Chapter 79 Do you dare to say that you don’t love her at all?
Behind him, there was no one.
Qu Ge was still frightened.
She frowned unconsciously, still feeling that the discomfort just now was too familiar.
An inexplicable intuition told her that Qiao Xian might also be in this manor at this moment!
However, this was just an unreliable intuition, and she couldn't be so nervous based on an intuition without any reason.
"What's wrong?"
Rong Zhoubai's concerned voice sounded in his ears, and he naturally put his hand on her lower back.
Qu Ge forced a smile and said, "Maybe I'm a little sleepy because of the wine I drank."
"Then I'll take you back to rest."
Rong Zhoubai didn't say a single word of unnecessary nonsense.
He stood up calmly and nodded slightly to the guests: "Sorry, everyone. I have to excuse myself for now."
Before he finished speaking, he took Qu Ge's hand in front of everyone.
Before Qu Ge could react, he pulled her towards the door.
On both sides, countless eyes followed them.
Among those eyes with different emotions, there is more suspicion about the relationship between them.
After all, the two are still "uncle and nephew" on the surface.
But Rong Zhoubai is a well-known playboy in Canada, and everyone knows that he will never let go of any opportunity to hunt for beauty.
Tonight, this young and beautiful "Miss He" was brought by him.
Now, they left hand in hand again...
The trick behind this is really intriguing.
The secrets of wealthy families, gossip and scandals have always been topics that everyone loves to hear.
Everyone was whispering and talking non-stop.
Qu Ge felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
She had known that she would be the focus of everyone's attention today, but she didn't want it to be in this way!
She quickly caught up with Rong Zhoubai and lowered her voice to ask in his ear, "Isn't this a bad idea?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"The elders haven't left yet, is it appropriate for us to leave first?"
"This is Canada. There aren't so many complicated rules."
Rong Zhoubai chuckled and teased her pedantry.
As they were talking, the two of them had already walked out the door.
The car is just ready.
Rong Zhoubai personally opened the car door for Qu Ge.
However, just a second before getting on the bus, that strange feeling came back!
Qu Ge suddenly frowned and looked quickly to the left.
That was the direction of the back garden. The lights were dim and it was pitch black, so I couldn't see anything clearly.
Rong Zhoubai followed her gaze and saw nothing as far as he could see, not even a mosquito.
"What are you looking at?" he was really curious.
Qu Ge felt increasingly uneasy, but could only shake his head: "It's okay, let's go."
…
Garden corner.
Qiao Xuan stood in the shadows where the light could not reach, and watched Qu Ge get into Rong Zhoubai's car.
He was like a ghost that could not see the light, and could only wander humbly in the darkness...
He is not qualified to attend this banquet tonight.
Originally, he wasn't even supposed to be here.
But, if Jasmine wants him to come, he must be on standby at all times.
Every time Jasmine was in a bad mood, Qiao Xuan would become her plaything for venting her anger.
After receiving her call, he rushed over without stopping.
But as soon as he stepped into the manor, his eyes were fixed on the scene in the glass window.
Through the door, Qu Ge was sitting next to Rong Zhoubai, smiling so brightly and charmingly!
That damn man actually shared a wine glass with her, and she didn't even refuse!
Outside the window, Qiao Xian's heart suddenly spasmed and blood roared in his eardrums.
He wanted to smash the troublesome glass window immediately and tear the people inside into pieces!
But……
"Mr. Qiao, Miss Jasmine is still waiting for you upstairs."
The maid's cold voice pierced from behind, mercilessly pulling him back to reality.
He saw his current situation clearly—
He is no longer the Qiao Xian of the past.
At this moment, he has nothing and is not even qualified to be in the same room with Qu Ge!
His teeth were clenched so hard that they ached, but he could only stand there and be a pathetic bystander.
He watched Rong Zhoubai holding Qu Ge's hand and walking towards the door.
The attention from all around them was gazing at them ambiguously...
Once upon a time, these envious glances and the seat next to her... all belonged to him!
But now, he was like a lost dog, not even having the courage to appear in front of her!
Qiao Xuan stared at the taillights of the departing car until his eyes stung and a bloody taste rose in his throat...
He clenched his fists, vowing to take back everything that belonged to him!
All waiting!
When he climbs out of this quagmire, he will make them pay for everything they have done!
He wanted that ungrateful woman to kneel down and beg him to come back!
This time, he will never be soft-hearted towards her again!
…
Qiao Xuan entered from the back door and walked through the deserted corridor on the second floor.
The room at the end of the corridor.
When he pushed the door open, Jasmine was leaning against the French window, a slender mint cigarette between her fingers.
Amidst the smoke, her profile was as cold as an ice sculpture.
There was no light in the room, only the dim light from the corridor shone in, casting mottled shadows on her expensive red dress.
Hearing the door open, she didn't turn around, but just gave an unquestionable order -
"Kneel down."
She pointed to the spot at her feet with her eyes.
Qiao Xu'an had long been disgusted with her morbid preferences.
But he didn't show it on his face, he just walked over obediently.
Leather shoes made a rustling sound as they stepped on the soft carpet.
The next second, he knelt down at her feet with a thud.
