Chapter 79 Car Accident
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Xie Yong's attitude toward me was strangely positive.
I was on guard, worried that my phone might be being monitored, so I simply borrowed the coffee shop employee's phone and dialed the number I already knew by heart.
Xie Yong agreed to come find me almost without hesitation.
Or perhaps he was already certain that I would contact him.
I was sitting in the coffee shop for about half an hour when a black Mercedes-Benz G-Class pulled up in front of the shop, and a handsome man with an innate air of nobility got out of the car.
The man is dressed casually and comfortably today, wearing a dark gray overcoat, yet his excellent body proportions are still evident.
With his straight shoulders and long, muscular legs, he pushed open the coffee shop door, ignoring the stares of those around him.
To be honest, Xie Yong looked somewhat aloof, with an arrogance that set him apart from ordinary people. His profile was sharp, and his entire demeanor screamed "Keep out."
I'm worried this is just a game he's playing, and I'm a little uneasy. I know some rich kids like to play pranks, and maybe Xie Yong's "pursuit" is just them betting on each other out of boredom, betting on whether Xie Yong can win me over.
The stakes might be a luxury car, a beautiful vacation yacht, or something else entirely...
Even as Xie Yong walked up to me, I still couldn't stop my wild thoughts.
"You called me here just to see how you were spacing out?" The man's voice was calm, composed, and subtly tinged with amusement.
I slowly looked up and met a pair of deep, dark eyes. He walked directly to the seat opposite me and sat down, a slight smile playing on his lips. He exuded an air of superiority, like a wealthy young master.
Before I could even speak, Xie Yong suddenly looked at the table and asked, "What's that? Is it for me?"
I followed his gaze and saw the mousse cake I had made that morning sitting empty in its box on the table. I avoided his eyes and said, "Hmm, a little something to say goodbye."
Xie Yong paused his movements slightly.
This is not surprising to me. I remember the last time we were in a coffee shop, he didn't touch any of the breakfasts he ordered. Even though Xie Yong's calm expression didn't reveal the slightest disgust, the sense of superiority brought by his class status was undeniable.
He should be disgusted... I suddenly opened my eyes wide.
With a slight movement of his pale wrist, adorned with a wristwatch, Xie Yong unwrapped the cake. He picked it up, examined it for a moment, and said, "You made this with expired ingredients and then tried to fob me off?"
"It's still a few days until it expires..." I immediately realized and tried to snatch the cake back. "If you don't want it, then forget it."
Xie Yong took a bite of the cake without hesitation. I reached out and stopped him, whispering, "Don't eat it. Some of it I didn't pay attention to and left in the refrigerator for a long time. You might feel unwell if you eat it."
"If you're not feeling well, what will happen to you?" Xie Yong swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. Far from showing any disgust, I even felt a hint of pleasure in his voice, which unconsciously rose slightly.
Noticing that the noble young master sitting opposite me was asking me a question, I straightened up slightly. "I will take you to the hospital."
"I want you to take responsibility for me." Xie Yong's gaze lingered on my face.
"Do you pursue other pretty girls you're interested in the same way?" I countered. "Or are you trying to play a game with me?"
"Isn't it you who I've been playing games with all this time?" Xie Yong said, then lowered his head.
He finished the cake, then picked up a tissue and gracefully wiped his fingers.
Seeing the traces of hot cocoa on my lips, he even got up, walked to my side, and gently wiped them away with his very noble hands.
Every move she made was as natural and casual as my boyfriend's.
My heart skipped a beat, and I even instinctively turned my head to look at the coffee shop entrance.
The streets were quiet, with the occasional passerby wrapped in a heavy down jacket. The suffocating and heavy gaze seemed like an illusion; no one was actually watching me. I was just overthinking things.
"How much longer do I have?" Xie Yong asked me in a low voice. "When will he be back? I assure you, we won't be discovered."
His pronunciation was exceptionally clear, and his voice was steady and indifferent, like fine wine with ice, exuding an elegant and noble air, and even a hint of sexiness, as if he were enticing me to follow him step by step into the abyss of adultery and immorality.
Judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem like that kind of person at all.
My breathing quickened slightly. Just like when I met Lin Jindong yesterday, I knew perfectly well that neither he nor Xie Yong were men I should get involved with, but the crazy idea had already been planted in my heart, making me restless.
Moreover, Xie Yong is someone who frequently appears in my dreams, and I become increasingly curious about the "truth" he speaks of, as he always teases me intentionally or unintentionally.
I gently bit my lip. "Four hours later, he took his medicine and fell asleep."
Xie Yong's lips curled up, making him even more handsome. "Really? You've become smarter. He won't wake up, don't worry."
Even though I was the one who did something wrong—running away from my date to see him—he seemed quite pleased with my behavior. He pulled me up from my seat. Xie Yong was very tall, his imposing figure like an impenetrable wall, firmly blocking the uncomfortable prying gaze from me.
"what are you up to?"
"I still have three hours, of course I'll do what I want to do." Xie Yong smiled confidently and arrogantly.
I got into the car with him, and the car drove from my neighborhood towards the wealthy area to the east. The buildings on both sides of the street gradually became more and more classical and beautiful, unlike the high-rise buildings and dense clusters of buildings in the commercial and financial district.
The East District boasts countless museums and art galleries, where art and money intertwine, creating a rich atmosphere.
Across the street is the largest central park in the Empire State, where you can enjoy the most beautiful scenery without restraint.
The surrounding neighborhood is dotted with beautifully designed townhouses, most of which are only six or seven stories high, with retro gray bricks or textured bricks creating an elegant and understated appearance.
This is the wealthiest neighborhood in the Empire State. To live here, one must not only be rich, but also wield power and influence in the Empire State. Most of the families living in these villas are well-established old-money families and top-tier celebrities.
The car stopped in front of one of the heavily guarded, understated, retro-style limestone villas. At its center was an arched double entrance, followed by a beautiful Juliet Terrace and a rooftop garden, spanning six floors.
“This is my home,” Xie Yong turned to me and said, “I’ve lived here since I was a child, and I went to the private school up front until I was admitted to Imperial University, at which point I moved to the West End apartment nearby.”
Xie Yong parked his car on the side of the road. After getting out, he walked over to me and made an inviting gesture.
"Go to your house?" I looked at the luxurious villa in front of me and bit my lip.
Just by looking at the exterior of this villa, I can imagine how luxurious and beautiful it must be inside, and it seems completely out of place in my world.
“My parents live here. Besides the gardener who comes to clean the garden regularly, there are fewer than ten servants. Don’t worry.” Xie Yong pulled me out of the car. He was actually overly forceful and didn’t give me any right to refuse.
I know a little about his parents.
The father is currently the most prominent legislator in Empire State, and it is foreseeable that he will become the next mayor of Empire State, or even enter the federal government and rise to a higher position. His mother runs a multinational corporation and is also a member of her husband's campaign team. She is passionate about public welfare, environmental protection, and supports women's independent work.
The couple frequently participates in charitable and public welfare activities, earning them consistent praise from voters.
"Young Master, you're back."
"Okay, go make two cups of pear green tea and bring them to my study."
"knew."
As soon as I entered, the Xie family's servants came to greet me. The foyer and corridor were even more beautiful than I had imagined. The turquoise wallpaper was understated yet beautiful, and niche but expensive paintings hung on both sides of the walls.
The reception room behind the foyer is equipped with a wood-burning fireplace, but it is clearly for receiving ordinary guests. Next door is the butler's tea room and the passageway leading to the garden.
It wasn't until we reached the second floor that we found the formal living room and dining room, which were clearly meticulously designed. Artwork hung throughout the room, and antique furniture was placed in extremely tasteful locations, not overpowering the space, but understatedly beautiful and exquisitely refined.
