That night, the conversation between the two echoed again in her mind.
"Why do you keep staring at me?"
"I’m just wondering what your face really looks like."
"No, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
"But you’ve never even seen my face."
He then lifted the corners of his lips, "That’s not important, I want you, not your face."
At that moment, it felt like warmth had descended upon the frozen earth, her heart blossomed with the warmth of spring in an instant.
He let go of her arm and drew her into his embrace.
"Gan Yuan, this time, you won’t escape again!"
She just let herself be held by him, allowing him to brush away the messy hair on her face and wipe the sweat from her forehead with a towel.
Propping up on one arm, Huangfu Jue reached out to catch her left hand and brought it to his lips, gently kissing it.
She lay on the bed, catching her breath.
"You have no choice."
She laughed in her extreme anger.
"I said I won’t marry, and I won’t."
Huangfu Jue helped her sit up, "This matter isn’t for you to decide."
Gan Yuan allowed him to lift her from the bed without resisting, but she countered sharply.
"This matter isn’t for you to decide either."
"Let’s see about that."
She leaned into his arm, tilting her hand slightly in his direction, and her arm rose up to hook around his neck as she slowly pushed herself up.
"Do you really want to marry me?"
Raising her left hand, she cupped his cheek, her fingers gently caressing his face.
"Actually, these past few years, I..."
He stared into her eyes, waiting earnestly for her to continue, but her right hand slowly rose behind him, and then, swift as the wind, she struck hard.
Everything was too abrupt, Huangfu Jue had not expected this to be her trick.
By the time he realized he ought to dodge, it was too late, her hand chop had hit his carotid artery; the temporary obstruction of blood flow and lack of oxygen to the brain caused him to feel dizzy, and he collapsed, powerless, to the ground.
She wriggled out of his embrace, grabbed the blanket to wrap around herself, and watched Huangfu Jue pass out before striding towards her clothes.
All her clothes had been torn into disarray by him, even the sturdy jeans had split at the waist, unfit to wear.
Frustrated, she threw the clothes to the floor, dashed to the wardrobe, and pulled out one of his shirts to put on, and then grabbed a pair of his sweatpants, tying the drawstring tight around her waist.
She glanced at the bed, where the naked man lay, and curled her lip, throwing the blanket over his waist before heading for the door.
Rushing to the entrance, she looked around for traces of the hard drive and noticed it on the carpet near the bar. She bent down, snatched up the hard drive, and clenched it in her hand.
From the direction of the study, a faint noise was heard.
Is there someone in the study?
Startled, she turned her head towards the study.