Chapter 151 You are Free
Chen Jingyang frowned and licked his back teeth.
He didn't know how many times Jiang Xi slapped him when she knelt outside the door begging him, but it must have been quite a lot, because when he opened the door to send Jiang Xi away, her face was so swollen that she could barely see her eyes.
He slowly exhaled.
Should I slap myself in the face?
He had never done this job before.
However, I have seen quite a few.
I've never eaten pork, but I've seen pigs run. Although I've never done it, it's not a difficult task.
Without much hesitation, Chen Jingyang raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face.
Xiao Jiang felt a surge of immense satisfaction and superiority!
Chen Jingyang, who was always arrogant and haughty and never gave him a second glance no matter how much he begged or fawned, actually knelt down in front of him and obediently slapped himself. What an exciting and delightful thing this was!
His voice was extremely excited: "Young Master Chen, haven't you eaten? Give it your all!"
"Slap! Slap!" The crisp, chilling sound of slaps, accompanied by the vibration of facial muscles and even the faint cracking of bones, echoed in the room.
Lin Zheyan almost bit his tongue when he saw this!
Chen Jingyang, such a noble and handsome man, was kneeling in front of others with his head down and back hunched over, slapping himself hard again and again. He really couldn't bear to watch!
But apart from turning his head away and closing his eyes, there was nothing else he could do.
Zhang Pengfei opened his blurry, tear-filled eyes and looked at Chen Jingyang.
Chen Jingyang's silhouette still brings a sense of peace.
His back was still as broad and thick as ever, and even though he was kneeling, his lean waist was still straight and strong.
However, he slapped himself so hard that his whole body trembled slightly with the swing of his arm, like a tree swaying in a hurricane.
Lin Zheyan suddenly felt a warmth on his fingertips. He quickly opened his eyes and saw a streak of crimson blood sliding down his fingertips—Zhang Pengfei had bitten his own lip raw!
"Pengfei!" Lin Zheyan hurriedly touched the corner of his mouth, but didn't know what else to say.
At this moment, language is too powerless to soothe the turmoil in people's hearts!
Just by looking at Zhang Pengfei's trembling eyes, it's not hard to guess what kind of turbulent waves were going through his mind!
Although Xiao Jiang did not torture Zhang Pengfei, Lin Zheyan was almost certain that at this moment, no one was suffering more pain than Zhang Pengfei!
There's something Xiao Jiang really said: If it weren't for Zhang Pengfei, who could make Chen Jingyang so obedient?!
Since when did he become the only sharp blade capable of wounding Chen Jingyang?
As long as you have him in your hand, you can stab Chen Jingyang at will, and Chen Jingyang will not only not resist, but will even offer himself up!
But he didn't want to become such a knife!
Chen Jingyang's face was burning, and his hands felt like they had been scalded with boiling water. He didn't count how many times he hit him, because it was pointless.
As long as Xiao Jiang doesn't tell him to stop, he can't stop; otherwise, Zhang Pengfei will likely be the one to suffer.
He understands such a simple truth.
Xiao Jiang seemed to be watching a grand spectacle, his face gradually revealing an expression of fascination. The scene was so breathtaking that no one like him could remain vigilant under such circumstances.
He couldn't help but want to escalate the situation: "Young Master Chen, you're being so quiet, it's so boring! Come on, tell me, why did you slap yourself?"
Chen Jingyang was already breathing heavily. Even though he was in good physical condition, he was starting to run out of energy after continuously hitting his face with such force.
He swallowed hard, paused for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Because of me, I did something wrong."
"Mmm~" Xiao Jiang let out a sound of enjoyment, and teased, "So, Young Master Chen, what should you say?"
"I'm sorry, I was wrong."
A dazzling light flashed in Xiao Jiang's eyes, but his voice was fiercer than ever before: "Yes! That's it! Say it loudly, and slap me hard!"
"Smack!"
"I'm sorry, I was wrong."
"Smack!"
"I'm sorry, I was wrong."
......
"You...!" Lin Zheyan's heart felt like it was being gripped by a pair of vises, the pain causing him to tremble. He couldn't help but exclaim, "That's too much!"
Xiao Jiang looked up and smiled, "Oh? Is that going too far? How about I find someone else?"
As he spoke, he pressed his finger on the screen!
"No!" Chen Jingyang cried out in anguish, "It's my fault!" He crawled forward two steps on his knees, pleading with Xiao Jiang in fear, "Punish me! Don't touch him!"
Xiao Jiang pursed his lips at Lin Zheyan and smiled helplessly: "Look, you heard that, Young Master Chen won't allow it!"
Lin Zheyan lowered his head in resentment, while Chen Jingyang slapped himself even harder, his voice tinged with fear: "I was wrong, it's all my fault!"
The swollen cheeks could no longer bear the weight, and a trail of bright red blood slowly trickled from the corner of the mouth. Before long, even the nose began to bleed.
Chen Jingyang's hands were sticky; he was too tired and was hitting slower and slower. His face was swollen like a steamed bun, covered in blood, and looked extremely miserable.
Xiao Jiang seemed to have finally had enough and came up with a new idea: "Young Master Chen, are you tired? Stop fighting and climb a few laps to recover your strength."
Chen Jingyang seemed to have slapped himself into a daze. He paused for a moment before obediently bending down and slowly crawling forward.
He was dressed in a well-tailored suit and tie, and his leather shoes were polished. Despite his air of a social elite, he was crawling on all fours on the ground. The visual effect was even greater than when he was kneeling there and slapping himself.
Xiao Jiang couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth, gently lowering her eyes to enjoy Chen Jingyang's performance.
Chen Jingyang lowered his head, then secretly raised his eyes, a faint but sharp glint flashing in them.
He crawled weakly, and when he was still two or three steps away from Xiao Jiang, he suddenly lunged forward. Before Xiao Jiang could react, he was knocked to the ground!
The phone slipped from his hand and, by sheer coincidence, landed right at Lin Zheyan's feet!
"Uh...! Chen Jingyang!" Xiao Jiang ignored the pain and looked up at him in fear.
Chen Jingyang silently untied his tie, quickly tied Xiao Jiang's hands and feet together, picked him up and threw him into the bathroom, then closed the door and walked towards Zhang Pengfei.
He crouched down and softly called to the person curled up in Lin Zheyan's arms: "Baby."
Zhang Pengfei turned his head, his eyes brimming with tears. The wound on his lip had stopped bleeding, but it was still swollen.
He looked at Chen Jingyang, his eyes sweeping over Chen Jingyang's disfigured face inch by inch. He really wanted to touch that face and ask him if it hurt.
But in the end, he let the salty tears flow into the corners of his mouth and said to Chen Jingyang, word by word, "Chen Jingyang, let me go."
Neither becoming a dog nor a knife is what he desires.
This farce should come to an end.
Chen Jingyang visibly trembled, and two streams of hot tears shot out like a faucet suddenly turned on, without warning. As they flowed down his cheeks, it was as if one could hear the "sizzling" sound of salt water flowing through his wounds.
"Okay." He opened Xiao Jiang's phone, unlocked the collar, and carefully took it off.
His hand was only a centimeter away from Zhang Pengfei's face, and he could even feel the faint body temperature coming from there, but he paused and did not dare to touch it - how could he let such a face get blood on it?
On his swollen face, splattered with red ink, he forced a half-hearted smile, his eyes overflowing with tenderness, and his mouth full of blood as he whispered, "Pengfei, from now on, you are free."
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