The third to fifth floors are private rest areas, with the entire fifth floor belonging to Xie Yong. He was relaxed and at ease. As I followed behind him, the closer we got to his bedroom, the faster my heart raced. Did he want to sleep with me? He didn't need to make such a fuss by taking me back to his house; he could have just gone to his apartment or a hotel…
So what was his purpose? Was it simply to flaunt his family background and the undeniable wealth behind him?
That's so childish...
As I was thinking, I walked into his bedroom, a room that was very typical of the young master of the Qian family, and it was also very tasteful.
The main color scheme is dark classical, but not dull. The light is bright, and it doesn't feel oppressive or cramped. There's a marble fireplace, a gray carpet, a dark solid wood desk, a wardrobe, a gold coffee table, and a Murano chandelier overhead, along with a huge king's bed.
Photos of Xie Yong from childhood to adulthood are displayed on the fireplace.
Playing on a yacht with his parents, participating in charity events, tennis matches, campus king elections... Finally, the photo freezes on Xie Yong wearing a well-tailored suit, accompanying his father to a campaign speech. He is handsome, has a refined demeanor, and exudes nobility and composure. It is clear to the naked eye that he will become a promising young politician like his father.
I suddenly remembered the dream I had.
Xie Yong is the future mayor, and I actually ended up entangled with such a man... not even as his boyfriend or husband, but in a real secret relationship; he is the third party in a marriage.
Based on my current understanding of Xie Yong, he is calm, composed, arrogant, and even somewhat overconfident.
But considering his background, these issues seem completely insignificant.
Even though Xie Yong doesn't have the mature, commanding presence of Lin Jindong, he's still a privileged young man from a noble background. Based on my personality and appearance, I really don't think I'm worth him spending so much time and effort on me.
"What are you thinking? An hour has already passed. Are you just going to stay like this with your back to me and not say a word?" Xie Yong suddenly moved closer to me from behind, and my body trembled slightly. Today, I was wearing a pure white sweater with a V-neck, which wouldn't normally be anything special.
At this moment, Xie Yong's height was just right to allow him to see everything clearly under his collar.
I panicked a little, turned around, and pressed my buttocks against his desk. He narrowed his eyes slightly.
For a moment, all was quiet.
"What are you thinking about?" Xie Yong's voice came, and his eyes were actually quite imposing, which calmed my feverish mind.
I was a bit too impulsive.
I hurriedly returned to his home with a man I had only met a few times, and if he wanted to do something, I couldn't resist him.
I habitually bit my lip again, while Xie Yong's eyes slowly deepened. "Xiao Fu."
"I'm not meeting you to...sleep with you. I want to know the truth about what you're telling me." I mustered my courage. "Please tell me, what exactly do you know, and which parts are related to me?"
Xie Yong's appearance was already cold, so he simply moved his hands closer and placed them on either side of my body, thus completely imprisoning me in his embrace.
"Don't worry, I won't force you unless absolutely necessary, and I'm not that lenient." Xie Yong smiled, leaned down, and looked into my eyes. "You can learn about this gradually."
"Now can you tell me what you know?" I asked him again, trying to steady my racing heart.
"Xiao Fu, if you ask me that, I might not be able to answer you." Xie Yong said calmly. I really couldn't look into his eyes for too long, I always felt that I would lose control and do something wrong, so I simply kept looking down.
When I saw Xie Yong's collarbone beneath the slightly open collar of his shirt, my eyes widened in surprise. He looked at me for a few seconds, then his cold, white fingers simply unbuttoned a few more buttons, revealing taut, undulating muscles beneath the white fabric—a sexy and alluring sight.
"Then... can you at least tell me why you care about me?" I asked, feeling a little guilty.
Xie Yong grasped my hand; his palm was even hotter than my skin. I looked up at him, and his gaze was fixed on me. Suddenly, the man's arm, with its bulging veins, gently pulled me up, then lifted my chin.
The man's advances were so strong that I couldn't help but suspect that he had rehearsed countless times to seduce me.
With his refined and handsome appearance, he should have been a polite and well-mannered gentleman, not someone who grabbed my chin with one hand and kissed me directly.
Xie Yong's high, straight nose pressed against my face, kissing me until my chin tilted slightly upwards.
