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After saying that, Si Yu's tears could not help but fall down.

Although Mister has a cold personality, does not care about others and gives people a feeling that it's difficult to get close to him, he has never been too angry with underlings like them.

But today, mister came back really scary, as if he was going to tear down the whole house.

Li Yang frowned and wiped away Siyu's tears. Siyu didn't expect him to act like this. She was stunned, and even her tears stopped flowing.

Li Yang wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "You go and rest first …"

Si Yu was worried. "But Madam, you …"

"No worries," Li Yang said softly. "I'm going up first …"

Siyu was still very worried. She watched Li Lang go up the stairs step by step. His steps seemed to be heavy, and her heart was very uneasy. However, she didn't dare to go up. She just stood there blankly.

Li Yang walked to the door of Lu Qimu's room, thought for a long time, and hesitated. Finally, he reached out his hand and knocked on the door.

After a few knocks, the person inside did not open the door, nor did he utter a sound. There was no response at all.

The light came through the crack in the door, and she knew he was inside.

She took a deep breath, opened the door handle, and went in.

The room was filled with smoke, and Lu Chi Mo was leaning against the sofa, smoking. The moment she entered, his gaze fell on her.

A pair of beautiful eyes that were bone-chilling cold.

Li Yang's hands tightly gripped the hem of his robe. His palms were drenched with sweat.

Under his gaze, she started to walk. Her legs felt like they were filled with lead, and every time she lifted them, it seemed as if she was going to use all of her strength.

It was clearly only a few steps away, yet she managed to forcibly walk for a few minutes.

Her footsteps stopped in front of Lu Qimu. There was a long and thin wound on his white and handsome face. Not only did it not affect his appearance, but there was also a trace of evilness.

His gaze never changed. Compared to the past, it was truly much calmer.

She knew better than anyone that with his personality, this was definitely the calm before the storm.

Li Yang lowered his head, not daring to look above his neck, especially his eyes.

Lu Qimu didn't change into a house uniform. He wore a white shirt with the buttons on the sleeves undone, revealing his beautiful wrist. His slender fingers were mixed with cigarettes, and a faint white smoke emanated.

Since Lu Qimu didn't say anything, Li Yang didn't dare to say anything more. He watched as Lu Qimu finished smoking the cigarette and slowly stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray, which was already full.

There were about twenty to thirty cigarette butts inside.

Lu Qimu opened his cigarette case, took out another cigarette, paused for a moment on the table, and then lit it.

He still didn't say anything, as if he was waiting for her to speak first …

Li Yang was extremely nervous. Every minute, every second was torture to her.

It was unknown how many more cigarettes Lu Qimu smoked, but the smoke dispersed from his lips and breath. His low and cold voice stained the night sky, "What, you don't dare to speak anymore?"

Li Yang bit his lower lip, still not daring to look at him.

As Lu Chi Mo stood up, the light in Li Yang's eyes was suddenly blocked, revealing only his sturdy chest.

However, she didn't even dare to look at his chest. She quickly lowered her head and looked at her toes.

He was so close to her, so much taller than she was, that she felt as if she could hardly breathe.

He could almost hear his own breathing.

"Ha!"

Lu Chi Mo laughed. Although it was short, his laughter was bone-chilling. "Where did you go tonight?"

Li Yang bit down on his lower lip even more tightly, causing a small amount of blood to ooze out.

Lu Chi's sharp fingers passed through her thick hair, stubbornly pushing her head down towards him, and then he smashed her down with a single word, "Speak!"

Li Yang closed his eyes in pain, instinctively wanting to answer the call.

But Liu Liu's words suddenly popped into her head, and she thought, She doesn't even have the chance to lie anymore.

Lu Qimu had been to their dorm room before and knew that she wasn't there.

Li Yang could only reply honestly, "Send a friend home."

Lu Qimu's fingers tightened, pulling on her hair until it hurt. It was as if he wanted to tear off her whole body, forcing her to open her eyes and meet his angry gaze. "Man?"

Startled, Li Yang shivered uncontrollably.

Lu Qimu sneered. "Did I hit the mark?"

The redness on Li Yang's face vanished in a flash, and he didn't dare to say another word.

Lu Qimu's voice was even colder. "You're mute?"

His gaze was fixed on her, not giving her a chance to breathe. "Speak!"

Speak, or not.

Her whole heart felt like it was being put in a pan of oil. It turned over and over, over and over again, endlessly tormenting itself.

After a moment of silence, she carefully opened her mouth and whispered in a low and hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, Mister Lu. I won't do it again."

However, he acted as if he hadn't heard her words. He forcefully pulled down her hair, and a fierce expression was revealed on his face. "Where did he touch you?"

