C8

Xia Chun struggled with all her might, wanting to pry open the hand that was squeezing his neck tightly. Tears welled up in her eyes, "Release … Please... "Let go …" She pleaded, begging Qi Yunzhe to let her go.

"I hate people who lie." Qi Yunzhe's voice was cold, like a cave of ice.

Xia Chun was on the verge of death's door, her face pale.

Qi Yunzhe let go and swung his arms with an unfeeling force, causing Xia Chun's legs to go limp and heavily fall to the ground.

With a dull sound, Xia Chun fell to the ground. Fresh air poured into her throat, causing her to cough violently, and the surroundings of her slender neck was filled with the marks left behind by his slender fingers.

However, Qi Yunzhe disagreed, his lips puckered up in a strange angle, and his eyes revealed a cold ruthlessness, "From today onwards, no matter where you go, you have to report this to me clearly."

With fear in her eyes, Xia Chun timidly nodded her head, "I know, I won't do it again."

Just this one time alone, he had nearly lost his life.

"Otherwise, this lowly life of yours isn't even qualified to live in this world."

Xia Chun's pupils contracted. With a "bang", Qi Yunzhe slammed the door and left.

That suffocating pressure also disappeared right after. Xia Chun's body went limp as she laid on the cold ground.

Xia Chun laid flat on the ground and hugged both of her knees, her lips trembling uncontrollably: "Qi Yunzhe, you are a devil."

In the next few days, without any interruptions from the doctors, Xia Chun, who had forgotten hhertroubles, started to draw. She drew for the entire day, and as a result, his restless and uneasy heart became much calmer.

The warm sunlight shone through the window onto her body. It was warm and comfortable as Xia Chun enjoyed this moment with squinted eyes.

With a 'kacha' sound, the door suddenly opened. Qi Yunzhe's figure stood tall and straight, his cold lips pressed into a straight line, and his eyebrows relaxed.

Unlike Xiang's cowardly, at this moment, Xia Chun was enveloped by a bright light in an instant. Her indifferent, elegant temperament spread out, and every single stroke she made revealed her firm and powerful strength within the painting.

In a trance, the figure of the woman he loved surfaced in Qi Yunzhe's mind.

Why? What right did she have to live in peace and enjoy all the good things in this world while his woman left this world forever?!

In an instant, a bloodthirsty and vicious aura surged from the bottom of Qi Yunzhe's eyes as he warned his with every word, "From today onwards, you are not allowed to draw again."

Just like a bolt from the blue, Xia Chun's fingertips trembled, and the brush in her hand suddenly dropped to the ground.

"You are not worthy of having everything in this world." Qi Yunzhe's eyes burned with fire, he looked at Xia Chun with cold and resentful eyes.

Without any warning, Qi Yunzhe brutally tore the painting into pieces, and without any warning, Qi Yunzhe brutally tore the painting into pieces.

Xia Chun was stunned still in place.

Xia Chun was silent, she did not make a sound, she lowered his eyes, and unconcealable sorrow filled them. It was so quiet that it seemed abnormal.

In the next second, Xia Chun suddenly raised the wooden board that was smashed into pieces, and without hesitation, he smashed it down onto her index finger, quickly and ruthlessly, unexpectedly.

"Hiss …" Xia Chun couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Xia Chun's face was pale white, her fingers were bloody, and a heart-wrenching pain assaulted her entire body.

Qi Yunzhe was shocked, he could not stop him in time.

Holding her wrist, with blood dripping onto the ground, Qi Yunzhe bellowed: "You're crazy!"

Crazy? Yes, she was crazy.

Seeing Qi Yunzhe's frown, Xia Chun laughed: "If these hands can't draw, there's no meaning in keeping them, why not destroy them."

This was the first time he had been choked by her words. Qi Yunzhe watched her every move in a daze.

What was he doing? Destroy her like this?

He took out his cell phone and dialed his assistant's number. His voice was as cold as ever, "Bring your medicine chest over."

Unexpectedly, Xia Chun's heart warmed, and the corner of her mouth broke into a smile. She would definitely help him out of that shadow.

So it turned out that Qi Yunzhe wasn't so cold as to be completely devoid of humanity.

With Qi Yunzhe's order, Shu Yang rushed towards the Qi Family at the fastest speed possible. Seeing her bloodied fingers, he also jumped in fright, and quickly went forward to bandage her.

Xia Chun did not make a sound as no matter how painful it was. She pretended to bite her lower lip and her pale lips cracked open.

With a frown, he looked at her. He never thought that she would have such a stubborn side to her.

After bandaging up, Shu Yang stopped at the door and lowered his voice: "Take good care of her." Xia Chun was very different from the masses.

"It's none of your business!" Qi Yunzhe's expression was cold.

Shu Yang understood his personality the best, and was too lazy to persuade him otherwise. He could only mutter: "Then, just watch as her hand is crippled."

Then, Shu Yang left the Qi Family without saying a word.

Her right hand was injured, it was difficult to move, there were many things that Xia Chun was unable to do. For this, Qi Yunzhe felt that she was only doing it out of guilt and even invited someone else to take care of him.

Having someone feed him for a few days straight allowed Xia Chun's days to pass by rather well.

However, on the day that Xia Chun was almost completely recovered, Qi Yunzhe slowly walked over.

He placed a box in front of her without saying a word.

Opening it with suspicion, a shining long skirt appeared in front of Xia Chun. Qi Yunzhe opened his mouth: "Tonight, at the Family's Banquet, accompany me to participate."