In the darkness, Lin Yixun could vaguely make out the man’s facial contours but couldn’t discern his current expression. However, in the dark night, the man’s eyes resembled those of a feline, filled with aggression.
Lin Yixun lay there stiffly, not daring to move, her eyes fixed on the man in front of her, fearing he might do something drastic in the next moment.
The heated air gradually cooled, leaving only the heavy scent of alcohol and the aggressive aura of the man. At that moment, the man suddenly got up from her, turned over to the side, and soon, the sound of his even breathing could be heard beside her.
Lin Yixun still didn’t dare to move, turning her eyes towards the man next to her. Seeing that he hadn’t made any movements for a long time, she tentatively reached out to push him, but the man remained motionless.
She couldn’t help but feel relieved. It seemed Leng Yixiu had fallen asleep after drinking.
The lingering scent of the man in her mouth made her extremely uncomfortable. She wanted to get up and go to the bathroom, but just as she rose
In the end, she gave up and lay back down. She didn’t dare to move again, fearing she might wake Leng Yixiu, and who knows what extreme actions he might take against her.
In fact, even if Leng Yixiu did nothing to her, this night would still be exceptionally torturous for her.
Lin Yixun would have never imagined that, despite her countless pleas in the past, she couldn’t get so much as a backward glance from Leng Yixiu, yet four years later, she would end up sharing a bed with him.
What was this? Just thinking about it felt ironic!
During the day, Lin Yixun was mostly busy and rarely felt emotional. But as night fell and there was nothing to do, certain people and certain events would flood her mind like a deluge.
Now, her mind was filled with thoughts of Ouyang Hao. How were his injuries? Would he feel even a bit better? If he saw that bracelet, how would he react? Would he hate her?
Lin Yixun closed her eyes in pain. He probably should hate her. For her sake, he had gone against his family, and what did she do? In the face of familial and romantic love, she chose to give him up.
She bitterly curled her lips. If she had known that it would ultimately hurt him, she wouldn’t have agreed to be with him in the first place.
Forcing herself to pull back her thoughts, Lin Yixun couldn’t help but think about her current situation. She turned her gaze coldly towards the sleeping Leng Yixiu beside her, feeling exceptionally pathetic.
She didn’t understand why Leng Yixiu kept her by his side, but she knew very well that this man hated her to the core. Otherwise, why would she have fallen from the clouds to the mud, and yet he still wouldn’t let her go, insisting on trampling her a few more times in the mire?
For what? To vent his hatred?