C95 I owe you a favor

Qian Xun's expression changed as he struggled fiercely with his tied up body, "What did you do to them? Xiao Yannan, what more do you want? Five years ago, you forced me to leave Ji Junyang. When I left River City, my father's legs became crippled because of you, so when I graduated, I could have found a good job, but now you have stirred me up one by one. The day that Ji Junyang removed the bandage, you found someone to kidnap me at the entrance of the hospital, preventing me from getting close to Ji Junyang. Five years later, you were afraid that Ji Junyang would recognize me as the one who saved him, so you threatened me, even An An's DNA was tampered with, and finally did as you wished. Ji Junyang completely gave up on me, and you two got married. It's your business if you can't grab his heart. Xiao Yannan, if you dare to hurt my parents and An An by a hair, I curse you for never being able to get Ji Junyang's love in your entire life. You, such a malicious woman, are not worthy of Ji Junyang's love. If anything happens to us, don't worry. A friend will avenge us and he will drag you down to hell. "

With Xiao Yannan's personality, it would be strange if she did not become angry and give Xiao Yannan a few slaps for her curses.

However, after a long time, other than a few cracking sounds from his fingers, there was no other sound. Other than the unstable breathing sounds from his struggle, there was no other sound.

After cursing, she began to regret it again. If her parents and An An were originally fine, then Xiao Yannan would have actually had the thought of harming them instead when she was angered by her. Didn't she harm them?

On her face, she suddenly dropped her finger to brush away the hair that had become messy due to the struggle. Qian Xun felt his scalp go numb as the voice next to his ear suddenly changed. "You finally admit that you're a girl."

Qian Xun was stunned. He bit his tongue as he asked, "Ji … Ji Junyang?"

A fierce kiss suddenly landed on her lips, and the smell of the cigarette assaulted every corner of her mouth.

She could not see anything. She had even forgotten what kind of reaction she wanted, and had yet to recover from her shock. It was clearly Xiao Yannan's voice just now, how did it suddenly become Ji Junyang?

What was going on?

She began to twist away from the kiss that made her heart beat faster and more uneasily. "Who the hell are you?"

"Can't you feel it?"

"Let me go first."

"I won't let you go, I'll have to tie you up like this for the rest of my life. You're too dishonest, so don't worry about me binding you."

Who else could this tyrannical tone be other than Ji Junyang? Qian Xun's eyes suddenly swelled as tears welled up in his eyes. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be having your honeymoon with your wife?"

"Do you want me to marry another woman?" His hand went to the back of her head.

The black cloth that was tied to his eyes was finally removed. Qian Xun's teary eyes looked at the man in front of him, as if he was in a dream. It really was him.

"Why not?" He lifted her chin, forcing her eyes to look away. "Do you like to see me marry another woman so much?"

Qian Xun bit his lips, feeling incredibly wronged. He just looked at her like this, and his tears fell like beads with a broken string. They fell down one after the other. He clearly knew her answer, but he still forced her to answer.

"Where's Xiao Yannan?"

"No Xiao Yannan."

"I heard her voice." She looked around. This had been the study of his Minghu villa, but she and he were alone in the room. There was a computer on the desk and a set of instruments glowing blue.

"If I don't turn my voice into hers, how can I trick you into speaking the truth?"

"You lied to me." Qian Xun glared at her. God knows how scared she was and how worried she was. She was afraid that Xiao Yannan would harm her and her family. "Ji Junyang, how can you be so bad?"

She wanted to punch him, but for a moment she forgot he hadn't untied her.

"Little liar, compared to the fact that you lied to me, this is just a small detail to me. Tell me, do you really want me to marry another woman? " He continued to press her on the subject.

Qian Xun lowered his eyes, saying in a low voice, "So what if I don't want to? Have all of you gotten married?"

Ji Junyang looked at her aggrieved and sorrowful expression and lightly smiled. "If I were to tell you that my wife's seat is still empty, would you come and fight for it?"

Qian Xun looked at him in a daze. "You and her …"

"Just tell me if you want to or not. You don't have to worry about anything else." He seemed to be seducing her, giving her a reassurance. His tone was unnaturally gentle.

"But don't you blame me?" She knew that he was looking for her with so much effort, yet she still pushed him away so cruelly.

"Why should I blame you? You've suffered so much, experienced so much, yet you're still afraid? It's all my fault. If you want to blame, blame me, but don't push me away, okay?" Her face was streaked with tears under the lamp, but it was so fresh that it made his heart feel like water.

