Jealousy
Jealousy
Xie Yong was too close to me. He grabbed my struggling hands with one hand and easily lifted them above my head. He looked calm and his body moved closer and closer to me. He could do whatever he wanted to me at any time.
"..." No, no, you can't!
I was all too familiar with the aura emanating from him, and I understood what the emotions hidden in his eyes truly represented. He remained motionless, and I felt an overwhelming sense of aggression. I wanted to resist, but he was strong and held me down, making it impossible for me to move at all.
I bit my lip as he leaned down, his body pressed against my neck. "How long have you been studying me? You knew I hate strong perfumes, so you specially changed to a light jasmine scent to sit next to me. You knew I'm interested in pretty, delicate girls, so you deliberately pretended to be like this to get close to me..."
No, no, I didn't. I shook my head as he listed my "crimes" one by one. Xie Yong couldn't help himself, his voice growing deeper and darker. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, and his fingers were strong as he forcefully lifted my chin. I looked at him.
"No?" He smirked, staring into my eyes for a moment. "Then why did you attend that party? Why did you sit on my lap during the game? Why didn't you refuse when I kissed you? Why did you go to my house? I told you I have a girlfriend, and you're not my type, so why did you still approach me?"
I was stunned. Xie Yong hugged me and kissed me even more unrestrainedly. I could even feel the sweet taste of fruit candy in his mouth.
I feel a little wronged.
Why would Xie Yong distort the facts when there was nothing to it?
How is what he did any different from Jiang Mingzhuo and Jiang Zhao?
I shifted my body, and Xie Yong immediately lowered his head. Someone was calling in the car. He cursed under his breath, and after a long time, he finally found his phone and pressed the answer button.
"Brother Xie Yong..." Lin Zhi'en's gentle voice rang out, and I instantly opened my eyes wide. Shame made tears well up in my eyes and roll down my cheeks. Xie Yong saw how upset I was, his pupils contracted slightly, and he stopped.
"Didn't you say you were going to come see my performance today? I received your gift. Where are you?" Lin Zhi'en smiled. "What's keeping you so busy that you can't even come backstage to congratulate me?"
Xie Yong's voice returned to its usual cold tone, "Congratulations."
“That’s not enough. You go first, okay? Ye Zi and I are still waiting for you,” Lin Zhi’en paused, then added, “And Jiang Fu… that girl who’s been following you. Aren’t you going to introduce her to us?”
After a long pause, Xie Yong spoke calmly, "Who told you to call me now?"
Not to mention Lin Zhi'en, even I was stunned, staring at Xie Yong without moving. His voice was cold, as if he were speaking with thorns, and his sarcasm was very strong, "Did Ye Fenglin send you to find me?"
Lin Zhi'en didn't know what to say for a moment. This brief silence seemed to be an admission of what Xie Yong said.
"Let Ye Fenglin hear this clearly: Jiang Fu is pursuing me and she likes me. What we do now is none of his business."
As soon as Xie Yong finished speaking, I could no longer bear it. Taking advantage of the moment when my hands were released, I slapped the man in front of me hard.
"...Brother Xie Yong?"
The slap was loud, and Lin Zhi'en was stunned. She shouted a few times, and I vaguely heard her say, "Don't hurt her. She's looking for you because of her boyfriend."
Before Lin Zhi'en could finish speaking, Xie Yong smashed her phone against the other side of the car.
He laughed in anger, nodded at me, and said, "Get out."
I opened the car door and left without looking back. I hadn't taken more than a few steps when my arm was suddenly grabbed tightly again. I turned around angrily. His already short patience seemed to have run out long ago, and now he was just issuing me a final ultimatum.
"Two choices. Be my girlfriend, or never appear in front of me again."
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