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Long Haochen was indignant, grabbing her arm and pulling her into his embrace, glaring at her, "Do you think you can hurt me? I'm warning you, it's best not to do something that would make me angry. Otherwise, the one who will suffer will always be you! "

"Let him go …" Ye Jia mumbled in a daze, as if she did not care about his threat. Her body and mind had already been tormented by him to the point that they could no longer shed tears. She knew that begging him would be useless, but she still did not give up and begged.

Blood kept seeping out from his wrist, staining Long Haochen's clothes red. He threw a glance at his bloody shirt, looking at her tear-stricken face. His heart trembled again. He shook her and quickly pushed her onto the bed. Then, he turned around and 'fled' towards the door!

That's right! To him, this was escaping! He was surprised to find that he could not stand her tears any longer. Such a strong and stubborn girl had been tortured by him to such a state.

According to his investigation some time ago, the Ye Jia in front of him had always been a naive, active, and naughty girl. She, who was in the Long Residence, was like a completely different person. Wasn't that what he wanted? Crush her, humiliate her, strike down her pride … This was the reason why he had imprisoned her. Everything had gone smoothly for him!

So this was what it felt like to be successful, to be slightly happy, to be faintly sad. In short, it was not what he had imagined!

Stopping at the bedroom door, Long Haochen turned his head, coldly staring at her, "You want me to let Ye Xiangfei go? I'll give you a chance, hand over the necklace! "

Was he giving in? He could have had her hand over the necklace by any means! Long Haochen let out a bitter laugh in his heart. Hatred and compassion, these two conflicting emotions tore at his heart.

Ye Jia was stunned as she stared at him with tears in her eyes. Necklace? She didn't know where the necklace was. If she knew, she would hand it over. She definitely would! She sobbed and shook her head, unable to utter a single word!

She shook her head, letting Long Haochen naturally believe that it was her refusing. He sneered, "Then I can't help you!" With that, he shrugged and walked out.

Ye Jia stared at the door that was slammed shut, lying on the bed in frustration, her heart was full of hatred. Picking up the disc on the floor, he slammed it into the trash can, then sat back down on the bed, sobbing in pain.

Ye Jia just curled up on the bed and slept through the night. She didn't wake up until the next afternoon, and when she woke up, she was tormented by endless heartache.

She knew that she couldn't continue like this because no one would sympathize with her and care for her. She stood up and casually bandaged her wounds before walking out of the bedroom, preparing to go to the mortal world to find something to eat. She hadn't eaten for nearly a day.

It was lunch time, and the people in the house were probably all taking a nap. Ye Jia was also quiet. She didn't need to listen to those cold words.

Long Shengjie silently walked through the corridor and went downstairs. He was surprised to see Long Shengjie, who was eating and eating a big meal with an unchanging expression on his face, laughing heartily as he watched the video. When he saw Ye Jia, he shouted, "It's so fun! Ye Jia, sit down and watch it together!"

"Has everyone left?" Ye Jia looked at him and asked. She grabbed the snacks from Long Shengjie's hands without any trace of politeness and began to eat. After taking two bites, she frowned, "Why isn't it tomato flavored?"

"You're annoying. Return it to me!" Long Shengjie jumped up from the sofa and grabbed the snacks before sitting back on the sofa. "Eldest brother went out with aunt and brother Tianming. Second brother is in the study."

"Oh, I'm going to work." Ye Jia didn't care about their whereabouts. She walked past them and headed for the door.

"Hey, your hands aren't ready yet, don't work!" Long Shengjie called out from behind him. Ye Jia was a little touched, but she didn't listen to him and headed to the backyard. It wasn't because she wanted to work, but because she was too stressed out staying in this big house, she would rather go back to the backyard and mingle with the maids.

Returning to the backyard, when the maids saw Ye Jia, they looked at her with sympathy before looking at her left wrist. They all heard that she committed suicide, but they couldn't figure out why.

Facing these sympathetic gazes, Ye Jia just smiled and lowered her head to play with the kitten beside her feet. Just as he squatted, Sister Ling's loud voice sounded from behind him: "Ye Jia! [You finally got up from that luxurious bed?] I also said that if you don't get up, I'm going to invite you! "

Ye Jia was frightened. She quickly stood up from the ground and did not look back at her. Instead, she looked around for work. Sister Ling scolded for a while before leaving in a bored manner. She told Ye Jia not to play dumb when she left.

The maids saw that Ye Jia's hand was still injured, so they asked her to do the lightest work. If that was the case, Ye Jia would accept the clothes and fold them. She wouldn't be able to do anything that required her strength to do.

