Hurry up then, I’d like to go to bed soon.
Just a few words, but they were enough to hit him where it hurt.
He studied the pale curvature that was faintly visible under the coral fleece bathrobe, narrowing his sinister eyes till they emanated a chilling iciness.
Turning around, he slowly took off his suit.
Bo Chengcheng did not open her eyes. She could sense what he was doing just by listening to the movements overhead.
She had known him for too many years.
From the time she was 20 till now – it had been 8 years and nearly 3,000 days and nights. She knew him like the back of her own hand.
Her breathing calmed down. Bo Chengcheng’s eyelashes fluttered slightly and she consciously tugged at her collar to widen it.
Once again, she bared herself to him without reservation.
Just like back then.
At that time, she did it with a sweet smile and flushed face. Clutching her collar, the young girl whispered to him, “I heard that it will be very painful the first time .”
Since then, they had done it countless times.
Countless times…
An unknown anger suddenly rose from within him. Jiang Yeqing crushed the suit into a ball and threw it at her forcefully.
The suit of high-quality fabric was heavy.
Upon impact, it was as though the pain shot right through her heart, causing it to sink.
However, Bo Chengcheng did not open her eyes throughout. She listened to his footsteps fade and the door close, then the world fell silent.
After some time, a faint sigh was heard in the room. Then, the rustling of someone turning over on the king-sized bed.
Finally he was gone.
Great.
Jiang Yeqing felt like he was possessed.
He had hurriedly settled the business in Yan City and rushed back to spend the New Year with her.
In the end, he saw her smiling at and having a good time with another man.
How many years had it been since she smiled at him that way?
The smile that was exclusively his back then was now given to another man.
And all he had from her was that annoying expression.
Bam!
He smashed the half-empty bottle of Hennessy.
Fragments flew. Some of them landed on his face, causing a sharp, burning sensation.
Jiang Yeqing reached out to wipe his face with his bare hand, coloring it with streaks of a fresh red.
He stared at the blood for a long time before taking a deep breath. Then he stubbed out his cigarette and walked towards the bedroom.
From under the golden-white blanket, the sound of even breathing could be heard.
Jiang Yeqing had no idea where this feeling of evilness was coming from, but his belly was like a volcano about to erupt.
He strode forward and threw the blanket off.
Under the blanket, a dark purple bathrobe was casually draped over her body.
She hadn’t even dried her hair, the pillow was covered in water stains.
The man’s eyes darkened. He grabbed her hair and gritted his teeth. “Bo Chengcheng!”
Bo Chengcheng’s eyes snapped open with a sharp gasp. She reached out to grab his hand and shouted angrily, “You’re freaking crazy!”
“Look at yourself!” Jiang Yeqing pinched her chin with his other hand and said through gritted teeth, “Who are you putting on an act for? It’s New Year’s Eve tomorrow. Are you trying to make yourself sick so that your grandma will think that I’m abusing you? Huh?”
Bo Chengcheng’s scalp was burning. She raised her hand and hit him. “You’re crazy. Get lost! Leave me alone!