C87 rage attacking heart

The door to the presidential suite opened with a "click" as the room card approached.

On the bed, two people were sleeping soundly under a thin blanket.

The scene before his eyes stung Xiao Yan's heart.

The man could not help but be enraged as he bit out two words from between his teeth, "Qiao, Mo!"

Zhao Qian stood behind Xiao Yan, his forehead also sweating.

The person on the bed frowned and woke up from his sleep due to the angry roar.

Qiao Mo opened her eyes, looking at the scene in disbelief.

How could it be …?

Why was she lying beside Rong Chengmo?

No.

It was an illusion.

She was on the ship, and she was leaving Seahold.

Rong Chengmo looked apologetic, then said to Xiao Yan: "Sorry, drunk."

The smile on Xiao Yan's lips was cold, so cold that it seeped into his bones. A gun was pressed against Rong Chengmo's temple, "Let me ask you this, in the end, have you touched her before?"

Rong Chengmo was startled, he obviously did not expect Xiao Yan to take out a spear and point it at his head because of Qiao Mo.

"Ah Yan, calm down. What happened just happened."

An ear-piercing gunshot rang out from the presidential suite.

It hit Rong Chengmo's left leg.

Rong Chengmo's left leg immediately knelt down, with blood trickling down his thigh.

Qiao Mo scratched her head. She was going crazy.

No, none of this is true.

Xiao Yan pinched Qiao Mo's chin, and asked word by word, "You are willing to do it?!"

Qiao Mo shook her head in panic, her two hands tightly grabbing onto Xiao Yan's arm. "I didn't …"

She didn't do it voluntarily.

Never, ever.

"Was it forced?"

The pressure on Qiao Mo almost caused him to collapse.

"I... "I don't know …"

All of this happened so suddenly that no one could believe it was real.

The illusions in front of her eyes were shattered one by one. What followed closely behind were Xiao Yan's hurt and furious gaze.

The gun was pressed coldly against her left shoulder, and the veins on the man's temples were pulsing.

"Let me ask you again, in the end … Was it voluntary? "Yes, yes, yes!"

Qiao Mo was about to go crazy.

She wasn't, she wasn't willing!

"I don't have any free will...!"

Xiao Yan's spear was instantly pointed at the Rong Chengmo who was kneeling on one knee.

Qiao Mo was frightened, and immediately hugged onto Xiao Yan's arm, "You can't …"

Anger assaulted the heart.

"Let go."

Qiao Mo did not let go, and only cried loudly: "If you kill him, you'll go to jail! Xiao Yan, calm down! "

Zhao Qian went up to stop him as well. "Boss, calm down first." Listening to Madam's explanation … "

Xiao Yan pushed Qiao Mo away and said sternly: "Explain? What other explanation do I need? "

No, explain.

In the future, he would no longer need this sort of thing.

He only believed what he saw.

Qiao Mo's shoulders trembled from crying, her hands covering her face, but her train of thought was slowly being awakened.

No, this was all a conspiracy.

It's Song Xiazhi's … Conspiracy.

Crying, she hugged onto Xiao Yan's arm and lost control of herself, "Listen to my explanation … It's all a conspiracy. "It's Song..."

"What!?" You want to tell me again, is this Song Xiazhi's conspiracy? "

Being roared at by Xiao Yan, Qiao Mo's body completely stiffened. He opened his mouth wide and stared at him blankly.

His harsh and harsh words struck his chest!

"Before you slandered Song Xiazhi, if you were clean and innocent, you might still have the qualifications. "Right now, you don't."

He would never trust her again. Never again.

… ….

A coat wrapped around her aching body.

A pair of arms supported her so she was happy, angry, and sad.

After getting on the Worldly Jue, Qiao Mo's entire body was trembling.

The marks on her arms were so ugly and dirty.

Regardless if this was Song Xiazhi's scheme or not, there was only one fact that stung her nerves.

She and Rong Chengmo did it.

Xiao Yan grabbed the back of her neck, and almost wanted to crush her like this, "Qiao Mo, you have completely exhausted all of my patience!"

