章 9: Chapter 9 Who Did You Sell Me To?
Qin Shuang's sobbing suddenly got stuck in her throat.
Her fingers clutched the leather seat tightly, with her entire being, including her nerves, tensing up in an instant.
She was so excessively rigid that it made He Zhiyao wince in pain.
His fingers, gripping her shoulder, suddenly exerted force, a hint of bloodiness filled his eyes, and he couldn't help but grunt softly.
Then, he became even more ferocious.
Qin Shuang closed her eyes.
The next second, she couldn't help but open them again and look out the car window.
She saw Gu Nanzhong stopping on the roadside stone, less than a meter away from their car.
She saw him looking around, then his gaze seemed to inadvertently fall on their car.
It was just a glance before he moved his gaze away.
But during that brief moment, Qin Shuang felt as though she was locked in an illusion of eye contact with him through the film-covered car window.
Her heart almost stopped beating.
Her mind was booming, and her eyes subconsciously widened even further.
Until a hand suddenly covered her eyes, blocking her view of the outside through the car window.
He Zhiyao turned her face towards him and fiercely kissed her lips.
He kissed her violently, her teeth clenched, and when she bit, he bit back on her lips, the taste of blood quickly spreading between her lips and teeth. At the instant she completely could not withstand his force, it was as if she suddenly lost all strength, letting him do as he pleased in her territory.
With her eyes closed, she was manipulated by him like a puppet.
Qin Shuang didn't know when He Zhiyao stopped, the extreme exhaustion of body and mind made her lean into his embrace, feeling somewhat drowsy.
She even thought, it would be better if she fell asleep; if asleep, she could keep deceiving herself that she was still dreaming.
Her appearance of having nothing to live for irritated He Zhiyao for no apparent reason.
It seemed like the recent outburst not only failed to dissipate the anger in his chest, but rather fanned the flames even more.
He gently patted her face, and upon seeing she still had little reaction, the corners of his lips suppressed with an especially ironic arc, he chuckled softly, his fingers caressing her long hair, his voice lazy and casual,
"What, not satisfied? Last night, when you were begging me, weren't you screaming quite loudly?"
His fingers tugged a bit harder on her hair, and upon seeing her complexion change, he tugged at the corner of his lips, "Forgotten? Want me to help you recall?"
"Or is it that, last night's agreement doesn't count anymore..."
"Mr. He," Qin Shuang's closed eyes suddenly snapped open, her whole being completely alert, "you promised me, you promised not to interfere with my school matters, and I also guaranteed I would return to the apartment tonight..."
Her eyes were still rimmed with red, enticingly vivid.
They looked pitiful.
Eager for He Zhiyao to let her return to school, she had spent more than half a year trying to persuade him, finally getting him to relent.
If just because of tonight... all her efforts came to nothing, Qin Shuang really didn't dare to think about it.
"Mr. He, tonight's matter was my fault, I…" biting her already bitten lip, the taste of blood faintly bitter, "I have, have had no relations with that man for a long time, it's just, just that I didn't have a chance to explain, today I came here... actually, to clarify things with him..."
"Really? Clarify what?" played with her hair, his fingers now resting on her lips, pressing down on her broken skin. When he heard her softly hiss, he fixed his gaze on her eyes and asked, word by word,
"Say that you were sold to me?"
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