The suit fabric was stretched tight at the knees, creating sharp folds.
Jasmine finally relaxed her brows in satisfaction, a hint of sarcasm appearing on her lips.
She looked down at him, put the tips of her high heels on his shoulders and stepped down hard.
"Stand up straight." She corrected his posture like a strict instructor. "Even if you kneel, I want you to kneel with dignity. That's what looks good."
His shoulders felt heavily pressed down, and the intense feeling of humiliation tormented Qiao Xuan's remaining self-esteem.
He gritted his teeth and continued to do as she said.
The man's back was straight, his chin slightly raised, as if he was not kneeling, but sitting in the conference room on the top floor of the Qiao Group building.
His eyes were terribly dark.
However, in the darkness, no one could see the hostility hidden in his eyes.
Jasmine stroked his cheek with satisfaction.
Suddenly, she raised her hand and slapped him hard.
“Bang!”
A crisp sound.
Qiao Xuan tilted his face and tasted a hint of rust on his tongue.
But he didn't move, not even raising his hand to wipe the blood oozing from the corner of his lips.
He just raised his eyes calmly and looked at her: "You are in a bad mood today, is it because of Qu Ge?"
This was the first time Qiao Xian mentioned this name in front of Jasmine.
He hadn't dared to say it before because he was afraid that if Jasmine knew Qu Ge was still alive, it would be bad for her.
And now, Qu Ge actually appeared in White Manor in broad daylight.
His self-righteous protection of her turned out to be a huge joke!
In the darkness, Jasmine's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Qu Ge?"
Yes, that yellow-haired girl should have been called this name.
But He Qing didn't say that today.
In full view of the public, he told everyone that his damn illegitimate daughter was named He Muzhi!
He Muzhi!
He wanted everyone to know that he, He Qing, loved that bitch Qu Shunzhi so much!!!
Jasmine unconsciously thought of Qu Ge's appearance again.
The girl was in her early twenties, and her features resembled the photo He Qing had hidden in his wallet...
But she is different from Qu Shunzhi in one aspect.
Her smile was bright and flamboyant, and every time she smiled, it was like a knife stabbing into Jasmine's heart!
Song...
He Muzhi...
That damn little girl actually brought the "Scarlet Tears" that she had been looking for and demonstrated against her in public!
Jasmine gripped the wine glass tightly, her nails turning white.
She wanted to stab that little bitch to death with a knife at that moment!
However, she had to tell herself repeatedly that she must not lose her composure or even show a hint of displeasure!
She is the only owner of this White Manor!
She would never let those old foxes with their own ulterior motives laugh at her!
so--
She could only vent all her resentment and hatred on Qiao Xuan!
"If I remember correctly, she is your fiancée?"
Jasmine sneered, pinching Qiao Xian's chin with her fingertips, forcing him to look up at her.
Without waiting for Qiao Xu'an to answer, she poured the red wine from the cup in her hand. The cold red wine flowed along his eyebrows and across his tall nose...
The dark red wine stained the man's white shirt.
He didn't hide, but just looked at her with deep and unfathomable eyes.
"I used to be," he replied, "but now, I have nothing to do with her."
"Really? Do you dare to say that you don't love her at all?"
"I never loved her," Joshua answered without hesitation. "I wanted to marry her because she was obedient. But now it seems I was wrong."
"obedient?"
Thinking of the little girl covered in sharp thorns, a sarcastic arc appeared on Jasmine's lips.
The word "obedient" seems too inappropriate to describe her.
"So, do you hate her?" she asked him again.
Qiao Xuan still said without hesitation: "Hate."
"You want to take revenge on her?"
"think."
"Do you want to kill her?"
"Yes." He forced a strange smile, his eyes frighteningly cold. "I dream about it."
His answer made Jasmine very satisfied.
"Then beg me." She narrowed her eyes, "If you can make me happy, maybe I will give you a chance to kill her with your own hands!"
"No." He raised his eyes, the wine stain on his face like an unhealed wound, "We killed her together with our own hands."
Qiao Xuan's words seemed to touch Jasmine.
Her fingertips relaxed slightly, the cigarette fell, and the red-hot butt landed on his leg, instantly piercing through the fabric and leaving a charred mark on his skin.
But he didn't even frown.
He couldn't feel any pain.
In the quiet room, only the sounds of two people's breathing could be heard.
Seeing his unyielding look, Jasmine sneered, grabbed his tie and pulled him closer.
"Then you, prove it to me."
Her voice fell lightly into his ears, like a bewitching spell.
Before she finished speaking, Qiao Xuan suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her fiercely.
He bit her lips fiercely, and the smell of blood spread between their lips and teeth.
This sweet and bloody kiss was obviously the prelude to a fight.
As the two stumbled and fell onto the sofa, their entangled figures were reflected in the mirror of the dressing table...
On the side, He Qing in the wedding photo was watching all this coldly.
When she caught a glimpse of the face in the photo from the corner of her eye, Jasmine could no longer hide the resentment in her eyes.
Thinking that at this moment, He Qing was still downstairs greeting the guests who came to attend their wedding anniversary dinner, she became more and more excited!
For her, there is no revenge more satisfying than this!
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