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What exactly did Xie Yong see...? I lowered my eyes.
Did they discover that I secretly went to visit Yu Xu?
He remained silent to the side, watching me deliberately provoke Ye Fenglin, causing his wound to reopen and forcing him to remain hospitalized... @Unlimited good stories, all at Literary City
I suddenly shivered, my eyelashes fluttered, and beads of sweat appeared on my palms. I couldn't guess what was going on. But Xie Yong was always so calm and composed; I couldn't even discern the truth from his expression.
Xie Yong stretched out his hand, and in his large palm lay the lipstick with a faint jasmine scent.
His every move was controlled and graceful, revealing the nobility and arrogance of someone born into an upper-class family. His actions seemed well-intentioned, but I was excessively nervous. I dared not accept it, and I had no idea when the lipstick had fallen off.
"You don't want it anymore?" Seeing that I hadn't moved, he held the lipstick in his long, slender, pale fingers and waved it at me.
I nodded. There was no point in continuing the stalemate with him. I turned around and took only two steps when Xie Yong grabbed my hand from behind. My waist was numb and aching from the previous slapping, and my whole body felt incredibly weak. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't break free from Xie Yong's strong grip.
“…No…” I remembered what the doctor had told me, and a slight sound of refusal came from my lips, but it sounded more like a groan and a sob.
A hint of surprise flashed across Xie Yong's cold eyes.
He stared at me intently. I hesitated and stepped back. In the quiet corridor, my back was pressed tightly against the wall, my heart pounding. I looked into Xie Yong's eyes and for a moment it felt like I was back in the past, when he also liked to look at me with such fervent focus.
"Does Ye Zi know you dare to be so fickle?" Xie Yong's hand, cool to the touch, gripped my chin.
The atmosphere around them was both intense and ambiguous.
I reached out and grabbed his wrist, while quickly taking out my phone with my other hand. "I like Ye Fenglin, and I'm his date."
Xie Yong raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and then pinched my chin with his slender fingers. "Coincidentally, I like girls who already have someone they love, especially girls who already have boyfriends."
"..." How could he be so shameless! My face turned red with embarrassment. Such blunt and vulgar words were something Xie Yong would be very reluctant to say, yet he dared to say them so naturally. I pushed him again, but Xie Yong directly pushed me against the wall.
He loved these long, patient kisses. Full of provocation, it started with warm lips and a gentle, lingering intimacy, but gradually, like the hidden strength and confidence in his personality, he began to lick sweetly. This kiss sent shivers down my spine; I wanted to resist, but my body's instinctive reaction made my hands fall limply…
Seeing me sobbing uncontrollably, Xie Yong finally let go of me and whispered in my ear, "Jiang Fu, you like me. There are so many men around you, would you react so strongly if they all kissed you just like I do?"
No, I didn't.
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I hate them. They always inexplicably make me admit that I'm weak and that I have to depend on them...
Jiang Mingzhuo and Jiang Zhao were like this, and so was Xie Yong.
During my time at the Jiang family home, I naively thought that Jiang Mingzhuo never let go of me because he couldn't let go of me and was very worried about me.
After all, Jiang Mingzhuo is very handsome and has a good personality. He has countless people around him, but I only have the two brothers with me. I don't even have any friends.
I rely on Jiang Mingzhuo a lot and I like him very much.
He excelled in his studies so he could tutor me; he loved cooking because I enjoy all kinds of delicious food; he learned boxing so he could protect me… I felt a little uneasy then, and I wanted to tell Jiang Mingzhuo that he didn't need to do this. @Unlimited good articles, all at Literary City
"Xiao Fu, I did all this for you. I love you so much. I'm willing to do anything for you. I don't need you to do anything. You just need to stay by my side, okay?" Jiang Mingzhuo looked at me with deep affection.
I was very young when I heard someone say so earnestly that he loved me, that he didn't need me to give anything, that I just needed to enjoy it wholeheartedly. I was stunned.
No, but something doesn't feel right. I keep thinking about it.
Until my "consciousness" suddenly awoke, I realized that I was being kept in a cage built by Jiang Mingzhuo with "love". I was like a delicate and powerless flower in a greenhouse, which would die if there was even the slightest wind or sun, and I could only be cared for by Jiang Mingzhuo for the rest of my life.