He pried my lips open, he suppressed my tongue, and one of his hands even gripped my waist. His melodious, deep voice rang out, "I fell in love with you at first sight."
My body went limp, and my fingertips instinctively pinched the muscles in his arm to prevent myself from losing strength from the kiss and falling to the ground.
Seeing this, Xie Yong used one hand to lift me up and sit me on the table. His long legs spread my legs apart and pressed me firmly onto the table. He also swept away everything on the table with a wave of his arm.
In a dizzying moment, I was even lying on his desk. He held my waist, and I had nowhere to retreat. I could only raise my neck, which made the soft strawberries under my knitwear tremble incessantly.
He smiled slightly, "Just like in my dream, so fragrant... You are indeed the most suitable person for me, Xiao Fu. Whether now or in the future, you will only be this beautiful when you are with me, won't you?"
Before I could even process the meaning of his words, Xie Yong continued to kiss me. We were both fully clothed, but the atmosphere grew increasingly ambiguous, as if all traces of intimacy had faded away. My hands hung limply on the cold table. I hesitated and struggled a little, my mind already dazed from the kisses.
The breath in front of him was so hot it sent shivers down my spine.
It was summer, but the table was excessively cold.
Finally, I raised my hand and climbed onto his neck. Between our lips, only increasingly rapid and ambiguous breaths could be heard.
"Young Master."
Outside the door, the servant was knocking. I widened my eyes and quickly pushed Xie Yong away, telling him to let me go.
He smiled, gently tucked the hair that was stuck to my cheek behind my ear, and even pinched my earlobe, which gave me a tingling sensation before I got up from the table.
The servants, having received no instructions from Xie Yong, remained silent and quiet outside the house.
He raised an eyebrow slightly. "I thought you would ask me when I met you and when I started to like you."
I shook my head. Since I was already immersed in his superb kissing skills, I didn't want to be pretentious and ask any more irrelevant questions. I just wanted to know if the vague, bad feeling I had in my dream was true.
Seeing me looking at him like that, Xie Yong turned his head slightly. He still made me sit on the table, but his fingers pressed against my neck, and he kissed me again as if he had lost control.
Has he never kissed a woman in his life? I started punching his shoulder, and Xie Yong finally kept his word, saying, "I won't force anyone unless it's absolutely necessary."
His palm pressed against my neck, applying a little force that left me completely unable to resist.
"Be good, let me finish kissing you."
I shuddered and closed my eyes. At first, he was still enjoying the sweetness and kissing me, but later it became a plundering again, fiercely pressing down on my tongue and sucking it.
"..." I was panting, my eyes were wet with tears. He reluctantly bit my lip again, his forehead pressed against mine. I had never heard a man breathe so heavily without restraint before. Even Jiang Mingzhuo seemed to control himself better than Xie Yong.
I can't let him control me anymore. I clutched his clothes with my fingertips. "I...I can stay with you."
"You won't let me be your boyfriend?" Xie Yong glanced at me, "What makes me worse than Jiang Mingzhuo?"
I shook my head. "...I want to maintain this relationship with you, but you have to give me the right to stop it at any time."
Xie Yong looked up at me, giving off a strong sense of pressure.
"If you don't want to, then forget it," I said, and was about to get down when Xie Yong suddenly grabbed me. There seemed to be a hint of helplessness in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down, as if he had already known I would say that. He nodded, "I promised you that you could stop it, and I would never tell anyone about what happened between us."
“I’m with you, and we’re in this relationship because I want to know the truth about me that you’re telling me…” I looked at him. “If this is just an excuse you’re using to lie to me, then it’s over between us.”
Xie Yong sneered, "Of course."
We stared at each other for a few more seconds before he let the servants into the study.
The stall was a mess, littered with papers and books that Xie Yong and I had just left behind during our passionate kiss. The servant, seemingly oblivious, expertly poured tea. The tea was pale green, with sweet pear slices, and even the cup was clearly an antique, quite valuable.
