Zhan Shaoting lowered his head and kissed the mole under her left eye. He smiled and loosened the restraints of her hands, caressing her delicate and smooth back, feeling the trembling of every inch of her skin.
Compared to the experience at Zhan's house, Bai Xingyi only now truly experienced how powerful a man's anger is.
Half past one in the morning.
Bai Xingyi was wrapped in a long coat and carried out of the car by Zhan Shaoting.
Chen Yue always lowered his head and stood not far away, not daring to look at anything.
After getting out of the elevator, Zhan Shaoting hugged her with one hand, pinched her fingertips and unlocked the fingerprint lock.
After entering the door, Bai Xingyi saw three suitcases lined up at the entrance.
The black one belongs to Zhan Shaoting. It was a business trip bag she packed for him personally, and he just came back from his business trip today.
The other two pieces, silver and white, are both hers.
Before going to work in the morning, she took them to her rented apartment. She planned to go back and clean them up after the family dinner, but now they were sent back intact.
You don't need to guess to know that Zhan Shaoting sent people to move it back.
Her heart froze.
Zhan Shaoting glanced at her line of sight, and without saying a word, he carried her to the bathroom to clean her up, wrapped her in a bathrobe, and let her lean on the sofa.
Bai Xingyi thought he was going to get angry again, and was too weak to refuse.
His hand was held by Zhan Shaoting, and his palm was covered with sticky sweat.
"Didn't you have dinner?" Zhan Shaoting stared at her pale face, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, obviously looking extremely uncomfortable.
Bai Xingyi vomited after the Zhan family's banquet, and was questioned by Mr. Zhan. She then left the Zhan family directly and got into his car.
At this moment, she was really unable to speak. Due to her low blood sugar and Zhan Shaoting's efforts, she couldn't exert any energy. Her eyesight turned black, and she seemed to be falling into the abyss.
Perhaps because he was annoyed with her condition, Zhan Shaoting actually left her alone on the sofa. She could only fall on the armrest and take a breather.
Dizziness hit her like a wave, and she cursed Zhan Shaoting in her heart for being cold, heartless, and domineering.
In a daze, she heard footsteps. Zhan Shaoting was holding something in his hand. He helped her sit up and leaned against him, feeding her into her mouth.
When she tasted sweetness on her tongue, she realized it was glucose.
She is prone to hypoglycemia on weekdays, so she always keeps sugar in her work and bag, and she always keeps glucose at home for emergencies.
"Why didn't you say you felt uncomfortable?" Zhan Shaoting put down the glucose, held her chin and lifted her face.
There was a cloud on his handsome face.
Bai Xingyi blinked his tired eyelids, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and responded in a low voice: "Have you given me a chance to speak?"
Zhan Shaoting held her chin and looked at her carefully for a while, and saw that her color gradually returned and she became somewhat energetic.
He snorted coldly and put her back on the sofa, "Did you just scold me in your heart for being cold-blooded and heartless?"
Bai Xingyi was slightly startled.
Zhan Shaoting chuckled and threw her on the sofa, "What a heartless little thing."
Bai Xingyi rested on the sofa for a while, then realized that Zhan Shaoting was no longer in the living room.
She hugged her knees and sat up straight, feeling a sudden sense of emptiness in her heart.
In two years, she clearly understood that her position in Zhan Shaoting's heart was insignificant. He had no love for her, only a strong possessive desire for her.
As the heir to the Zhan family, the leading family in Nancheng, he is the proud son of heaven who attracts the attention of thousands of people, and has a status as high as the moon.
The reason why she was forced to withdraw the severance of relations was not because of how much Zhan Shaoting loved her, but because the relationship between them had to be declared to be ended by him personally.
He is the master of this relationship.
Time passed quietly, and Bai Xing sat stiffly on the sofa, motionless.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhan Shaoting walked up to her with a bowl of noodles and saw the surprised expression on her face, "Didn't you say you were hungry?"
Bai Xingyi was surprised, thinking that he would not stay here tonight.
and......
Looking at the bowl of noodles with all the color, flavor and flavor, Bai Xingyi's expression became even more complicated.
Zhan Shaoting glanced at her, as if he could read her mind, "Sister Yang did it."
Bai Xingyi nodded silently. She also knew how Zhan Shaoting could cook by himself. In her impression, he didn't even know how to cook.
Because she had been hungry for too long, she lowered her head and started eating noodles, while Zhan Shaoting lit a cigarette and went to the balcony.
After filling her stomach and gradually recovering her strength, Bai Xingyi looked at the suitcase at the entrance in the distance and recalled what her mother said to her before leaving Zhan's house.
When Zhan Shaoting returned from the balcony, he saw her squatting next to the suitcase, stuffing something into it, maybe something she had missed before.
There are many objects that belong to her in the house, which Zhan Shaoting purchased for her.
All she packed and took away were her own belongings, and she didn't take any valuables.
The sound of Zhan Shaoting's approaching footsteps came from behind.
Bai Xingyi closed the box and turned her back to him, "I don't want to be the third party."
"Huh?" Zhan Shaoting didn't seem to hear clearly.
Bai Xingyi took a deep breath, "You're getting married, and if you still keep me by your side, don't you want me to be the third party?"
She was worried that Zhan Shaoting would say, "I can't help you if you think so."
However, Zhan Shaoting replied: "You think too much."
This sentence made her even more confused than the expected reply.
"Really?" Bai Xingyi stood up from the sofa, turned around and faced the man she had loved for many years, trying her best to suppress the moisture in her eyes.
"Did grandpa arrange an engagement for you?" She asked him in such a serious and trembling tone for the first time.
He didn't deny it, "Yes."
Bai Xingyi's eyes turned red instantly. She avoided his sight, her throat seemed to be pinched tightly by an invisible hand, and said with difficulty: "Then wouldn't I become the third party?"
Zhan Shaoting frowned, "I said, you are overthinking, this matter will not change anything between us."
How could he say something like that so easily?
"That's because you don't think anything will change." Bai Xingyi picked up the suitcase next to him and held the handle tightly, with sadness in his voice, "Because in your heart, I am a dispensable existence."
He didn't care, but she couldn't care less.
"Are you having trouble with me?" The man grabbed her wrist and tightened his grip.
She was still brooding over what he said at the family gathering.
Bai Xingyi held on to the suitcase tightly, her heart full of sorrow. Until now, he thought she was making trouble unreasonably.
"Zhan Shaoting." She raised her tear-filled eyes to look at him. A teardrop stubbornly refused to fall from the corner of her eye, which was particularly dazzling.
She stared into his eyes, her eye circles gradually becoming red and swollen, and asked hoarsely: "What if I say, I don't want you to get married?"
