Chapter 126 (2/2)

”It depends on your performance.”

Qiao Anran picked up his chopsticks and put a lot of dishes in his bowl.

Then, like a soulless puppet, he will only mechanically repeat eating the food into his mouth, chewing and swallowing.

Fu Siming thought he would like to see her obedient, but

Is this masochistic eating really what he wants to see?

”Joan ran, that's enough.”

She didn't even lift her head and continued to eat the food in the bowl. One mouthful was not completely swallowed, but another mouthful choked his tears, but he still didn't stop.

”I've said enough!”

Fu Siming scolded angrily, and then said to the servant, ”take away all the food!”

Then he went upstairs.

Joan ran put down the dishes and chopsticks and ran after them.

”Can he stay?”

It's time. What she cares about is someone else's business!

Fu Siming turned to the housekeeper and said, ”there's no need to find someone.”

The cook looked at Qiao Anran gratefully and said, ”thank you, madam, thank you!”

Joan ran waved her hand and endured the nausea in her stomach. When she returned to the room, she immediately rushed to the bathroom and vomited.

She didn't have much appetite. In addition, the last time she ate was only three hours. She simply forced herself to eat.

After vomiting, she felt much more comfortable. The whole person had no strength. She dragged her tired body to bed and didn't want to move any more.

Although she was tired, her sleep was very light. So when Fu Siming opened the door and entered the room, she woke up.

He had tried to tread lightly, but he woke her up.

”What are you doing here?”

Joan ran looked at him warily. Even at night, her eyes still looked like cat's eyes, bright in the dark.

He felt for the switch on the wall and turned on the light.

”This is my room. I'll come and sleep, of course.”

As soon as Joan ran heard this, she immediately left.

”Where are you going?”

Fu Siming took her by the arm and took her into his arms.

She didn't want to be too close to him anymore. She broke away from him and said faintly, ”you said, this is your room. Since you're going to sleep, I'll go somewhere else. ”

”Elsewhere?” Fu Siming asked, ”go find Gu Nancheng?”

He didn't say anything. As soon as she heard the name Gu Nancheng, her reaction was a little fierce.

”Didn't you say that as long as I get well, I will see brother Nancheng?”

Brother Nancheng? Fu Siming sneered in his heart and shouted really affectionately.

”I promised you to see him, so what?”

”When will you keep your promise?” Qiao Anran asked.

”Does this have anything to do with sleeping in the same bed with you at night?” He looked at the woman in front of him discontentedly. How many times has she mentioned Gu Nancheng since she woke up?

Gu Nancheng is so important in her heart?

Joan ran stared at him. ”Of course it does! Fu Siming, you should find out that I am ye Huanyan, not Qiao Anran, and ye Huanyan is not your wife. Why do you sleep in the same bed with you? ”

Fu Siming darkened his eyes and didn't speak.

”You get out of the way, I want to go back to my previous room!”

Then she got out of bed.

He stopped her from leaving. She struggled so hard that he bullied her and pressed her hands and feet so that she couldn't move.

He lowered his head slowly, leaned over to her ear and said in a low dumb voice, ”if I don't let you go, you can't go.”

Joan ran stared at him with hatred and didn't say a word.

”I agree to let you see Gu Nancheng, but only if you listen to me. Now, I want you to sleep with me. It's that simple. ”

Fu Siming looked down at the woman under him. The grievances revealed between her eyebrows upset him inexplicably.

Is he wrong?

The word ”sleep” has different meanings in different contexts. What he said about sleep was just sleep, but she misinterpreted what he meant.

Qiao Anran only felt humiliated and wronged.

Fu Siming brushed his breath slightly, let go of Qiao Anran, sat down by the bed and prepared to lie down next to her.

But unexpectedly, she suddenly sat up and left him far away.

”Come here.” His voice was low and dumb, and it sounded a bit of irresistible dignity.

”If you want to sleep here and don't trust me to leave this room, I'll sit next to you.”

”I repeat, come here.” His tone was cold again, this time with a bit of anger and threat.

Joan ran still didn't move and sat far away from him.

Fu Siming was very angry. Before she resisted, he pulled her to his side, rolled over and pressed her down, and said fiercely, ”didn't you hear what I said?”

Her eyes were slightly red, and a layer of water vapor filled her eyes.

”Let go of me!” She struggled, which meant that she would rather die than surrender, but made him feel that she was an unforgivable villain.

He sneered. Since it was already like this, he was not afraid that she would hate him more.

He violently kissed her lips, her face and neck... No matter how she struggled, he just wouldn't let go.

At first, Joan ran struggled very hard, but later, she felt more and more weak, and she didn't even have the strength to scold him.

At that moment, she thought a lot.

Give in? You can never be yourself again in your life. You can only live a false life that doesn't belong to her with a false face under the identity of a dead woman?