I gently picked up the teacup and took a small sip.
Xie Yong seemed to have completely accepted this clandestine relationship. While I was drinking tea, he pulled me closer and said leisurely, "Jiang Mingzhuo seems to be waking up in less than an hour."
I suddenly looked down at my phone.
Noticing that it was almost 3 p.m., I hurriedly wanted to go home. Xie Yong raised an eyebrow: "The skirt, and the clothes."
My face flushed as I zipped up my skirt, smoothed out the slight wrinkles in my sweater, and felt a slight soreness under the tight straps of my camisole, which he had been rubbing vigorously for a long time. I didn't even notice that my decorative earring had fallen onto the table; I just hurriedly picked up my coat.
"What are you afraid of? I told you, I won't let you be found out."
I glanced at him. Xie Yong had his arms crossed, looking relaxed. I had just ripped off a few buttons from his shirt, and now it was wide open without any regard for the fact that his pale skin was strikingly white.
Her burning lips pressed against my neck once more.
I wanted to refuse him, but Xie Yong kept kissing me tenderly. "Give me twenty more minutes, and I promise you'll be back before he wakes up. Nothing will happen."
The car stopped in front of my apartment at exactly the time Xie Yong had promised me.
I walked up the steps. Behind me, Xie Yong, who was sitting in the car, kept looking at me. I deliberately ignored his gaze until Xie Yong spoke to me.
"Xiao Fu".
I hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at him.
"Do you really think you love him, or are you just afraid of him?" Xie Yong's voice was unusually calm and composed. His usual confident smile had disappeared, and he was now just looking at me expressionlessly. "Once you figure it out, you'll know that I have a way to make Jiang Mingzhuo leave you completely, and you'll never have to be so anxious again."
I jolted awake, as if suddenly jolted awake by the cold wind. I had forgotten that Xie Yong and I were having an affair behind Jiang Mingzhuo's back, not because he was incapable of competing with Jiang Mingzhuo, but because he had enough strength and resources to be Jiang Mingzhuo's opponent.
Xie Yong's tone was cold, as if the man who had just been intimately entwined with me had instantly transformed into this strong and rational figure.
I didn't answer him and pushed open the door to the apartment.
Inside the elevator, I suddenly felt a little nervous. I wasn't sure how long the drug would take effect, and Jiang Mingzhuo might have already woken up. What excuse would I use then? I looked at my reflection in the faint image on the elevator wall.
That face was still pure and beautiful, but her eyelashes trembled nervously.
I covered my face. I couldn't tell whether I was afraid he would find out about it, or I hoped he would find out, be disappointed, and leave me as soon as possible.
Do I really love him?
I took out a hair clip from my bag, clipped it up, and then used my keys to open the door.
When I entered the apartment, I saw Jiang Mingzhuo sitting on the sofa playing with the cat. I breathed a sigh of relief. He was holding the cat and occasionally looking at his phone, probably dealing with company matters. His expression was excessively cold.
"Mingzhuo," I said softly to him, "You're awake? Are you feeling any better? Are you still tired?"
Jiang Mingzhuo smiled faintly, "Xiao Fu, where did you go?"
"Today is the supermarket's special day, so I went to buy some things." I picked up the things that Xie Yong had specially arranged for the maid to buy, my heart pounding. I closed my eyes, calmed myself down, and then put the groceries into the refrigerator one by one.
Jiang Mingzhuo put the cat down, and the kitten meowed before curling up on the carpet to sleep. He then moved closer to me and casually picked up the packaged beef. "This is from Walmart? It doesn't look like it. Where did Xiaofu buy it?"
My heart was pounding, and I couldn't help but complain about Xie Yong. He had sent the servant to the nearest middle-class supermarket in the East District to buy things, and the price tags and the supermarket's distinctive green packaging were still on.
“It’s from Whole Foods Market. You’re with me, I can’t let you go hungry, can I?” I raised my hand, stood on tiptoe, and flicked Jiang Mingzhuo’s nose.
He gave a lazy reply and picked up the blueberry smoothie I had bought.
