Translator: 549690339
As if he couldn’t see Su Hongxing’s cold sweat, Ye Qilan grabbed her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes: “I’ve told you before, playing the victim won’t work with me, but you never learn. If I wanted you, I could have you now. I won’t back down just because you’re injured. Do I need to repeat myself?”
Ignoring the pain, Su Hongxing shook her head.
Only then did Ye Qilan release his grip on Su Hongxing: “I don’t like to force women, let alone forcing you. Here’s what I’ll do, I’ll give you three days to think about it, and after three days, I’ll need an answer from you. In three days, if you choose not to be with me, you can go be with Beichuan, I’m giving you the option!”
At Ye Qilan’s words, Su Hongxing’s complexion changed.
She thought that by asking Beichuan to leave today, she would be giving herself a buffer. Little did she know that she had revealed her weakness to Ye Qilan and was now being manipulated by him.
“Has anyone ever told you that I, Ye Qilan, am ruthless?” Ye Qilan gently touched her nose with his and softly murmured: “Silly girl, given the chance, I’ll let you witness my ruthlessness.”
Su Hongxing stared blankly at Ye Qilan. The face before her gradually merged with the face she saw in her dreams.
That’s right, this was the real Ye Qilan. Stripped of the mask, tearing apart he facade of tenderness, cold-hearted and ruthless was his true nature.
She went to another bedroom, redressed her wound, and sat blankly on the sofa.
She couldn’t understand why her fate was controlled by men.
That afternoon, she had not only figured out how to repel Beichuan, she had also worked out a plan to make Ye Qilan lose interest in her.
She scared Beichuan away easily, but before she could take action on Ye Qilan, he had already closed off all her escape routes.
This was where Ye Qilan excelled. He didn’t even give her a chance to make a move.
After Beichuan left Ye Qilan’s villa, he met his friends at the Red House. Passing by the Hongxing Pavilion, he slowed down, suddenly thinking of Su Hongxing.
Of course, it was merely a momentary thought, his attention was quickly drawn away by a voluptuously attractive woman.
That night, he took the woman to a hotel.
“Beichuan…” a familiar female voice was heard from afar.
With great difficulty, he managed to part the dense fog and saw a familiar woman on a large bed, it was Su Hongxing. On top of Su Hongxing, was a man. The man seemed to know he was there, and suddenly turned around.
The moment he recognized the man’s face, he bolted upright…
Beichuan woke up, realizing it was all a dream. The man in the dream was him, and the woman was Su Hongxing.
This was his second time having such a dream, and the woman in the dream remained Su Hongxing. It felt so real, as if it had indeed happened.
He could even feel an unusual sensation when Su Hongxing’s hand grazed his face in the dream, a sensation he had never felt with any other woman.
After that, he never fell asleep again.
For some reason, in the dream, he even saw Su Hongxing’s saddened face as she called his name.
Affected by the dream, Beichuan was in a bad mood all day. He was eager to understand why he had dreamt of Su Hongxing two nights in a row, and why he and Su Hongxing would be in bed together in the dream.
While rejecting Su Hongxing, he also wanted to use Su Hongxing to unravel the mysterious dream.