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I looked back at him, and his eyes were red and he looked like he was about to cry, and he looked so lovely, but I just wanted to hit him now, and people like him were just saying this for fun, and maybe it was because I'd turned him down so many times that he was interested in me.

"Is he your lover?" His tone was very cold, and if I were to admit it, in the next second, he would tie up the both of them and throw them into the ocean.

I wanted to explain something to Cheng Ruojun, but when I saw Cheng Ruojun's expression, I immediately shut my mouth. That was an expression that I had never seen before, an expression that I could kill.

Cheng Ruojun hugged me tightly, as if he wanted to bury me within his body.

He did not look at me, but only stared at Li Ling. He carefully observed Li Ling, not sparing a single detail.

"Hey, you guys left just like that. I thought you guys were going to duel." Li Ling shouted from behind me, "We have to compete fairly, pulling her away like this is just too cunning."

He spoke too much.

I really wanted to kill him.

Cheng Ruojun threw me into the car, I smashed heavily onto the back seat of the car, the back of my head accidentally knocked onto the roof, pain spread across my body, but I did not try to be brave like in the past.

I cried as I looked at Cheng Ruojun, but Cheng Ruojun only spoke to the driver, he said to the driver coldly, "Send someone to investigate him."

Even though his tone was very calm, I could hear the hatred and anger in Cheng Ruojun's words.

Li Ling was finished, or perhaps the entire Li Ling family was finished.

Cheng Ruojun was truly angry.

I started to get scared. I sat on the chair and cried, my tears falling onto the back of my hands. I only hoped that Cheng Ruojun would be a bit gentler when he hit me, and not beat me to death.

"Drive." After Cheng Ruojun finished this sentence, he turned his gaze towards me.

His eyes were cold, and in the next second he reached out and squeezed my neck. His strength was so great that I could barely breathe.

"Yes. "I can't." "I really don't know him."

Cheng Ruojun stared at me, his lips curling into a mocking smile, he then grabbed onto my head and said, "You're still hugging him even though you don't know him?"

I'm sure he pulled a few strands out of my hair, and it hurt.

"You belong to me." Cheng Ruojun said, "Seems like I was too merciful to you before."

I wanted to explain, but he slapped me hard in the face, and I tilted to the side, my brain buzzing. I wanted to continue explaining, but my brain was a mess.

I could only lie there like a dead fish.

"Ruo Lin and I really have nothing to do with each other." I tugged on Cheng Ruojun's arm and emotionally said, "You are the only one in my heart, I only love you. If you hit me, I will make you feel better, so hit me, or I will hit myself."

I slapped my face, and I was sure it was swollen.

I watched Cheng Ruojun slap himself again and again on his face with all his strength. I stared at his eyes and I didn't know what Cheng Ruojun saw, but he was stunned and then he laughed.

He grabbed my hand, grabbed my chin, and smiled. "Are you threatening me? Do you think I'll forgive you for doing that? "

I looked at Cheng Ruojun, trying to make myself more sincere. "I'm not threatening you, I'm punishing myself, because I hurt you." My voice trembled, and tears flowed down my face, dripping onto the back of Cheng Ruojun's hand.

I would never have been able to say such a thing in the past, but now I am able to say it in a very natural way and can blurt it out.

"You …" The smile on Cheng Ruojun's face faded as he said, "Stop pretending."

He tugged at my hair and I fell back on the chair. I tried to get up and carry him.

Cheng Ruojun stared at me. Although his eyes were as cold as before, they revealed a trace of helplessness.

The way I looked at him made something flash through my mind.

Cheng Ruojun's heart softened.

But as soon as I thought of it, he grabbed me by the neck, and his movements were as rough as a beast's, and he said in a low, hoarse voice, "What are you going to do? "How far are you going to torture me?"

Here it comes again. He was going to find a reason to hit me again.

I looked into his eyes and reached out to touch his cheek, but he knocked my hand away and I opened my mouth to speak, but the man turned me over so that I was lying in the car in a twisted position with my knees almost in the air and I could support them with my hands.