He wrapped his long arm around my waist and chuckled inexplicably, "Xiao Fu, did you finish the blueberry cake I made this morning?"
"Huh? Hmm, I'm hungry." I took out the steak, put it in a frying pan to grill, then seasoned it, and brought it to the table, my fingers clenched tightly, feeling very nervous.
Jiang Mingzhuo chuckled softly, not saying a word, but kissing my cheek, his fingers intentionally or unintentionally playing with my ear, "You lost an earring, I'll send you another pair tomorrow, have someone bring it to you."
My eyelashes trembled slightly, my heart pounding with nervousness, and I didn't even notice that my earring was missing. I forced myself to look him in the eye, trying to avoid his gaze.
Jiang Mingzhuo's handsome face suddenly loomed large before my eyes. He embraced me, just like Xie Yong had done earlier that day, and lifted me up onto the kitchen counter. I clung tightly to his neck, my body stiffening.
“Last night, I’m sorry… I know Xiao Fu wouldn’t be interested in those kinds of men.” Jiang Mingzhuo apologized to me again. Unlike Xie Yong’s cold fragrance, Jiang Mingzhuo preferred to surround me with the clear and pleasant scent of silvery mountain spring water. He hugged me tightly. “I don’t care about anything. Let’s start over. Please forgive me.”
He kissed the corner of my mouth, his tone so gentle and pitiful, yet I felt a sense of powerlessness, an inability to break free or escape, as if I had fallen into a deep, dark sea.
I should tell Jiang Mingzhuo about breaking up.
In the evening, I still had to go to my part-time job at the store. Tomorrow I'm accompanying Lu Qixi to her law firm interview, so I specifically switched shifts with the store manager tonight. Jiang Mingzhuo saw me off to the department store entrance. I hesitated, then told him that I had something to tell him.
Jiang Mingzhuo changed into a black haute couture suit, his posture was upright and elegant, and he seemed to have returned to the look that made my heart flutter.
"Okay, we can talk about it when we get home, okay?" Jiang Mingzhuo stroked my face. "I bought you a Bulgari, I'm sure you'll like it."
His gaze still carried that subtle sense of aggression, and there was a hint of madness about him. The words that were on the tip of my tongue remained unspoken.
Am I really afraid of him, as Xie Yong said?
Was I trying to get rid of him by dating other men, or was I leaving him because of guilt? I watched the car drive away in silence, my steps becoming heavier until I arrived at the store.
In the changing room, I slowly changed my clothes. Lu Qixi pulled me aside and asked, "Xiao Fu, have you been with Young Master Jiang these past few days? How were your dates?"
Seeing her enthusiasm, I forced a smile. "Qixi Festival, I think..."
"Xiao Fu, how about we just skip tomorrow? I'll go by myself." She suddenly said this, and I was taken aback.
I gradually realized that the only girl in my life I could call a friend hadn't contacted me for a long time. Jiang Mingzhuo seemed to have naturally replaced Lu Qixi. He was always by my side like Lu Qixi was, as if my world only had him left.
"No, for Qixi Festival, I want to go with you..."
I gripped Lu Qixi's hand tightly. Her face showed guilt, which only made me more uneasy. I held her firmly as if I were afraid she would leave.
She couldn't help but laugh. "What's wrong? Other girls can't wait to be with their dates every day, but you seem to be itching to run away."
"I don't think we're a good match." I combed my long, curly hair in front of the mirror, then tied it into a high ponytail. I looked down at the earrings Jiang Mingzhuo had given me, thought for a moment, and put them in my bag. "Maybe we'll have to break up soon."
Lu Qixi remained silent, looking somewhat troubled, her expression a mixture of sympathy, confusion, and sadness.
In the end, she simply hugged me to comfort me.
There weren't many guests tonight, and I was a bit distracted, just spacing out on the second floor. The moonlight outside the window was getting deeper and deeper, and I noticed that several of the older women, including Lu Qixi, were gathered together, which piqued my curiosity.
