Chapter 74: I Don't Want You Anymore

  He and those women outside, she can still convince herself, warn herself that he just needs to do business, he's just out of control for a moment, he doesn't care about those women, they're just mutually beneficial, his heart will eventually return to her side...

  But now he actually had a relationship with his own sister, and that sister who once wanted to marry him, and had been engaged to him since childhood, he took away her first time!

  The closer we get, the deeper our feelings become, the more desolate and sorrowful it is, the more painful it becomes to bear.

  Seeing Leng Xuekou spitting out fresh blood, Leng Ni was slightly startled at first. She didn't think Leng Xue would be so fragile, but after the shock, she felt the pride of a winner and pretended to be delicate.

  She pretended to be frightened and pushed Ling Han, who was still sleeping beside her. "Han, wake up quickly! Wake up!" Her expression was so fearful that she didn't know what to do.

  Under the push of strength, Ling Han's brain, which was cold and painful, woke up, opened his eyes dazedly, rubbed his eyebrows, and as soon as his eyes were open, he suddenly became fierce and stern, scaring Leng Ni to shrink back. However, she clutched at the bed sheet, looking like a violated woman who had lost her chastity, pitifully gazing at him.

  He sat up with a start, only to find himself stark naked. His eyes inadvertently caught the bright red stain on the headboard, and he couldn't help but furrow his brow. A seasoned veteran of the bedchamber like him would certainly know what that red color was! As his gaze drifted away, it suddenly fixed on a certain corner, and his heart skipped a beat.

  On the wall by the door, a person sat huddled, their small body curled up to the point of being almost overlooked. A white dress covered her pale skin, as pure as an angel, but the angel's mouth was stained with a deep red color. The thick, sticky liquid dripped down onto the white cotton dress, the bright red contrasting with the white and making it even more dazzling and heart-wrenching.

  "Leng Xi!" Ling Han's heart skipped a beat as he felt a sharp pain, and he quickly got up. He then realized that something was off, so he swiftly grabbed a towel to wrap around his waist. With swift movements, he walked over to Leng Xi's side and reached out to touch her, but her body had already fallen to the ground like withered flower petals.

  Ling Han immediately caught her, and she actually fainted! His heart suddenly ached.

  He wrapped his arms around her, and with a slender finger, he lifted her chin. The bright color on those small lips stimulated his eyeballs even more.

  Her complexion was as pale as paper, her eyelashes drooping like a dense forest on her tightly closed eyes, without any color, just like the withered butterfly wings, her face was written all over with desolate sorrow.

  His eyes, deep and profound, were tinged with a hint of heartache. Despite being angry with her, despite warning himself not to care about her anymore, seeing her in such a state of decline still made his heart ache uncontrollably.

  He was about to scoop her up in his arms, but she suddenly opened her pitch-black eyes, dazed for half a second, and saw the person in front of her. She saw the obvious scratch on his sturdy wheat-colored skin. The sharp pain immediately rose to the surface.

  "Slap!" She suddenly raised her hand and slapped him.

  The cold wind blew his hair, and he looked at her with an incredulous gaze, his deep eyes fixed on her. How dare this little woman hit him!

  A slap came and awakened his arrogant and unruly nature, stirring up anger. No one had ever dared to lay hands on him before, what was this woman? She actually dared to hit his face! It was his business if he wanted to find a woman, what right did she have to question him angrily? He hadn't even blamed her for doing wrong, what reason did she have to blame him?! He threw her aside and stood up, his eyebrows filled with icy frost, pointing at her in anger, "Get out! Get out of my sight immediately!"

  Pain, sourness, sorrow, accumulated in the cold creek of her chest, compressed to make her soft chest undulate constantly, as if it would melt into a pool of unbearable water and flow away.

  She glared at him angrily, biting her lip to hold back tears, but the sparkling tears still filled her eyes. She suppressed a sob and forced out a few trembling words: "I'm leaving! I won't interfere with your good thing..." Her heart was shattered, hurting to the point of numbness, unable to taste the blood in her mouth, unable to see his face clearly. She desperately hoped that the person in front of her wasn't the Ling Han she loved, but the cruelest thing in this world is that hope is just a moment's reality.

  She gritted her teeth and forced herself to move her numb body, stumbling out without knowing how she did it.

  Her eyes were hollow, her pale face like a zombie, walking in the desolation of this night, sorrowful to the point of being chilled to the bone.

  She seemed to have lost sight of hope, in the night's splendor, those flashing neon lights all showed a ruthless color, just like his ruthlessness, turning her love, her courage, and her unwavering determination into a wisp of smoke that drifted lightly towards the distance.

  Just like now, her light and airy body is as if she doesn't exist in this world.

  Her world lost its qualification for love, as if it had taken away her soul.

  And just as she was wandering around in a daze, she didn't notice that there was a car slowly following behind her.

  Finally, seemingly impatient with her slow pace, he sped up a bit and drove alongside her. "Do you plan on going like this forever? Don't you think it's endless?"

  Suddenly, the voice startled Cold Creek's empty head and caught her attention. She slowly turned her head to look, only to see those deep blue eyes. She was startled for a moment before quickly looking away, not responding, and continued walking forward.

  But the car was relentless in following her, "You have nothing to be sad about, you lost your first time in 209, your sister also lost her first time in 209, don't you think that's great? This is what it means to be sisters."

