The tip of Mu Ning's nose hit the man's hard chest, causing a burst of pain and tears in her eyes.
She staggered unsteadily, and the next second she was sitting on the man's lap, his big hands restraining her waist, pinching her until it hurt.
"Where are you going?"
Hot breath hit her ears, and a hoarse voice sounded in the darkness.
Before Mu Ning could recover, the man's arms tightened, almost burying her in his arms. Her body pressed tightly against his hot chest, and his heavy breathing fell on the bridge of her nose.
"Um?"
She smelled a strong smell of alcohol and suddenly realized that the thing she had stepped on and almost made her slip was an empty wine bottle.
Mu Ning circled his neck, "Why are you drinking?"
He was silent for two seconds, as if he was slow to respond, and asked softly, "I listened to you and didn't smoke. Why didn't you listen to me?"
"Why don't I listen to you?"
"I asked you where you were."
"Working overtime at the company."
"Ah."
He laughed hoarsely, it was a bit ugly, and Mu Ning felt very uncomfortable.
Gu Zhiyin grabbed her chin, and his cool voice was filled with mockery, "Really?"
Mu Ning said bravely, "Well, yes."
"The company receptionist said you left at half past five."
Mu Ning said calmly: "I'm going to send the drawings to my master."
"Then I'll call and ask now."
"At this point, his old man is already asleep... No, Gu Zhiyin, what's wrong with you? Why are you so suspicious?"
Gu Zhiyin laughed coldly, "What's wrong with me?"
He took out the belt on her bathrobe, tied her hands with a bow, and asked casually, "Who are you going to have dinner with?"
Mu Ning replied with a numb scalp, "I ate at my master's place. He was too polite and left me to have a simple meal in his studio."
"Ning Ning, I'll give you another chance, don't lie to me again."
Mu Ning was panicked, but she couldn't tell the truth, "It's really..."
"Do you want to continue making it up?"
Gu Zhiyin suddenly shouted at her coldly, and Mu Ning was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat.
Bang, the lamp on the table was turned on, the optical fiber was bright, Mu Ning suddenly looked into his scarlet eyes, and couldn't help but be startled.
Gu Zhiyin's face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was no emotion in his black pupils.
"Gu Zhiyin, why are you..."
He grabbed Mu Ning's chin and turned her face fiercely.
Mu Ning's eyes were shocked and he took a breath.
The desk is covered with photos.
In the photo, she was having dinner with Luther.
Gu Zhiyin didn't go to eat, locked himself in the study, and kept reading this?
Mu Ning swallowed, feeling a chill on his stiff back.
She... didn't dare to look back.
Because she could feel that Gu Zhiyin was staring at her.
She didn't even know what to say, she just felt creepy.
"Why did you go to see him behind my back? Why did you lie to me when I gave you a chance to confess?"
Gu Zhiyin's tone was very calm, but Mu Ning felt scared. She clutched the lapel of his clothes and explained with red eyes, "Gu Zhiyin, don't get me wrong, he and I have nothing to do."
He pinched her chin and interrupted gently, "Ningning, I'm asking you a question."
"I..." Mu Ning bit her lip. What was she going to tell Gu Zhiyin?
"If you can't say it, I'll say it for you."
His voice was bone-chilling, "You asked Luther to treat me, right? The price is that you go home, inherit the family business, and help him avenge me."
Nothing escapes his eyes.
"You...when did you know?"
"I don't remember the day. I just remember that we rode the Ferris wheel that day, we kissed, and I made a wish."
Mu Ning was not embarrassed by being exposed, she was just heartbroken. He knew this, but he cooperated with her for so long.
She thought she was the only one suffering from heartache and couldn't sleep all night.
Unexpectedly, he was in more pain than she was.
"Gu Zhiyin, can you agree to my request?"
"cannot."
Mu Ning knew he would refuse, gritted his teeth and asked cruelly, "Don't you want to recover? Do you want me to take care of you for the rest of your life?"
"How could you ask such a thing?"
Gu Zhiyin's face turned even paler.
"You know in your heart that there is no first cured patient in the world. If the final result is you paralyzed in bed, and if I want to go home, you can't stop me."
"So, we can only make it possible if you do well."
Gu Zhiyin took a breath, and his chest heaved violently.
"Don't push me, okay?"
He reached out and touched her cheek, trying to be restrained and gentle with her, even his eyes were pleading.
Mu Ning glanced at his hand and exclaimed, "Your hand! What's going on!"
His beautiful white hands were covered in dried blood, dark red, from his wrist to his fingertips.
On the ground was a broken wine glass.
Mu Ning instantly understood what was going on. He must have lost his hand and dropped the wine glass on the ground. He tried to pick it up but couldn't. After trying countless times, the wine glass broke and his hand was cut.
Mu Ning was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe. She twisted her wrist and said, "Gu Zhiyin, please untie the wristband for me and I'll give you medicine!"
But Gu Zhiyin had already fallen into a state of self, staring at her deeply and sadly.
"Ning Ning, don't let me make this choice, okay?"
"I will try my best to live without causing you any trouble or burden."
"I can take care of myself, don't worry, I won't be a burden to you."
Mu Ning's heart ached, his eyes were filled with heat, and tears rolled out of his eyes, "Stop talking, please untie me quickly, untie me!"
"Untie...and let you go to him again?"
Gu Zhiyin's eyes suddenly turned red, and his gentle face turned gloomy and scary, "Don't even think about it in your life!"
"ah!"
Mu Ning was picked up and pushed down on the desk. Her legs were forced apart, and the hem of her skirt naturally slid down to the base of her legs. "Don't..."
There was a sharp sting, and she felt like she was being torn apart.
Mu Ning shivered in pain, his face turned pale, and his body was bent.
However, as soon as she raised her head, a big hand grabbed her neck and pushed her back hard.
Her head hit the hard table with a "thud", and she gasped in pain.
Gu Zhiyin pinched her neck with an expressionless face and thrust his waist into her fiercely.
Mu Ning was lying in the pile of photos, and Gu Zhiyin was looking down at him.
Seeing her tortured to the point of pain, looking at the photos showing her and Luther up close.
His emotions were so out of control that he forgot that this was his lover. Hatred occupied his entire chest and tore his sanity to pieces!
Mu Ning opened his eyes and looked at the man above him, feeling strange.
But how could she blame him?
The doctor warned him that he would lose control after being stimulated. What she did tonight, he had tried to suppress to the limit.
Mu Ning's back rubbed those photos, and she was being violated by Gu Zhiyin. She knew that she was in a sorry state. She tried hard to endure it, but she still couldn't help it, and tears of pain fell.
She stretched out her hand tremblingly, wanting to touch his cold face, "Can you... be gentle?"