Seeing that she was silent again, one of his hands gradually slid to the inside of her thigh. "Here?"

She opened her mouth instinctively. "No!"

His fingers brushed against her soft lips, and his eyes grew even colder. "So this is it?"

She fiercely shook her head, her scalp was aching so much that she almost lost consciousness, "No, he didn't touch me anywhere! Don't talk nonsense! "

Nonsense?!

Her clear, cold, peach blossom eyes seemed to have turned to ice. "Lying in front of me, Li Yang. You've really grown up."

Li Yang still shook his head. "I didn't!"

He looked at her, the chill at the tip of his eyebrows almost freezing. "He's hugging you!"

Li Yang's eyes widened in horror, and he stumbled back a step.

He easily caught the look of panic on her face, as if he was enraged. His pupils rapidly contracted, looking extremely terrifying, as if he was a devil crawling out of hell. "I just want to ask you, do you still want his hands?"

"Lu Qimu, what are you trying to do?!" She forgot to think, almost yelled.

She was shouting at him?!

She actually dared?!

"Since he dared to hug you, I dared to chop off his hands."

An indescribable fear engulfed her in an instant. In just a few seconds, her entire body was covered in sweat. When she heard her own voice, she trembled uncontrollably, "Lu Qimu, I'm begging you, don't touch him."

Her words seemed to anger Lu Qimu even more.

He was emitting a strong aura of hostility as he stared at her.

Her body trembled uncontrollably in fear, but she still begged him, "Please, Lu Qimu, don't touch him. I'll do whatever you want me to do. Don't touch him!"

She actually begged him for that man?!

She was his wife.

Li Yang was his, Lu Qimu's, wife.

But his wife, for another man …

Beg him?

She was still talking, but he could no longer hear her clearly.

He pushed her back against the wall, reached out, and grabbed her by the neck.

He wanted nothing more than to tear her into a thousand pieces. He wished that she would immediately die.

She was struggling to breathe. He saw his face twist into a scowl in her eyes. It was as if he was going to kill her before he could stop himself.

Her face was flushed red as she gradually gave up struggling. Her hand rested weakly on her side. If strangling her could vent his anger and prevent him from touching her, then he might as well choke her to death …

She slowly closed her eyes …

In Lu Qimu's heart, it was as if a heavy hammer was hammering down on him. Such a ferocious force made him wish he could dig out his heart and throw it away.

She actually wanted to die?!

She actually wanted to get rid of him?!

Don't even think about —

He let go of the hand around her neck. She opened her mouth instinctively, breathing rapidly as she slid down the wall.

In the next second, her wrist was ruthlessly grabbed. A heart-wrenching pain spread throughout her entire body …

Pain...

Li Yang felt the bones in his wrist almost shatter.

She looked up …

The gaze with which he looked at her was sinister to the extreme.

She was being pulled by him, forcefully dragging herself forward.

She was in so much pain that she was sweating. "Lu Qimu, what are you doing …"

Ignoring her pain, he kicked open the bathroom door, then picked her up horizontally and threw her into the huge bathtub as if she were garbage.

'Bang! 'Water splashed in all directions.

Caught off guard, her body fell into the bone-chilling cold water, completely drowning her.

Water flowed over the top of her head and followed her breath, choking into her lungs. After a stifling pain, she felt as if her lungs were about to explode. At the same time, her eardrums and head let out a sharp ringing sound.

Her instinct to survive made her struggle repeatedly in the bathtub. However, the more she struggled, the more water she choked into her lungs, and the more she felt sad …

She opened her eyes in the water, vaguely seeing Lu Chi Mo standing by her side, coldly watching her struggling between life and death …

Li Yang still couldn't figure out why he'd gotten so angry, or why he'd even thought of killing her …

Why...

She had a headache, and her eardrums were roaring. Her lungs felt like they were about to explode, and her eyes were in terrible pain. Her eyes were red as if they were about to bleed.

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, a large hand reached into the bathtub, grabbed the back of her neck collar, and lifted her upper body out of the water …

Like a dead fish, she lay limply on the marble surface, coughing non-stop. The liquid she inhaled previously flowed out continuously from her cough.

She wanted to ask him why he always had to be so cruel to her, but when she opened her mouth, no words came out. She could only cough, cough so hard that she felt like she was about to die.

The water in the bathtub was as cold as ice, seeping into her bones. Her hands were on the counter, her lips were purple from the cold, and her body was shaking like a stopper …

She watched him walk into the bathtub. His size was not small, so he occupied a spot in the bathtub. The water immediately flowed out, making a gurgling sound …

His tall and straight body approached her step by step. Her eyes widened in fear as she supported herself on the counter. She retreated step by step, her lips trembling so badly that it looked like she was about to break down. "What do you want to do …"