Qian Xun's tears were once again lured out by him as he solemnly nodded his head, "Alright."

He untied her, telling them not to tie her too tightly, but he did it anyway, leaving a red mark on her arm.

He lightly wiped her face with a tissue on the table and whispered, "Don't cry anymore. Look, you're all a little kitten now."

When he said that, she cried harder, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances of the past years, and it slowly turned into a whimper.

When she cried, his heart ached as if it were about to break.

The reason he kidnapped her was to interrogate her, but the moment he saw her, he had already surrendered. He tried to be mean to her, but he couldn't. As he listened to her angrily curse Xiao Yannan, his heart was set ablaze.

She was such a kind girl, what kind of experience could make her curse out such vicious words?

She had already told him those things once, but she was still so shocked by what she had said that her heart ached. In the past, what sort of strong shoulders did she need to use in order to carry these?

"It's all in the past now. In the future, no one will dare to bully you or threaten you anymore. Girl, believe me." He held her in his arms and sat on the chair. He stroked her back and finally coaxed her to stop crying. He put her on the sofa and said, "Wait for me for a while."

Qian Xun looked at him as he walked out. Not long later, he returned with a basin of hot water.

He wrung a hot towel and carefully washed her face clean. Her cheeks, red from crying, and her eyes, were swollen.

"If you're still crying, it won't look good."

"Do you dislike me?" Qian Xun sucked in a breath of air and choked with sobs.

Ji Junyang gave a faint smile, "You're the only one who has disliked me. When have I ever disliked you?"

Qian Xun lowered his head and fell silent.

"Are you hungry?" It was already eight o'clock. After tormenting her for so long, she must have been starving to death.

Actually, he didn't want to. However, if he wanted to untie the knot in her heart, he could only force her to reveal the hidden thoughts in front of him, making her unable to hide anywhere.

He was glad that she still had him in her heart after five years and had raised such a lovely child for him.

Qian Xun shook his head. "I don't want to eat it."

After crying for so long, how could he possibly eat?

"You are so thin, how can you not eat?" "After crying for so long just now, I have to recover my strength from my crying." Without a word he took her hand and dragged her downstairs.

It was dark downstairs, and he didn't turn on the light. He led her to the dining room and told her to stand still.

She just stood there, obediently, and then she heard the sound of a match being struck and lit two red candles.

"Little girl, this is the Valentine's Day that I owe you. I came five years late, and will spend it with you every year from now on."

When he tied her up upstairs and ignored her, he busied himself here for several hours. The food on the table was all prepared personally by him.

Five years ago, she had said that when his eyes recovered, he would give her eleven roses on Valentine's Day, which represented single-mindedness, and then take her to candlelight dinner, where he would cut the steak into pieces and put it in her mouth.

At that time he said, "You are so vulgar, how can you be so useless, you should have asked me for a large diamond ring."

She said, "I only have this little bit of potential, but you, Ji Junyang, are more vulgar than I am."

Qian Xun looked at the dining room surrounded by roses and the food covered on the table. His eyes became hot and moist again. He remembered what she had said before.

"Did you do this?"

"Yes, Miss Beautiful Girl, please honor me." He offered her a gentleman's salute.

She giggled, and he pulled up the chair for her. She sat down and watched as he lifted the lid and poured red wine into a glass.

The steak was cooked to the fullest. When he had eaten in the dining room that time, he had remembered her habit of not eating raw meat.

Instead of taking another seat, he picked her up, put her on his lap, put his arms around her, reached in front of her, cut the steak, sliced it, and fed it into her mouth.

Qian Xun was already the mother of this child. The thoughts of this little girl no longer existed. Being hugged so tightly by him, he could only feel his face blushing and his ears heating up, and his heart racing.

"Is it delicious?"

"En!"

"What does that mean?" He put another piece into her mouth and watched as she chewed, her face filled with a gentle smile. His little girl had finally returned. It was so good. His smile could not help but surface all over his face.

"Eat slower."

"You feed it too fast. Eat the rest."

He ate very little, and most of it was fed into her stomach. He initially thought that he didn't have much appetite, so he unknowingly ate more than half of it.

"Have some more." He wanted to feed her some meat in the days that followed.

Qian Xun shook his head. She was already full. She raised her glass and said, "I'll drink this."

"Give me a sip."

She lifted the cup to his mouth, and he took a sip, then lowered his head to her mouth, breathing in each other's breath and taste, and she gasped in his arms. "Am I dreaming?"