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She stubbornly went forward, and only took a few steps before Ji Weiyang once again grabbed her wrist. He led her quickly out of the street.

"Ji Weiyang, what are you doing? Let me go. " Although Zhan Yan struggled along the way, she was basically unable to match up to his strength. In the end, he was still brought out of the main street and stuffed into the Land Rover that was parked on another street.

He stuffed her directly into the back of the car, and when the door was locked, he pounced on her like a wolf. As he raged her lips, his kiss was overbearing and overbearing, as though he was venting it out by biting her lips and tongue. A sweet and bloody stench spread across their lips, while Ji Weiyang was like a bloodthirsty beast.

Zhan Yan sobbed from underneath his body and struggled non-stop. The fragrance of his body still lingered, making Zhan Yan feel waves of disgust. She had just made love to another woman and now he was touching her. He didn't mind being dirty, but she felt disgusted with him.

"Ji Weiyang, don't touch me, are you dirty?!" Zhan Yan sarcastically retorted, as she tried to bite the part of his tongue that was stuck in his mouth.

Only when Ji Weiyang felt pain did he slightly release her. He held her tightly beneath him and looked down at her condescendingly with a faint, mocking smile on his face. His palm forcefully lifted her chin. Yan Yan Yan, do you know when you are the most adorable? "Hmm?"

Zhan Yan bit her lips and did not say a word, opening her bright eyes wide as she stared at him angrily.

He slowly lowered his head, his thin lips next to her ear, and softly whispered, "When you're jealous, you're the most adorable."

Naturally, she knew what he wanted, and she also knew that if he wanted to, she wouldn't be able to escape.

But even if it was to be a love affair, it couldn't be here. Although this street was relatively remote, there were still passersby who could pass by their cars from time to time. Even if the car windows were specially made, they probably wouldn't be able to see anything outside.

"No, Vuyo, please, don't stay here …" Zhan Yan pressed both arms against his chest, both hands tightly grabbing onto the clothes on his chest. Her tone was humble to the point of almost begging, and her eyes contained pitiful teardrops.

"I just want to get you here so that it'll be exciting." He lowered his head and bit her earlobe, ripping off her clothes.

"Ji Weiyang, let go of me, you bastard!" Zhan Yan's eyes turned red, and tears uncontrollably rolled down her cheeks. She raised her hand out of control and slapped his handsome cheek.

Ji Weiyang didn't actually understand, what he tore wasn't his clothes, but what remained of Zhan Yan's pride and self-esteem.

Ji Weiyang still pressed her down on his body, and casually touched his face that was hurting a little. He looked down at her, and his eyes became darker and darker, until even the last trace of light had disappeared. However, the smile on his face gradually widened, and contained a frightening coldness.

Zhan Yan did not dare move. She knew, she had already completely angered Ji Weiyang, and the calmer he was right now, the crazier he would be when he erupted.

He squeezed her sharp little chin with his palm, so hard it felt as if he were taking her jawbone off her face. His tone, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. It was extremely light and gentle, and even carried a trace of demonic charm. Was it because I was too good to you that you were so unscrupulous? Wei Zhanyan, you better clear up the situation for me. Do you think you are still my wife? You are just a lover that I, Ji Weiyang, cannot afford to see in public. "

His words seemed to have exhausted all of his patience, forcing her down.

Zhan Yan didn't struggle at all and silently closed his eyes. The instant she turned her head to the side, tears silently flowed down from the corners of his eyes. What he said was right, now, to him, Ji Weiyang, she was nothing.

She bit down on her pale lips to keep her sobs from spilling out. She grabbed the blanket with both hands in an attempt to divert the pain from her body.

However, Ji Weiyang didn't allow her to escape in the slightest, as his palm slapped across her cheek. Look at me and say you want it. "

Zhan Yan powerlessly struggled under his body as she sobbed nonstop. However, no matter how much he tortured her, she stubbornly refused to beg for mercy.

Even when his drug addiction had flared up the last time, he had never been as crazy as this. He only wanted her once, but this time, it was as if Zhan Yan's life was being consumed.

After it was over, Zhan Yan was completely tormented. She was like a doll that had been recklessly toyed with, broken and dirty.

However, Ji Weiyang completely ignored her pain. With both of his arms wrapped around her waist, his tone was extremely frivolous. This kind of him, made Zhan Yan feel extremely unfamiliar and terrified.

She continued to cry but he remained unmoved. In the end, Zhan Yan didn't even have the strength to cry and her voice became weaker and weaker. She thought, how great would it be to die just like that, without having to face these torments of pain. However, her consciousness was still that clear, facing the pain and torment that he brought her.

Outside the car, darkness completely enveloped the land. Snow was falling everywhere and the streets were covered with snow, creating a vast expanse of white. The world had turned completely black and white.

After Ji Weiyang enjoyed himself to his heart's content, he finally let her go. In contrast to Zhan Yan's sorry state, the clothes he was wearing was still intact, and only her shirt was slightly wrinkled.

He sat beside her, the window of his car slightly ajar, the night breeze blowing in cold and dry. Leaning against the window, he elegantly lit up a cigarette and took a deep drag. His eyes were dark and deep, and his face was contented.

Tang Feng always said that after the competition, a cigarette would be able to outlive a living immortal. In the past, he was rather disdainful of this, but now he felt that it was f * cking true.

