Does she have no heart?
Su Yaoyao wanted to laugh, but her throat felt like it was blocked by something, so dry that she couldn't make a sound.
If we're talking about being heartless, who can compare to Yu Chiyan himself?
She remained silent with a blank expression, so Yu Chiyan went berserk and fiercely bit her lips.
He pressed his body against hers, which was as hot as magma, making her feel hot all over.
The metallic taste in her mouth and the sharp pain paled in comparison to even a fraction of the anguish in her heart.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally released her bloodstained lips, his gloomy eyes fixed on her like those of a jackal.
"You'll only get a divorce if I die."
His voice was cold and resolute, with a hint of obsession.
Su Yaoyao's breathing became disordered. If she hadn't known what he had done, she would have almost thought that this man wanted to imprison her because he loved her.
She curled her lips into a faint smile, a smile with a touch of broken beauty.
"A big CEO, shamelessly clinging to a woman, how can you have the nerve?"
Yu Chiyan remained silent, his gaze fixed on her without moving an inch.
...
Yu Chiyan brought Su Yaoyao back to the old house. It was already late at night, and all the lights in the villa were off. Yu Chiyan carried Su Yaoyao upstairs by the dim moonlight.
"Yu Chiyan, put me down right now!"
She was so uncomfortable from the jolting that she kept patting Yu Chiyan's back.
The man didn't stop walking, and said coldly, "If you want to wake Grandma up, then speak louder."
Upon hearing this, Su Yaoyao immediately fell silent.
Once in the bedroom, Yu Chiyan threw her onto the bed. The back of her head hit the hard headboard, and a sharp pain shot through her brain.
The man, breathing heavily, didn't notice this little incident. He braced himself on the bed with both hands, completely enveloping Su Yaoyao beneath him.
"Su Yaoyao, give me a child."
It wasn't a discussion, nor a plea; it was delivered with a commanding tone.
Upon hearing this, Su Yaoyao pounded on his chest, her eyes reddening; "Yu Chiyan, you madman, do you think I'll stay obediently by your side just because I have a child? Let me tell you, don't even think about it. If I get pregnant with your child, I will definitely not let him come into this world alive!"
The man pinned her restless hands down with his bare hands, his long, straight legs kneeling between her thighs, her skirt billowing out, making it easy for him to conquer her.
He leaned down to kiss her lips, but Su Yaoyao closed her eyes and turned her head away. His warm lips landed on the corner of her mouth, and she heard the man's dry and dangerous voice in her ear.
"If you dare, I'll make you pay the price."
That night, not only the sheets were wet, but also the hair at her temples and the pillow she was gripping tightly.
...
Early the next morning.
Aunt Zhang stood at the door of her bedroom on the third floor, raising her hand to knock, when the heavy, carved wooden door was opened from the inside.
Upon seeing the person in front of her, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but glance at the bed.
"Young master, Madam asked me to call you and your wife for breakfast."
Yu Chiyan was dressed in a black home outfit, looking aloof and noble. He turned to the side to block Aunt Zhang's gaze, and his voice was somewhat dark and hoarse when he spoke.
"Tell Grandma she's tired and won't be coming down for breakfast. Please bring her breakfast up."
Upon hearing Yu Chiyan's words, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but blush; "Yes...yes, young master."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Yu Chiyan slammed the door shut.
Aunt Zhang came downstairs, and seeing her strange expression, Old Madam Yu couldn't help but ask, "How is it? Have they come down yet?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Zhang tiptoed to the old lady's side and whispered in her ear.
The more the old lady listened, the brighter and more energetic her eyes became. As soon as Aunt Zhang straightened up, she suddenly slapped her thigh, startling the little dumpling next to her so much that its fur stood on end.
"Meow!"
The old lady didn't try to comfort her precious child; instead, she grinned broadly and laughed heartily.
"Haha, oh dear, that rascal didn't even eat when he came back yesterday. He just followed Yaoyao around. I knew he was in a hurry to see her. Sigh, that's how couples are. They get so lovey-dovey after just a few days apart. Zhang Lan, take some breakfast to Yaoyao and have the kitchen make two nourishing soups."
Zhang Lan is Aunt Zhang's full name. After hearing what Old Madam Yu said, she smiled and said "okay," but secretly complained in her heart.
I don't know who was talking about it last night. We haven't seen each other for almost half a month, and if we don't nurture our relationship, it will fade away.
However, she dared not say those words aloud.
Unbeknownst to either of them, a slender figure was hiding in the shadows, only revealing a pair of cold eyes that were watching their every move.
upstairs.
Su Yaoyao sat on the bed, her pajamas torn to shreds and now lying scattered on the floor in pieces.
Her lips were swollen and red, and her neck and chest were covered with countless hickeys. Su Yaoyao's disheveled black hair was loose, and she stared at the man standing on the edge of the bed with her red and moist eyes.
The man, with an air of refined elegance, slowly tore the agreement in his hand into pieces. He let go, and the scraps of paper fluttered into the trash can.
He then picked up a stack of photos on the table, looked up into Su Yaoyao's eyes, and a strangely gentle smile appeared on his lips.
"Don't investigate me and Su Qingqing anymore. Let it go this time."
Su Yaoyao gripped the bedsheets tightly with both hands, the veins on the back of her hands almost bulging.
"You really are despicable for protecting Su Qingqing."
Yu Chiyan paused for a moment. Protect Su Qingqing?
Not entirely.
Su Qingqing fell ill because of him, so he should at least try to treat her and cover all her medical expenses during this time. Naturally, their interactions would become more frequent. If outsiders found out, it would not only damage Su Qingqing's reputation, but also cause her fans to blame Su Yaoyao for her illness.
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