Chapter 3 Losing control

Style: Romance Author: Zhaojin late fiveWords: 1253Update Time: 24/01/12 01:21:28
Qiao Ying stayed at a friend's house for a few days. Yu Chengjin's marks on her body were so heavy that she didn't dare to go home until the third day.

Fortunately, she usually doesn't have a strong presence in Qiao's family, and no one cares if she disappears for a few days.

When she got home, the Qiao family was full of joy and excitement. She didn't know what happened, so she grabbed the servant's arm and asked in sign language to wonder.

【What happened at home? 】

Qiao Ying is not treated like a wealthy lady in the Qiao family, and even the servants can give her a look.

"The eldest lady is getting engaged to Master Yu."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Ying's eyes widened in shock, realizing that Qiao Ruo'an had helped her take the blame for that night, and the big stone in her heart silently fell to the ground.

The servant looked at her again and said angrily: "Don't go to the front hall and bump into the Yu family. This will prevent the two families from getting engaged. Madam will not forgive you."

Qiao Ying's status was sensitive and she was not allowed to be seen by the two families. The servant reminded her not only out of good intentions, but also because her wife had warned her not to let this bad luck come in.

She bent her crescent-like eyes, smiled gratefully at her, and quietly returned to her small room.

After not practicing for two days, Qiao Ying practiced for a long time. When she came to her senses, two hours had passed.

She touched her withered belly and stretched. Suddenly she saw the man standing in the yard, and hurriedly squatted down. After a while, she made sure that she was not discovered, and then stood up again.

Today is an important day for both families, and the man has no time to care about her.

Thinking that he would never trouble her again in the future, Qiao Ying felt particularly happy and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

Feeling bolder, I crossed the path and prepared to climb through the window and go into the kitchen to get some food.

Suddenly, a big hand grasped her slender wrist, and then her back hit the cold wall.

Qiao Ying smelled the familiar fragrance of cold wood, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

The distance between the two was very close. The man's knowing eyes looked at her without warmth, and his voice was extremely gloomy.

"Where have you been these two days?"

Qiao Ying's eyes were bright, but she couldn't hide her deep panic. She moved her restrained wrist and struggled to explain in sign language.

[I went to Jingjing’s house to write a paper. 】

Yu Chengjin let go of the woman's hand, and then grabbed her delicate chin, the veins on his forehead jumping faintly.

"Why didn't you reply to the message that night?"

Qiao Ying's face turned pale with pain. She subconsciously realized which night he was referring to and quickly shook her head.

[My phone was broken and I didn’t know there was important news. 】

Yu Chengjin looked into her timid, flattering black eyes, and his heart aroused an aura of uncontrollable danger.

He couldn't help but block her lips and bit down hard.

Qiao Ying was in pain and tried to struggle, but she got the same plunder as that night.

Just when she was about to run out of oxygen, the man let go of her lips, pinched her neck and asked coldly.

"Does it hurt? Scream? Scream for me!"

Qiao Ying frowned in pain and gestured tremblingly.

[Mr. Yu, I am mute and cannot scream. 】

Yu Chengjin gasped suppressedly, the complexity in his eyes was unclear, and his thin lips curled into a ruthless expression.

With a 'tearing' sound, the woman's thin clothes were torn apart.

"Can't scream? Then I'll strip you naked and see if you can scream?"

Qiao Ying couldn't breathe, her face turned red from holding back, her eyelashes trembled violently in fear, and big teardrops fell on the back of the man's hand.

Yu Chengjin's eyes surged, he turned away and saw the woman's humble begging for mercy.

[Mr. Yu, you are getting engaged to your sister. I am just a bad person. Please don’t do this to me. 】

Qiao Ying was afraid of death, but she was even more afraid of the violent man in front of her.

The suffocation on the verge of death made her vision blurred, and she gradually stopped struggling, and finally waited until the man let her go.

The woman fell to the ground, her embarrassed figure coughing desperately was reflected in the man's cold eyes.

He tensed his jawline and sneered coldly.

"So what if you get engaged? Before you die, this life is mine, your body, everything belongs to me."