Only after the cigarette butts were burnt out did he close the carriage window and look at Zhan Yan. Her body had shrunk into a small ball and curled up on the seat. Her clothes were in a mess, and it was not even possible to cover her delicate body. Her small face was buried between her knees.

Ji Weiyang's pupils could not help but darken a little, and his voice became a little softer, "Are you tired? "Let's go back."

Zhan Yan did not reply, she only slowly raised her head, her wet eyelashes trembling as she looked at him in a daze with teary eyes.

Ji Weiyang's heart throbbed in pain for some reason. He did not say anything else, but he quickly pushed the door and got off, returning to the front passenger seat. He started the engine, and the car shot into the darkness like an arrow.

After returning to the hotel, Ji Weiyang directly threw Zhan Yan into the bathroom, then went to the other bathroom to wash himself.

When he walked out of the bathroom, Zhan Yan had already called for her pajamas and was lying in the bedroom. Her body was still curled up, her back to him, motionless.

Ji Weiyang dried his hair and laid down on the bed beside her. He then reached out and pulled her into his arms. Zhan Yan did not struggle, but his body had been stiff all this time. Furthermore, the temperature of his tentacles was shockingly cold.

He let out a faint sigh, placed his chin on her shoulder and hugged her gently. However, Ji Weiyang realized that he was simply unable to warm her.

After working continuously for many days with such intensity, Ji Weiyang had long since been exhausted. When he woke up in the middle of the night, the place beside him was empty.

Ji Weiyang got up and put on his clothes. He noticed that there was a small crack in the bathroom door that revealed a weak dim yellow light.

In the bathroom, Zhan Yan curled up her body and sat in the corner, her palms tightly covering her lips. Through the gaps between her fingers, the clear tears fell drop by drop onto the white porcelain floor like falling meteors.

Zhan Yan knew that she didn't even have the right to resent him, because this was her own choice, and she had to continue on. But must you be so cruel, Viyan? Did he know how much she was suffering? If she was wrong, then her only fault was that she loved him too much, so she would rather bear everything alone.

She didn't dare to hate him, nor did she want to hate him. However, she didn't know how to forgive him after inflicting so much damage. She didn't know if they could continue walking …

At this time, outside the bathroom, Ji Weiyang's tall and big body was hidden in the darkness. His back was pressed against the ice-cold wall and the light of the smoke within his two fingers was extinguished. He slightly lowered his head, his pitch-black pupils blending into the darkness, as deep as the ocean.

He should hate her, shouldn't he? After all, she had taken his child. But love is no doubt a double-edged sword, while hurting her, he also made his own heart scarred.

After a slight sigh, he put out the tip of his cigarette and smiled bitterly. He said to himself: Forget about it, Ji Weiyang, you will die in Wei Zhanyan's hands this entire time, and as long as she can stay by your side, everything will be fine. After all, after a lifetime, the child will come back, and everything will be fine.

Ji Weiyang did not enter the bathroom. Instead, he went back to his bedroom and laid on his bed as if nothing had happened. Only, he was unable to sleep anymore.

It wasn't until dawn that Zhan Yan finally returned to her bedroom. At this time, she had already wiped her tears away, and then laid down beside him, acting as if nothing had happened.

They were only deceiving themselves.

Early morning, Ji Weiyang woke up very early.

He stood on the balcony in his pajamas for a while, smoking, then made a few more calls as if she were giving orders. By the time he returned to her bedroom, Zhan Yan had already woken up.

Perhaps it was because she had cried for an entire night, but her eyes were slightly swollen and red. Her eyes were even brighter and clearer from being washed by her tears, and were still as captivating as before. Once, wasn't he the one who didn't have such a pair of eyes?

"He doesn't look too good. Did he not sleep well last night?" he asked quietly.

"It, it was okay." Zhan Yan lowered her head and replied a little stiffly.

"Ji Weiyang nodded faintly and did not question him further. Her answer was almost exactly the same as what he had imagined. "Un, pack up. Let's go out and eat." He walked over to her side and naturally held her soft, small hand. However, the ice-cold feeling still made him feel a bit pained.

It was still the same restaurant as yesterday. From the window, they could see the snow falling outside the window. It was very beautiful, but the snow always gave people a sad feeling because it would melt when it got warm. It was like something too pure and beautiful, and it couldn't last for long.

Regarding Lu Anqi's appearance yesterday, and his sudden disappearance today, Ji Weiyang did not explain anything. He was always disdainful of explaining things to his.

"Where were they yesterday?" Ji Weiyang put down the tableware, and elegantly pulled out a tissue to wipe the corner of his lips.

Zhan Yan held a cup of warm milk in her hand, her ten fingers pressed tightly against the transparent cup's wall, her slender white fingertips emitting a faint green color. Her gaze slowly shifted from the window to Ji Weiyang, "I didn't go anywhere, I took a look around the central street."

"Interesting?" he asked again, leaning his tall body lazily against the back of the chair.

"Not bad." Zhan Yan replied depressingly, the two of them bickering. He asked and she answered, but he didn't ask and they had been silent the entire time.

Ji Weiyang paid the bill and grabbed her hand as he walked out of the restaurant. He arrived at the entrance of the hotel, and at that time, the driver had already drove over. He passed the car key to Ji Weiyang and left.

"Let's go for a walk."

It was still that most famous Central Street, and Ji Weiyang actually asked her to guide him there. To Zhan Yan, this place could also be considered to be a foreign environment, and she could only bring him to repeat the route she took yesterday.

The two walked side by side on the long street, the white snow beneath their feet crunching.