Splash—
Qin Xue abruptly turned off the tap, her knuckles turning white from the force.
Cosimo's wife? Thesis defense?
Could it be that they're talking about her?
Cosimo is insane! They've never even met, yet he's already treating her like his wife based solely on a painting!
That's incredibly disrespectful to her opinion!
Qin Xue stormed out of the bathroom, looking like someone had offended her.
She was preoccupied with figuring out how to clear up the rumors about her affair with Cosimo, completely unaware of the man walking in through the front door, and bumped right into his arms.
"you……"
Just as Qin Xue was about to make her move, the moment she looked up, her blood froze.
The man before her was none other than the sickly, insane man who had imprisoned her in her past life.
Cosimo.
Cosimo was adjusting his cufflinks; his expensive suit encased his explosive physique, making him resemble a snow leopard poised to pounce on its prey.
"Get out of the way."
Cosimo warned in a low voice in Italian.
Qin Xue took several steps back.
Oh no, he's already seen her face.
Should we run now?
It's too late, what should we do?
Qin Xue's legs went weak, and she kept backing away until she hit the cold tiles.
Cosimo frowned and glanced at Qin Xue.
He was about to see the woman he loved most, but unexpectedly, he encountered a clueless lunatic who blocked his way, preventing him from facing his wife in his best form.
unlucky.
The sinister look in Cosimo's eyes deepened.
He intended to walk straight over, but stopped when he caught sight of the woman's face.
Qin Xue's pupils suddenly contracted.
Is it ultimately impossible to escape?
Was she destined to become this man's possession?
Cosimo took a step forward, looking down at the trembling woman before him.
"Qin Xue, I'm warning you, stay away from Fu Yu."
"What?"
"Get out of Fu Yu's world."
Cosimo lowered his eyelids slightly and threatened with an air of authority: "My wife has me, that's enough for her. She doesn't need you scum to fill her life, understand?"
wife?
Qin Xue thought she had misheard.
As they were talking, Fu Yu walked over with a bright smile. Cosimo took her hand.
“I don’t want to leave you for a second. Since you’re staying in Paris for the next couple of days, I’m staying here too.”
"Then you promise... not to cause trouble, not, not to rush to my... advisor and threaten... him to make me... graduate immediately."
Cosimo touched the tip of his nose.
How did Fu Yu know that he had already threatened the department head?
He demanded that Fu Yu pass the thesis immediately so that she could graduate and leave as quickly as possible.
"Okay... alright."
"But you have to give me a reward."
Cosimo skillfully brought his right cheek to Fu Yu's lips, and Fu Yu gently kissed him.
"Not enough."
"..."
Looking at the loving couple in front of her, Qin Xue finally realized that Cosimo had not taken Fu Yu away to threaten her or force her to reveal Qin Xue's whereabouts.
Instead, it was to take Fu Yu back to Sicily and marry her.
Is it because Fu Yu saved him in this life that he wants to repay Fu Yu's kindness in this way?
Moreover, Fu Yu no longer stutters when she speaks, and she is much more confident than before.
Qin Xue had an indescribable feeling in her heart. She was happy to have regained her freedom, but she also felt that Cosimo's so-called true love was cheap.
Does that mean he has to marry whoever saves him?
What yandere, what unique love in the world, it's all a lie!
Qin Xue didn't remember how she got back to Chu Huainan's apartment. When she arrived, she found it in complete disarray.
In the past few days, Chu Huainan has been partying and having a blast with his friends to celebrate his graduation, and he's hardly ever home.
He had no interest in creating paintings at all; it seemed that in order to avoid any regrets, he went clubbing and partying like crazy before returning to China.
Qin Xue felt a mix of emotions.
The scenes of being with Cosimo in my past life involuntarily flashed through my mind.
After she graduated from university, Cosimo took her back to Sicily.
They even bring her along to gang meetings.
The elders felt this was inappropriate, worried that Qin Xue might overhear something she shouldn't and leak gang secrets.
But Cosimo said:
"She is my wife, she is my everything, I share my honor with her, and I firmly believe that she will not betray me, nor will I betray her."
When he was with Cosimo, he never attended any parties, big or small.
Qin Xue had heard that men in other gangs often had multiple wives and concubines, keeping several women on the side.
But Cosimo has always only ever had her.
Why think about these things?
Do you want to go back to the manor where you were imprisoned?
Do we feel like dolls being manipulated and played with every day?
Qin Xue suddenly woke up, washed her face at the sink, and used cold water to wake herself up.
That evening, Chu Huainan finally returned.
This time he wasn't drunk; he was holding his graduation certificate.
"Honey, I finally graduated! Let's go celebrate!"
"Still celebrating?"
Qin Xue instinctively wanted to refuse, but then she remembered that she had just compared Cosimo with Chu Huainan, and nodded guiltily.
Chu Huainan led Qin Xue to a small stall near a Paris alley.
Chu Huainan's friends had already ordered the food and were eagerly waiting for the main character to arrive.
The female classmate who had helped Chu Huainan earlier was now sitting next to him, and her expression seemed a little off.
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