The moment Shi Che kissed her, Ling Chuxia’s eyes widened fiercely, yet her gaze was filled with shattered light; his kiss brought her no more sweetness, no more throbbing, but humiliation.
In her mind, scenes from that day flashed—the appearance of her elder sister crying in hatred, and that harsh slap, all crowded into her mind and exploded like a bomb.
Humiliation, guilt, fear, dominated all her consciousness.
She didn’t know where the strength came from, but she struggled out of Shi Che’s grasp, then her hand rose and slapped directly across Shi Che’s face.
With a slap, the entire room fell instantly quiet, silent as death.
And when Ling Chuxia slapped him, her strength wasn’t very great, but it was enough to make Shi Che freeze all his movements, his dark eyes fixed on her face.
Those dark eyes were devoid of any warmth; his handsome face was covered in sheer gloom. He looked at her, silently, frighteningly, but for some reason, Ling Chuxia’s heart clenched tightly, almost suffocatingly uncomfortable.
How could he treat her ?
How could he do this to her elder sister?
What did he consider her and her elder sister?
Ling Chuxia’s hand pressed against Shi Che’s chest, forcefully pushing him away, she quickly got out of the bed, and stumbled out of the room.
Shi Che fell back towards the edge of the bed from Ling Chuxia’s push, listening to her footsteps, step by step running farther away, listening to the room door being pulled open, then slammed shut. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel·fire·net
His dark eyes opened, staring steadily at the intricately painted ceiling showing a man and a woman tenderly embracing, brimming with endless happiness, his lips curved slightly upwards, but a tear slid down from the corner of his eye.
Tears fell like broken pearls, one by one. Ling Chuxia almost exhausted all her strength running, never expecting that Shi Che hated her, to such an extent.
What exactly had she done wrong for him to treat her this way? Was it because she didn’t go abroad as he wanted, so even now, he was shamelessly humiliating her?
But she had already distanced herself from him, left Liang City, even lost the child, what more did he want?
Ling Chuxia ran weeping, feeling every inch of her body being brutally torn apart, the pain nearly suffocating her. Suddenly, she tripped over something, and as she fell forward, a pair of hands quickly reached out and caught her.
The next second, that gentle voice filled with immense concern resounded above her head, "Xiaxia? Are you okay?"
Ling Chuxia, through her tear-blurred eyes, looked up, and through the tears, Bai Yixuan’s handsome face appeared before her.
"Brother Xuan..." Ling Chuxia murmured, tears still streaming down, splashing drop by drop onto Bai Yixuan’s back.
Bai Yixuan’s dark eyes landed on Ling Chuxia’s face; her complexion was pale, her lips slightly swollen, and her clothes exceedingly disheveled. Bai Yixuan’s eyes darkened, a hint of fierceness flashing in his gaze.
He helped Ling Chuxia up, steadying her, then without a word, he headed straight for the presidential suite.
Ling Chuxia’s eyes followed the cold expression on Bai Yixuan’s face, her heart suddenly pounding, reflexively she reached out and grabbed him, "Brother Xuan, where are you going?"