Chapter 90 Why Can't I Love Him?
Song Yi snatched the phone from him, and Face ID automatically unlocked it, jumping to the WeChat interface.
It was a message from Ying Xing.
Ying Xing: [Have you looked for Xu Shengwen? Is the necklace with him?]
Song Yi glanced at the message and immediately wanted to put his phone away.
Fu Xijing quickly grabbed her wrist and held it still, and saw the message clearly.
Then I immediately understood why Song Yi met Xu Shengwen alone.
——Does she think the necklace is with Xu Shengwen?
There is another important message.
The necklace is very important to her.
But there are also many contradictions in this - for example, if it is so important, why didn't you notice it when you left the villa?
If the necklace was truly important, she would have returned for it like she was looking for her passport.
While Fu Xijing was thinking, Song Yi had already taken back the phone and successfully broke free from him.
The two of them distanced themselves from each other. Fu Xijing did not pull her back, but stared at her and asked, "What necklace?"
Song Yi pursed his lips tightly, avoided talking about it, and his defensive attitude was obvious.
Fu Xijing continued to ask: "Are you so sure that it fell on Xu Shengwen and not somewhere else?"
The second half of his words was meaningful, as if he was deliberately hinting something to her.
Song Yi's scalp tingled, and he unconsciously raised his head to look at him, his heart beating like thunder.
Fu Xijing looked at Song Yi's expression for almost half a minute, then slowly took out his cell phone from his suit pocket.
He found the photo and held it out to her.
After Song Yi looked at the photo carefully, his breathing suddenly became rapid and his lips turned pale.
No words were needed, her expression said it all.
Song Yi grabbed Fu Xijing's wrist and stared at him closely with red eyes.
Fu Xijing felt his wrists wet with cold sweat.
He glanced down and pursed his lips, "I found it in a drawer during the property trust in Rome."
Song Yi's grip tightened.
Although she didn't say anything, her eyes revealed her thoughts.
Fu Xijing didn't force her to say it herself.
He pulled his hand back and shifted his body to distance himself from her. "Break up with Jiang Yuxu and come back to me. I'll consider giving you the things."
Song Yi pinched his palm.
Fu Xijing's request was exactly what she had imagined.
He is best at using threats and inducements to push people into a desperate situation step by step.
As long as he has the evidence in his hand, there is no freedom.
Song Yi closed his eyes in despair and leaned weakly against the back of the chair.
Fu Xijing saw her reaction and asked, "Can't bear to part with it?"
His voice turned several degrees colder, "Don't tell me you're really in love with him."
Song Yi was hurt by his cold voice, "Why can't I love him?"
"Song Yi." Fu Xijing called her full name.
Song Yi knew very well what this meant.
Before, she would have compromised after hearing this, but now she is unwilling to do so.
Song Yi opened his eyes and looked at Fu Xijing: "Even if I break up with him, I will not come back to you, no matter how you threaten me. The worst that can happen is that we both die together."
After saying this, she felt it was not enough and added: "I would rather die than continue to follow you."
Fu Xijing suddenly laughed.
He raised his hand, held her chin with his palm, and rubbed her lips with his rough and dry fingers.
Song Yi only felt a burning pain on his lower lip.
Fu Xijing still had a smile in his eyes: "Do you hate me so much?"
Song Yi refused to answer this question.
Fu Xijing was still laughing. "You were acting so submissive and servile in front of me before. That was all an act, huh?"
"Mr. Fu is a smart man, why bother asking so clearly." Everything has been laid out on the table, and Song Yi doesn't want to cooperate with him anymore.
"In Rome, too?" he asked again.
"It's always the same." Song Yi looked into his eyes, expressionless, and spoke in a soft, yet extremely heartless voice: "Every minute with you is torture, um..."
Before she could finish her words, Fu Xijing's hand moved to her neck and strangled her.
Song Yi's breathing was suddenly stuck, and due to lack of oxygen, his lips opened unconsciously.
"Then I should say I admire you," Fu Xijing put his fingertips on her carotid artery and chuckled, "You hate me so much, yet you still kneel down and give me a blowjob. With such endurance, you will succeed in everything you do."
"Oh, that's not right." He suddenly remembered something and moved his other hand to the base of her legs. "Why are you shaking? Why can't you bear it now?"
Song Yi's breathing was rapid and his eyes were red.
He began to humiliate her in this way again.
Relying on his understanding of her body, he acted recklessly.
She hated the feeling of having her senses manipulated by Fu Xijing, but she couldn't resist it completely.
The feeling of despair overwhelmed her like a torrent. Song Yi closed her eyes and gradually lost consciousness.
——
Inside the hospital ward.
Jiang Budu and Tang Qing walked in one after another.
When Fu Xijing saw Jiang Budu, he paused, then looked at Tang Qing and understood.
Tang Qing stopped in front of Fu Xijing and glanced in the direction of the bed. "Mr. Fu, what did the doctor say?"
"Excessive fatigue and emotional instability." Fu Xijing repeated the doctor's diagnosis to Tang Qing.
Tang Qing nodded.
Song Yi had been suffering from insomnia in recent days, and she knew this.
After a moment's silence, Tang Qing said to Fu Xijing, "Boss Fu, leave this to me. You can go and get busy."
Jiang Budu pulled Fu Xijing and dragged him out of the ward.
The two of them walked all the way to the corridor before Jiang Budu let go of Fu Xijing.
"What the hell are you doing?" Jiang Budu was genuinely curious about what had happened. "How could you have made a perfectly healthy person pass out?"
Fu Xijing leaned his hands on the windowsill and looked at the street lights outside. The few words Song Yi said before he fell into coma flashed through his mind, and his eyes became darker and darker.
Jiang Budu patted Fu Xijing's shoulder, sensing the gloom emanating from him, and lowered his voice, "Did you have a fight?"
Fu Xijing answered irrelevantly: "How is the investigation into Jiang Yuxu going?"
"No idea." Jiang Budu said, "When he's not at home, he either goes to the gym or goes hiking. I've never seen him interact with women."
Fu Xijing: "When you were in the United States, too?"
Jiang Budu: "I asked his classmates, and it's pretty much like that."
Fu Xijing's lips were pressed into a line.
Jiang Budu: "Is this what you and Song Yi quarreled about?"
"She fell in love with Jiang Yuxu." Fu Xijing said coldly.
"Well, men like Jiang Yuxu who are self-disciplined and reliable, haven't they always been popular with women? What's more, Song Yi is..." Jiang Budu blurted out the truth without thinking. Halfway through his words, he noticed that Fu Xijing's expression was not right, so he slammed on the brakes.
Fu Xijing: "What is Song Yi originally?"
"Answer me a question first." Jiang Budu repeated what he had asked several times before: "Is it really just your desire to conquer that keeps you from letting Song Yi go?"
Fu Xijing: "Did I ever say such a thing?"
Jiang Budu was stunned for a moment.
really.
It seemed like they were all guessing before, and Fu Xijing never expressed his opinion.
"Then you—" Jiang Budu's eyelids twitched twice, and he looked at him in surprise: "So you really like her."
"When did it happen? Wasn't it in Rome?" Jiang Budu asked questions one after another, "Then why didn't you tell me?"
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