C3 (2/2)

Even though her tone wasn't gentle, it wasn't cold either. Since when could he treat her like this? She was injured, so how could he care about her?

But he didn't.

If he's injured, he can do it himself.

However, Hao Jia was being too harsh, not long later, Chu Yu's face started to turn purple, causing her already ugly face to become even more scarred.

After cleaning the wound, she looked at the time. It was still early, so she might as well do some interesting things. Since she had already cleaned the entire Xiang Garden in the morning and Xiang Qicheng was not around, she could rest for a while.

Chu Yu turned on his computer and logged onto his own Weibo.

Before marrying Xiang Qicheng, not only was she a genius from the Chu Clan, she was also a fan of the WeChat merchants. Usually, she would post gifts of gold, silver, and jewelry she received, but now, she could only look at what she had done in the past and see if there were any customers who wanted them.

Sure enough, he had been idle for more than a year and did not update his Weibo. There were only a few private messages. While he was browsing in boredom, a message suddenly popped up.

[Chuchu, it's 6 in the afternoon and it's time for me to send you a message. Chuchu, did you know that your father has been very ill for the past two days?]

Chu Yu was startled, his hand that was tightly holding onto the mouse trembled slightly. He opened up the other party's Weibo, and the ID was Fleeting Time.

Her eyes darkened. She knew who it was. She quickly took out her phone and punched in the number that could be memorized by anyone. Just as she was hesitating, she dialed.

His phone was suddenly snatched away.

Chu Yu's heart skipped a beat, he got up and was about to snatch it away. Realizing that it was Xiang Qicheng, he sat down on the table in a fluster.

”Chu Yu, who do you want to secretly contact?” Xiang Qicheng raised her phone high, with his other hand on the table, his handsome face was plastered all over.

Chu Yu shook her head in panic. She didn't want him to know that Chu Jingnian had sent her a message.

But, the more she refused to admit it, the angrier Xiang Qicheng became. ”Get out of my way!”

He pushed her away with all his might, causing her to fall to the ground from the impact as she cried out in pain.

Xiang Qicheng did not care about her, he glanced at the computer screen, his entire body was filled with killing intent, and suddenly placed his phone on the table!

He walked over with large strides, suppressing Chu Yu who was trying to get up from the ground. You are f * cking shameless, contact Chu Jingnian! ”

No... No.

Chu Yu shook his head in fear.

Xiang Qicheng seemed to be so angry that he laughed, lifting her up from the ground and pressing her down on the sofa, ”How much of a lack of men do you actually have? When Chu Jingnian betrayed you in such a way, you even contacted him?

The more he said, the more unpleasant his words became. Chu Yu couldn't help but slap him.

”Chu Yu!” Xiang Qicheng was in pain, he bit on her neck fiercely, causing her to wail in pain.

”I'll tell you, Chu Yu, I won't let you off. Not for the rest of my life!”

Chu Yu was completely defenseless against this man, as he went on a rampage and ripped off her clothes, seizing her without a trace of gentleness.

She could not cry out, and could only cry in pain. She hated him in her heart, hated herself for loving this man first, hated him even more for clearly not loving her, and also hated him for not letting her go.

After nearly three hours, the man was finally tired.

Xiang Qicheng breathed a heavy breath next to her ear, and said slowly: ”Chu Yu, looks like I'm too lax with you. I've only been out for a few hours, and yet you want to hook up with someone else. You're becoming more and more unafraid of me.”

After saying that, Xiang Qicheng got up, picked up the clothes on the ground, and put them on, as if there was no storm. He calmly looked at her, whose lips were pale white, ”Tomorrow, I will fly to France.