Edited by Lord Immortal
I froze at his declaration.
I clearly knew that he was extremely cruel and merciless and would do what he said.
Su Chengzhao’s expression of pity flashed in my mind one by one as I fought back the pain inside and asked, “What do you want?”
Qin Mochen released me and sneered, “From today on, you must completely break off any contact with Su Chengzhao and be my slave.”
He moved closer to me, so close that his lips almost touched my cheek, but his cold voice brought me back to reality, “Don’t forget, you owe Yulin all this, and you must pay her back for the pain she has suffered. You can’t have any contact with Su Chengzhao until you have been tortured to death!”
Then he turned around to leave. I squatted on the ground in agony and heartache Wasn’t I already scarred enough, tortured enough?
I didn’t know how long this would last. I didn’t know how long I would be tortured, and how long I had left?
For three days in a row, Qin Mochen and Mo Yulin didn’t return to the villa. I stood in front of the window looking out. A dazzling light shone on my face, just like in the past.
It seemed to take me back to the moment when I would stand here and wait for Qin Mochen every night.
But I knew everything had changed.
Seeing Qin Mochen and Mo Yulin get off the car. and watching them together made my hatred suddenly burst out again.
I turned away without any expression because I didn’t want to have any contact with them.
But when I went downstairs, I found it was too late. Mo Yulin had come back while supporting drunk Qin Mochen, and that handsome and indifferent man’s eyes were blurred and brows furrowed at this moment.
They passed by my side, and Qin didn’t even glance at me.
Mo Yulin looked at me, however, and said bashfully, “Sister, Chen is drunk. Can you make a bowl of sober soup and bring it to our bedroom?”
I clenched my hands tightly and watched them enter the room. With a cold face, I reluctantly cooked the soup and delivered it to their room.
The door was open so I went in directly but stopped when I saw them flirting on the bed.
Qin Mochen was hugging Mo Yulin and kissing her body affectionately. His act of pity and favour to her made my broken heart ache again as if it was torn to shreds.
Mo Yulin exclaimed, and then hid in the arms of Qin Mochen, her cheeks flushed with shame, “Chen, sister is coming, you’d better get up and have some soup.”
In the quiet room, I only heard Qin Mochen’s disgusted snort. He icily spat out two words, “Get out!”
My heart shivered. I looked at this man with a sneer, and placed the soup ruthlessly on the side of the table and sarcastically said, “Who would like to do this for you?”
I should have known the purpose of Mo Yulin when she asked me to do this. She just wanted to irritate me by showing an intimate scene between her and Qin Mochen.
I turned to leave, but the next moment I was yanked back by a force. Suddenly, I fell in the arms of Qin Mochen. His familiar breath and embrace made me shed tears instantly.
I held back my choking voice, looked up angrily at him and hissed, “What do you want?”
Qin Mochen pointed at me with an indifferent face and rebuked, “Mo Yufei, you still don’t know who you are, right?”
Then he grabbed me by my wrist and pulled me all the way into the room, and said ghastly, “Today I will let you know your position in my family.”
His cruel and cold tone frightened me.
When Qin Mochen dragged me to his room, I suddenly realized something was wrong. I patted his arm in horror and shouted angrily, “What do you want to do? Let me go!”
Then the aggrieved voice of Mo Yulin came from behind, “Chen, I am not feeling well.”
I could feel Mo Yulin’s jealous eyes at this moment. But right now, I wished that Qin would let me go and find Mo Yulin.
Who knew that he would just reply unemotionally, “Ask Ling to get you a doctor.”