"I'm sorry..."

His voice trembled, as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff and could fall into a bottomless abyss at any moment.

"Sorry? When you and Rong Chengmo were doing this, who were you thinking of? "

Qiao Mo's tears fell one by one onto the back of her hand. Her pale lips, which were originally bloodshot, became swollen and red from her bite. "Yan …"

His hand subconsciously wanted to grab Chen Xiaolian's sleeve.

However, it was swept away by him.

"Enough!"

Like a frightened bird, Qiao Mo could only carefully withdraw her arm while trembling.

Along the way, the atmosphere was silent and awkward, the pain meant to rise into the air.

Her fingers were constantly rubbing the bits and pieces of marks on her arm.

How could this be … So dirty?

Until that piece of skin was worn out, obtaining only a cold laugh from Xiao Yan.

"Even if you scalded every inch of his body with boiling water, you still wouldn't be able to change the fact!"

Qiao Mo no longer had the strength to rub her finger that was making small movements on her clothes.

A cold feeling rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He only felt that there was a block of ice in each of his cells. It was so cold.

… ….

Returning to New Garden, when she got out of the car, her legs slightly bent, but in Xiao Yan's eyes, it had become another meaning.

How many times did you do it this morning? is it even a problem for you to walk? "

Qiao Mo wanted to say "No", but the rebuttal words that she wanted to say were, when they reached his mouth, she was unable to say it out loud. She could only open his mouth and silently swallow the words that she was about to say.

She wasn't, she just didn't feel well. She was dizzy and didn't have any strength left in her body.

However, this was definitely not what it felt like to overdo it.

Yes, she remembered, she had been injected with an injection by a stranger after she had boarded the ship.

She remembered.

But the current Xiao Yan would not listen to any of her explanations.

Qiao Mo followed closely behind Xiao Yan. After entering the house, the chaotic emotions that Qiao Mo did not manage to settle down to the point of collapse once again broke apart.

Song Xiazhi openly sat in her and Xiao Yan's home.

Seeing Xiao Yan coming in, Song Xiazhi smiled and jogged over, intimately holding onto Xiao Yan's arm.

"Big brother Xiao, you're back."

Qiao Mo stood behind Xiao Yan and looked at them coldly, like an outsider.

Qiao Mo's gaze fell upon the hand that was wrapped around Xiao Yan's arm. Xiao Yan did not choose to push it away like he usually did.

Instead, he acquiesced.

It was only then that Song Xiazhi realised Qiao Mo, who was behind her, and she spoke with an innocent face. "Sister Qiao, what's wrong? Why does my face look so bad? "

He didn't know where he got the courage from, or maybe he was forced to the lowest point in his life, or even … Qiao Mo was probably in hell.

With reddened eyes, she stared at Song Xiazhi, and said word by word: "Re, you, you're bestowed!"

In that instant, Song Xiazhi was truly afraid, and the look in her eyes terrified everyone.

"Sister Qiao, you, what are you saying? "I don't understand …"

Qiao Mo coldly snorted, and her two hands under her clothes formed two fists. She wished that she could give Song Xiazhi a few slaps right now.

Xiao Yan pushed Song Xiazhi's arm away in the end and said to Song Xiazhi with a bland tone, "You go back first."

Song Xiazhi was a little unwilling, "Big Brother Xiao, I still want to …"

"I still have things to do, I'll come look for you when I have time."

Xiao Yan no longer dared to disobey his, and refused to leave. It was just that, she originally wanted to watch a good show with Qiao Mo.

However, it was enough to see how destitute Qiao Mo was right now.

Raising her pretty face, she arrogantly turned around and left. When she reached the door, Song Xiazhi smiled gently, her small hands caressed her flat stomach, and said to Xiao Yan: "Big brother Xiao, I and my child will miss you."

All of Qiao Mo's disguises and disguises were completely disintegrated in that instant.

Her body trembled violently.

… ….

Xiao Yan pulled her into the main bedroom on the second floor.