In the evening, Ye Jia walked into Long Yingqi's room. Hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, she quickly walked to the wardrobe. He planned to arrange his clothes and leave before he came out. As he passed by the glass desk, his gaze was suddenly attracted by the laptop screen on the table, or rather, by the necklace pattern on the screen.

She couldn't help but walk over and squat down in front of the computer, carefully examining the necklace in the picture. Wasn't this the necklace Long Yingqi and Long Haoxuan were fighting over?

The old-fashioned design, the huge heart-shaped pendant. She had worn the necklace for two days and had lost all interest, but she hadn't expected that it was something the two brothers were fighting for. Ye Jia was very curious about the magic of this necklace. Just as she was about to look at the drawing below, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Ye Jia was surprised, she quickly stood up and looked at Long Yingqi embarrassedly. At this moment, Long Yingqi was only wrapped in a white bath towel, his wet hair falling on his forehead, and his strong chest was extremely attractive. When Long Yingqi turned around, the green tattoo dragon was faintly discernible.

Ye Jia shook her head. She hated herself for thinking of Long Haochen every time she saw him. This was because the current him was exactly the same as every time Long Haochen had forced her to do so. He was simply the same person!

"I... I've delivered clothes. " Ye Jia stammered awkwardly. She clearly knew that he was Long Yingqi, that gentle and refined Long Yingqi, but at this moment, she was still afraid of him.

Every time Long Haochen got up from her body, she would see him, and call out to her with his bloody mouth wide open. What she couldn't understand was why the gentle and considerate Long Yingqi would have such a terrifying tattoo on his back. It did not suit him at all!

In a trance, Ye Jiaji felt his vision darken. Long Yingqi was already standing in front of him. Ye Jia instinctively took a step back and raised her head to look at Long Qi Ying's calm face.

Long Yingqi sensed that she was afraid of him, so he didn't say anything. He reached out his right hand to grab her left hand. Being grabbed like that, the clothes that Ye Jia had folded neatly in her hands fell to the ground.

Is the wound ready?" Long Yingqi's thumb gently fiddled with the bandage on his wound as he fixed his eyes on her. "If you're not ready, then don't be in such a hurry to work. Just rest for a few more days." There was a faint order in her voice, but also a faint care.

Just like every time he cared about her, Ye Jia's heart was filled with gratitude. She took her hand away from him and nodded, "Thank you, young master, for your concern. It's much better now."

"Is that so?" The corner of Long Yingqi's mouth curled up in ridicule. Ye Jia was surprised, could it be that he already felt that she was lying? Or did he know that after having been stimulated by Long Haochen the previous day, his wounds had opened up once again, and he hadn't recovered at all?

Ye Jia didn't say anything else. She squatted down and started to pick up the clothes on the floor. Long Yingqi watched her series of actions. Her hands were obviously inflexible, yet she was still stubbornly holding on. It was unknown whether it was heartache or sympathy that arose from her heart. It made him extremely annoyed as he growled, "Enough! "Go back and lie on the bed. Don't walk around if you have nothing to do!"

Ye Jia was stunned. She was surprised to see this gentle looking man suddenly go berserk. Why did he suddenly get angry? Even though his voice was harsh, she could feel it was concern for her, another form of concern.

"Good night, Second Young Master." Ye Jia put the clothes in the wardrobe, said good night to Long Yingqi, glanced at the computer screen again, and walked towards the door. When he walked to the door, he turned around and asked, "Second Young Master, can I ask you a question?"

"Ask away." Long Yingqi recovered his usual gentleness and looked at her indifferently, waiting for her to speak. Just as Ye Jia was hesitating, she turned around and went to the water dispenser to pour the water.

When she turned to Ye Jia again, she mustered her courage and said, "Second Young Master, can you put on your clothes first?"

"Why?" Long Yingqi's face revealed an evil smile as he looked at her in amusement, thinking that she was too embarrassed to ask such a thing. Ye Jia did not ask him to wear clothes because of this. She looked at him and said, "I'm afraid of the thing on your back, I'm afraid of seeing it."

"It seems that you've already seen it many times." Long Yingqi teased, and seeing her flushed face, he laughed even more evilly. Under such an expression, he really did look like he had a shadow of Long Haochen.

Long Yingqi teased her, but still put on a robe and returned to Ye Jia, smiling, "Alright, if you have any questions, you can ask them now."

Ye Jia sighed. She was very grateful for his cooperation. "I want to know what secrets that necklace is hiding. Why do you want to get hold of it all the time?"

Not only him, but Long Haochen also wanted it. If it was only an ordinary platinum necklace, there wouldn't be so many followers.