After a pause, I walked over too. On my phone was a TikTok video. In the dim light of night, all I could see was a Maybach and a Volkswagen crashing violently into each other. Screams filled the air, the road conditions were terrible, and there was black snow everywhere. It looked like a very bad situation.
"Oh my god, isn't this near the Empire State Building?" Lu Qixi covered her mouth. "I'm too scared to drive anymore, the road conditions have been really bad lately."
"It's snowing everywhere, it's so annoying, I really want to go on vacation to California."
The car accident seemed like a boring interlude, and everyone quickly moved on to other topics until a series of footsteps approached at a leisurely pace. We all turned around at once and saw Jiang Zhao suddenly appear in front of us.
He didn't look at anyone at all, but his open conversation in the store still made everyone's faces turn pale and red, and they all made excuses to leave.
Jiang Zhao himself is extremely intimidating, with an arrogant look in his eyes, looking down on everyone and making people afraid.
"Mr. Jiang." My heart was still pounding from the shock when I saw him, and I instinctively took a step back.
Jiang Zhao noticed my resistance and said in a frosty voice, "Come out."
"I'm still at work..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhao grabbed my chin and pinched it hard, as if he wanted to crush my face. I trembled and said, "What's wrong with you? Don't go crazy..."
Jiang Zhao coldly squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth, "You cheated on me."
"No, it hurts, let me go..." I struggled for a moment, and Jiang Zhao's hand went down, ruthlessly wiping away the concealer on my neck, revealing the red spots that had been lovingly kissed.
He curled his lips into a particularly wicked smile, a cold smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.
Actually, Jiang Mingzhuo didn't like leaving marks on my neck. To him, these places weren't safe, and he hated anyone's gaze on me.
Xie Yong is the only one who likes me very much, but Jiang Mingzhuo hasn't touched me at all these past few days, so he probably can't tell the difference.
I never imagined that Jiang Zhao and Jiang Mingzhuo were so close. This older brother knew exactly what his younger brother's hobbies and the fun he had with his girlfriend.
Jiang Zhao grabbed me from the store and shoved me into his car. I fell heavily to the ground, struggling to control my breathing. I didn't know what I had done to anger him, or if he had seen me at Xie Yong's house.
"Jiang Mingzhuo called me before the car accident." When Jiang Zhao saw that I wanted to dodge, he grabbed my ankle. I screamed and resisted. When the man saw this, his eyes became more fierce and his tone was full of anger.
"I was going to let you go." Jiang Zhao's cold face radiated a chilling and menacing aura. "You're with Jiang Mingzhuo now, and you're still going to cheat on me?"
He was gripping my calf tightly, leaving red marks. I looked at him in fear and could only tell him, "That's between me and your brother. He doesn't mind, so why are you interfering..."
"Fine." Jiang Zhao's eyes were exceptionally cold, and a chilling smirk played on his lips.
"I'll show you whether I have the right to tell you what to do."
[Author's Note]
Jiang Zhao and Xie Yong liked to kiss each other on the neck, so Jiang Zhao knew exactly what was going on with her, and he had seen her with Xie Yong.
The car accident made Xiao Fu completely inseparable from Jiang Mingzhuo, because strictly speaking, the accident happened during their relationship. Whether Jiang Mingzhuo did it intentionally is the first question in the third playthrough's main storyline.
I haven't been getting many comments lately, so I'm feeling a bit emo. I'm starting to wonder if my writing has gotten worse, and I'm beginning to doubt myself.
However, after patiently reviewing the outline the day before yesterday and yesterday, I feel that the third draft should still follow the original plan and won't be changed. My work is quite busy, and I've never said that this story would be updated daily. Generally, if I don't update, I'll try to make up for it on the weekend. I hope everyone can be understanding. If possible, I would also like to update daily, but when I'm busy, I often don't even have time to check my phone, so I forgot to send the leave slip.
I'm giving out red envelopes in this chapter, sorry about that. Being a corporate slave is tough; we basically have no autonomy, and we're forced to work overtime whenever we want. Thank you all for your understanding.
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