placed against his chest suddenly exerted force, shoving him away and pinning him to the ground.

She leaned down to look at Pei Mozhi, her eyes shining with an astonishing light.

"How's it going? Six months?"

She reiterated this point, her tone resolute and leaving no room for negotiation.

The cold, dangling feeling of the chains on Pei Mozhi's body was now incredibly clear, yet it could no longer stir any ripples in her heart.

The sharp pain instantly overwhelmed all the boiling desires and violent emotions.

Divorce, and I'll never see her again?

Just hearing those two words and imagining the scene that would happen filled him with an overwhelming fear.

All the flames and malice, all the power in his eyes, were extinguished and shattered in that instant by the overwhelming fear.

His tall body trembled almost imperceptibly, as if all his strength had been drained, and he covered his eyes with his arms.

The dim light of the wall lamp enveloped him, and the oppressive, aggressive, and dangerous aura from before had vanished.

Now all that's left is sadness and resentment.

Finally, he slowly raised his head and looked at Zixi, who was waiting for his answer.

He moved his lips, his throat so dry he couldn't make a sound. He took a deep breath, his breath trembling with brokenness, as if he had used all his strength to squeeze out a few hoarse words from the depths of his chest: "Okay... then six months."

The voice was broken and heavy with a sense of resignation.

"But, my little examiner, I'm open to the evaluation, but are you sure you don't want to give it a try first?"

His voice was hoarse, with a barely perceptible sob, as if he had suffered a great injustice but dared not complain, and could only try to appease him cautiously.

"But... are you sure you don't want to try it first, baby?"

"Let's give it a try and check out the goods first."

His voice was even lower, with a soft nasal tone, sounding like he was both being coquettish and begging for mercy.

As he spoke, he tilted his chin slightly back, staring intently at her, as if trying to etch every expression of hers into his eyes.

Zi Xi narrowed her eyes but didn't say anything.

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