Chapter 380
t to give it."Jian Tong closed the door. This time, she was going to see this man downstairs. He had been here several times before, and she had only taken him to the dormitory entrance. But today, sh...The icy words fell on the woman's ears, instantly freezing her. Her delicate face turned as white as paper!
"Are you going to run away again"
The man suppressed his anger, asking in a low voice beside the woman's ear.
"You're running away again!" he gritted out, certain of it.
If you're not a careful listener, you wouldn't hear it. Within those gritted teeth and four agonizing words, beyond the boundless rage, there's heartbreak, despair!
Yes, despair!
The man's thin lips, lightly, extremely slowly, drew a tiny arc:
At that time, you fled to Lake Erhai.
Now... where do you plan to escape to
The woman's lips gradually turned gray and white, still trembling.
“Shh…” A long finger pressed against her trembling lips, he smiled, “Three years ago, you escaped with all your careful planning, fleeing to Lake Erhai.”
Now… are you going to run away using death
"You want to use 'death' to escape me"
The woman didn't speak, beads of cold sweat forming on her forehead.
The man was smiling, but his eyes were cold.
"Jian Tong, I'm asking you a question... This time, where are you going to run to Huh Answer!"
She wanted to look away, those scarlet eyes... she... dared not look!
His chin was suddenly seized. "I'm asking you a question! Look at me, answer me, where do you think you're going"
He looked at her, at the woman right before him. They...were so close, yet he felt a chill run down his spine.
Closed her eyes, and opened them again: "Jian Tong! You can do it!" Even in death, she had to escape him!
You got it!
"I tell you, if I say you live, you live; if I say you die, you die! You still bear my surname, and you think that by becoming a ghost, you can find peace
Heaven and Earth, the Netherworld, I will not let go! You may die, but you can never escape me!"
The color drained from the woman's face!
He suddenly bent down and scooped her up, "Come with me!"
"I don't!"
"Hmph... I won't allow this!" The man sneered, holding the woman horizontally, and strode away.
The nurse reacted and went to stop him, "Sir, you can't..."
Before he could finish his words, he was stopped by the bodyguards he had brought.
Jian Tong only then saw that Shen Er had already returned to the country.
Looking at the resolute expression on his handsome face, her heart sank to the bottom of a well in an instant: "Shen Xiujin! Let go of me!" Her voice was hoarse and weary.
"Heh..." The only response to her was a light sneer. In the depths of the man's eyes, pain mingled with...despair.
And then, after despair... madness!
===Chapter 318: The Plea Behind the Hardened Exterior===
The car sped down the road, Shen Er transformed into a driver. In the dull space, the woman in the back seat, with her petite body, trembled slightly.
A metal arm, tightly encasing her, held her fast and immobile.
Rather than an embrace, it was more like confinement, confining a woman. The man had an outstanding face, but his expression was ashen gray.
Shen Er's forehead was slick with cold sweat, beading and dripping down, but he dared not wipe it away.
At this moment, he was carrying not a couple, but a... storm.
A low pressure hung around the man.
Shen Er couldn't help but envy others a little.
At the very least, don't stay in a place with a lion who is about to go mad from this suppressed rage.
The car, at a red light, turned its wheel and slid into the left turn lane. Suddenly, a chilling voice came from the back seat, covering the top of the head:
"Did I say I was going back to the Shen Residence"
"Boss, what's that"
"Go home." The man uttered two words indifferently.
Fortunately, Shen Er was quick-witted and didn't ask any further questions. With a change of heart, he turned the car around and headed in a different direction. This turn completely changed the course of his journey.
The woman walked in silence, she had nothing else left to say besides silence.
I don't even know what he wants to do to her again.
The car was heading to the apartment building where they used to live.
The woman was held captive the entire way by an iron arm. In the underground parking garage, as the car door opened, she was almost dragged out by that same iron-like arm.
At this time, Shen Er was still present. She endured silently, saying nothing, because she wanted to preserve that ridiculous sense of self-esteem, unwilling to admit defeat.
Jian Tong didn't dare to think deeply, didn't dare to consider what this person was going to do.
They took the elevator straight to the floor where they used to live.
"I don't have my keys."
She instinctively resisted, the big door before her was so familiar yet she didn't want to go in.
The man ignored him and took out a key by himself.
She suddenly widened her eyes, with a "click" sound, the door swung open. Finally, she couldn't help but tremble slightly, this time not out of fear, but anger.
"How do you have the key!"
She lowered her voice and growled.
"My house, why wouldn't I have a key" A light tone, laced with sarcasm. That one glance, eyes narrowed, the sneer at the corner of his lips, made the woman tremble even more violently.
Yes!
Yes!
How could he possibly be without his keys
She's the fool!
She wouldn't believe that this person would so simply let her move in.
All things, all things are nothing more than one game after another.
"Well Shall I invite you in" The man said coldly, watching with cold eyes the resistance hidden deep in the woman's arms. But the other hand tucked into his pocket was clenched tightly.
She was so unwilling!
She resisted so much!
This is their home, is she so unwilling
His heart ached more and more, but his face remained cold and indifferent, showing no emotion whatsoever.
With a snort of derision, he gripped the woman beside him by the shoulder and forcefully ushered her through the door.
But the moment he stepped through the door, he habitually crouched down to take his slippers from the shoe cabinet in the entranceway. He crouched down, but his hand froze mid-air.
Pitch-black eyes, staring at the shoe rack, that empty space... Heh...
The man closed his eyes, stood up, and without a word, hoisted the woman onto his shoulder.
"Did you have a seizure!"
She demanded angrily.
On his shoulder, a violent struggle raged, yet it remained unable to break free from his grasp.
The man's long legs strode out, taking big steps towards the bedroom. As soon as he entered, he gently placed her on the bed. He crossed his arms and stood before her, staring down at her with cold eyes.
"If I beg you, let me go…"
Her words were cut short.
"Change your request." The man interrupted, his voice firm. He lowered his eyes, gazing coldly, a pain in his depths that others couldn't perceive... Forgive her ah, when did this habit startBut in general, at the beginning of habit formation, few people realize that their life is being subtly changed, bit by bit. These changes are incredibly subtle, interwov...