  These words! Leng Xi suddenly turned his head, revealing a defensive gaze, she remembered the last time at Ling Tian Hotel, Mu Rong Xiao said he took her first time was him!

  Her heart was a bit panicked, subconsciously wanting to run, but it was too late. Murong Xiaozi had gotten off the car at some point and grabbed her arm from behind, pulling her back into the vehicle.

  "What do you want to do, let me go!" Leng Xi struggled, but her originally weak strength was negligible for Murong Xiaoze. He pushed her into the car with a few strokes and locked the door.

  The door of the sedan chair at Lengxiang was shaken but could not be opened.

  "Don't bother anymore, I'll take you to get treated. You should be grateful to me." He curled up the corner of his mouth in a smile and made a gesture with his hand, and the driver in front started the car and drove away.

  Leng Xi was taken to Murong Xiao's luxurious suite in Yu Sen City.

  He ordered his men to guard the outside strictly, not allowing anyone to disturb them. He dragged Leng Xi in, half-dragging and half-pulling her.

  He pressed her down onto the sofa and sat down himself. Immediately a servant brought over a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Leng Xue.

  Leng Xi remained still, his body tense, his black eyes wide open, watching Mu Rong Xiao Ze guardedly, unsure of what he was going to do.

  Murong Xiaozi couldn't help but smile slightly as he saw her cautious appearance, and pointed to the bowl of soup in front of her with a calm tone, saying, "Drink it, it's for calming your nerves, driving away the 'cold', specially prepared for you." His words had a deeper meaning, but Leng Xi didn't catch on.

  Leng Xi only felt a sense of oppression in her heart, and there were too many doubts. Why did Murong Xiao Zuo know everything? The sinister aura on his body made her feel uncomfortable all over. She clenched her fingers tightly, staring at him with sparkling eyes, still motionless.

  Murong Xiaoze curled her lips, as if seeing through her mind, "You're right, I've been sending people to keep an eye on you, so I'm familiar with your every move."

  "Why did you do this?" Leng Xi was shocked and felt terrified.

  "It's no use telling you now, you won't understand. Later on, when you see everything for yourself, you'll naturally know. Drink the soup, and after drinking it, go wherever you want to go, I won't stop you."

  "Really?" The condition was tempting, she didn't want to be with him, and thinking of that first night made her feel uncomfortable all over.

  "Yeah, really, I never tell lies." Murong Xiao said casually, flipping through a magazine with one hand.

  Leng Xi hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her slender white hand, picked up the bowl of soup, took a few sips, and put it down, saying, "I've finished drinking, I'm leaving." She stood up and walked towards the door, but was blocked by several bodyguards.

  "You promised me!" she cried out in dissatisfaction, but as soon as the words left her mouth, she felt dizzy and her skin began to heat up all over. Her heart racing, she immediately pointed at Mu Rong Xiao Zuo, "You...". He had actually drugged her! The feeling was one she remembered - an aphrodisiac!

  It wasn't the first time she had suffered such "treatment", and she was very clear, "You... you're so despicable..." Leng Xi grasped her own collar, feeling so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry. A sorrowful and mournful aura spread throughout her body, her heart cold as if it were an ice block, but due to the effects of the medicine, her body gradually began to burn with heat. The torture of alternating between hot and cold was the most cruel torment.

  Isn't she miserable enough? Her heart has already been pained to the extreme, why must she be tormented further! Leng Xi tightly grasped her own collar, controlling her panting, not wanting to lose her rationality.

  "In order to get you, I can only choose to be a scoundrel..." Murong Xiao smiled lightly. The aphrodisiac he had administered was extremely potent, and the only antidote was a man. When the drug took effect, the woman would bring the man to an extreme climax, making him unable to stop himself. Murong Xiao had been waiting for this day for a long time, gazing at her delicate figure and beautiful face, and he couldn't help but want to ravish her every day.

  On the contrary, if a woman does not get a man within 24 hours, she will suffer from severe mental and physical torture, her heart rate will be extremely anxious, even after the drug has worn off, it will still damage part of the woman's brain nerves, making her different from normal people.

  Murong Xiaoqi stood up and began unbuttoning his suit jacket.

  Leng Xi only felt that the sky above his head had darkened, his fingertips were icy cold and painful, those black eyes were dull and without light, but he didn't cry, not a single tear.

  Maybe that's just fate, can't get the one you love, so be it. What's the point of struggling, just give in. Love or not doesn't matter anymore. Without love, it's all the same whoever you're with.

  "I... I'm going to the bathroom to take a bath..." She said calmly, without any intention of resisting, as Murong Xiao was getting close to her.

  Murong Xiaozi paused for a moment, looking at her cheeks with a peachy complexion and didn't plan to struggle. After all, this was his territory, and she couldn't fly even if she wanted to. Maybe Ling Han had really hurt her heart, and she had let go. It was just as well that he didn't want to smell Ling Han's aura on her either, so he nodded slightly.

  Lengxi came in and locked the bathroom door, enduring the scorching heat that seemed to be burning her whole body, panting heavily, touching her belly, tears blurring her vision. Baby, Mommy is sorry to you.

  She rummaged through her pocket for her phone, and with difficulty typed out a line of text: Ling Han, you said I'm dirty and don't want me anymore. Fine, then I'll find someone who doesn't think I'm dirty to touch me, and I won't want you either...

  Biting her lip, she sent the message with a trembling hand, closed her eyes in despair, and let her fingers drop weakly, causing the phone to fall to the ground and its shell to come off.