"Now, let me explain!"

Qiao Mo was thrown onto the bed, her hands tightly clutching the bed sheets. Her teary eyes were dried as she stared at Xiao Yan, "Why don't you think about why I'm with Rong Chengmo?"

Xiao Yan clenched his teeth and retorted, "This isn't the first time I've discovered you together with Rong Chengmo! "Qiao, Mo!"

His eyes were clearly crying so much that he didn't have the strength to cry anymore, but what was with the tears in his eyes?

The pain, the pain, was magnified infinitely in his throat.

"Nothing ever happened between Rong Chengmo and I! You better not frame me again! "

Crying had become the most helpless method.

Xiao Yan pinched her chin and asked coldly: "Then what about this time? Or did nothing happen? You just lay naked and slept together? "

His question made Qiao Mo choke up fiercely.

She, really. I don't know.

This time, she was not sure if Rong Chengmo had ever touched her or not.

She could only shake her head helplessly, unable to give Xiao Yan an answer.

"Hmph." Xiao Yan dropped her chin and looked down at her condescendingly. "Even if it was in the past, no matter how much others talked about you to me, I would still spoil you. But Qiao Mo, from now on, you are completely and utterly disqualified. "

Qiao Mo was practically crawling on the bed as she cried soundlessly. Every cell of her was screaming in pain.

… ….

The sound of running water in the bathroom sounded out.

The entire bathroom was about to be flooded.

Qiao Mo's whole body was drenched, and she had been submerged in the bathtub.

His breathing gradually weakened.

Pain …

So painful ….

She didn't want to be in this pain any longer. It would only take a few more seconds, as if she were about to be released.

Good.

… ….

Xiao Yan left early in the morning, but when Aunt Lan heard something was amiss downstairs, he immediately went upstairs.

There was no one in the bedroom. There was a dim light coming from the bathroom door, as well as water that had yet to come out from under the door.

The bathroom door was locked.

Aunt Lan was shocked, she rammed against the bathroom door with all her might.

"Madam, you must not do anything foolish! "My lady!"

No, I have to call mister now, I have to call now!

"Sir, Madame has locked herself in the bathroom! I don't know what she's doing. "

… ….

Five minutes later, Xiao Yan hurried back to New Garden.

The door burst open.

The water in the bathtub had long ago spilled out, yet the flowers were constantly spraying water.

Qiao Mo who was underneath the bathtub was completely still, as if she was really dead.

For a second, Xiao Yan just stood there, stunned.

The moment his rationality and imagination reacted, Xiao Yan walked over with large strides, and scooped out the motionless person who was submerged in the water.

Xiao Yan slapped Qiao Mo's face, "Qiao Mo! Wake up! Qiao Mo! "

But Qiao Mo did not move, her entire body was covered with ice cold water.

Her body was like a block of winter ice.

Xiao Yan carried Qiao Mo out of the bathroom, and shouted at Aunt Lan who was just about to reach the door: "Go get a doctor!"

Xiao Yan had been pressing down on her chest the entire time, but he was still unable to spit out the water that had been choked on her chest.

"Qiao Mo, quickly spit it out! I warn you, don't die! You are not allowed to die! Do you hear me?! "

Without his permission, she couldn't. Die!

He was fast, crazy.

Nothing was more important than the fact that she was alive and well.

"Qiao Mo, wake up!"

The Qiao Mo in her dreams felt really, really tired. She walked for a long time, and finally couldn't move anymore.

She had lost her way in the forest, and a familiar voice kept calling out to her.

"Qiao Mo! Qiao Mo... "

Who was it?

Xiao Yan kept pressing down the water in her chest. Qiao Mo seemed to have lost all consciousness and refused to open her mouth to spit out the saliva.

Sweat beaded on his forehead as he threatened her, "If you dare to die, do you believe that I won't let your father get away with it?!"

It was unknown if the person in a coma heard the voice. With a 'huala' sound, he spat all of the water out of his mouth.

"Cough …" "Cough cough …"