I want to be independent, and I want to learn and try things I've never done before, but things never go smoothly; I stumble and fall along the way. I feel like I'm too stupid, inherently different from others. That day, if I hadn't come home early and seen Jiang Mingzhuo chatting with the housekeeper…
“Young Master, Miss Xiao Fu is actually very athletic, and she also likes to play tennis. Why don’t you want her to join the team? The team is all girls, and no boy would be interested in Miss Xiao Fu.”
“Xiao Fu hasn’t spoken to me for days since she started playing tennis,” Jiang Mingzhuo said casually. “Just do as I say, put some pressure on her, make her realize that she’s not cut out for tennis at all, and she’ll naturally come back to me. As for playing tennis, my brother and I will play with her, that’s enough.”
Hearing his words, I trembled with anger. I rushed over to Jiang Mingzhuo, tears streaming down my face, "How could you do this..."
Jiang Mingzhuo smiled gently, still as handsome as ever, but his eyes seemed unfathomable. He reached out his hand to me, and I was afraid.
"Xiao Fu, what are you afraid of?" Jiang Mingzhuo asked me.
I didn't dare look him in the eye. I just said, "You can't do this, Mingzhuo. I want to join the team."
"You're not suitable, Xiao Fu."
"I haven't even participated in the competition yet, how do you know I can't?"
Jiang Mingzhuo smiled and said, "I know you better than anyone else, Xiao Fu. I've always been by your side, taking care of you without leaving your side for a moment. You can't do it, don't try it. It would break my heart if you got hurt."
“No, no, I haven’t tried these things yet. I don’t have to depend on you…” I shook my head, becoming increasingly incoherent. “Mingzhuo, I can’t be by your side forever. I have to become independent.”
Jiang Mingzhuo lowered his eyelids, his cold tone frightening me, "You don't want to be with me, you want to marry my brother?"
"I don't want to spend my whole life by your and Jiang Zhao's side. Am I supposed to never get married?" I finally broke down. "You can't do this to me."
Jiang Mingzhuo looked at me with a strange yet tender gaze. He smiled and said, "Who do you want to marry? No, besides me and my brother, who would marry you? Are there people around you who don't even know who you are?"
The handsome and refined young man, who was usually so gentle and patient, uttered the most blunt and cruel words at this moment: "Xiao Fu, I even doubt that you have any ability to survive. How will you live without me?"
So what? I stared at him blankly.
He paused, and his entire aura changed. His condescending posture was more like the kind of cold and contemptuous look that others feared most. I kept backing away. Jiang Mingzhuo's tone wasn't loud, but it was extremely cruel.
"Tell me, can you live without me? You're so weak and pitiful. If you go out, someone will target you and eat you clean." Jiang Mingzhuo stroked my long hair, his fingers moving in a somewhat flirtatious manner. Suddenly, he kissed me.
I struggled and resisted, and I realized I was trembling. Jiang Mingzhuo gestured to the butler to leave.
The garden was empty except for him and me. He kissed the top of my head and kept emphasizing, "It's okay, Xiao Fu. You can rely on me as much as you want. Didn't I tell you I would take good care of you? You see, you only have feelings for me, and you can only marry me."
...
My consciousness slowly returned. I looked at the tall, calm man in front of me and knew that as long as I softened my stance and threw myself into Xie Yong's arms, he would turn a blind eye and forget everything he had just seen.
No, I shook my head, my hands trembling. Finally, I couldn't bear it any longer and raised my hand.
“Any man kissing me like that would make me feel something, it’s not proof that I like you.” I told Xie Yong on my phone. When he saw the text that was lit up on the screen, his smile disappeared, the curve of his lips almost vanished, and his eyes were filled with suppressed emotions.
That way, he should finally give up. I had almost used up all my courage today, and I forced myself not to look away, just awkwardly staring at him.
Xie Yong is at least 1.85 meters tall, more than half a head taller than me.
He pressed down on me, forceful and possessive. Seeing that he remained silent, I felt I had achieved my goal and was about to leave when Xie Yong suddenly hugged me tightly, leaning his entire body against me. I was extremely surprised and tried to push him away, but suddenly, I touched the back of his hand.
Why is it so hot? I was terrified. Xie Yong looked at me, a dark look flashing in his eyes, and his voice lowered, "I feel very uncomfortable right now, I think I've caught a cold."
He was holding my waist, and it hurt a lot, so I had to raise my hand and hit his shoulder.
"Take me home." Xie Yong's short, dark hair brushed against my neck, tickling me slightly. "If anything happens to me, you'll be in trouble."
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