C13

A warm breath on her cheek, mixed with the cool scent of shower lotion.

An Xiaochu had nowhere to retreat to.

"Hmm?" He leaned in a little closer, and the tweaked ending made one wonder.

"Impossible!" Only the devil would want to become this bastard's woman! None at all!

"What?" Qin Ziang never thought that this woman would reject him at all.

"I said it's impossible!" An Xiaochu repeated himself. Just as she raised her chin, a slightly cold smile appeared on her face. Next, a pair of large hands wrapped around her waist.

With a turn, she was thrown onto the bed while he pressed down on her!

An Xiaochu's mind went blank for a moment. The memories he had of her flooded over her like a flood.

No! No!

Instinctively, she flailed and shoved, but the man grabbed her wrist and bit her lip.

The moment the pain came, she subconsciously lifted her leg to kick it.

The shackles on his wrist instantly disappeared and Qin Ziang laid on the bed with his body half bent. His handsome face was not covered by the blanket, but the pain on his face was hard to conceal.

Where did she kick?

However, it was still better for him to stay alive.

An Xiaochu immediately stood up and ran out the door.

Qin Ziang looked at her figure that had fled without the slightest hesitation, and his eyes gradually filled with a dark ruthlessness. He reached out to grab the caller beside him, "Uncle Yao, lock her up."

This damned woman! This was getting more and more presumptuous!

An Xiaochu laid on the bed, bored of everything. After she calmed down, she could clearly feel pain from the rope between her wrist and ankle. All her remaining stamina had been used up in the previous struggle.

If he had known earlier, she would have stopped struggling.

In the large room, there was only a bed in the middle, there wasn't even a clock. Other than the sound of the air-conditioner whistling through the cold air in the upper right corner, it was so quiet that it seemed to be devoid of life.

She tilted her head and looked out the window. The fallen leaves swirled and disappeared from her line of sight. It was another autumn.

Cui Cui only found out about this news the next day. She tried to get the key to the room from Sister Li.

"Little Chu," She walked towards him quickly, carefully pushing him, "Are you okay?"

An Xiaochu forced herself to concentrate and opened his eyes. When she saw the worry in Cui Cui's eyes, she felt a warmth in her heart and squeezed out a smile, "It's pretty good."

"Idiot, why are you so cold!"

"Zhang Li came here before and turned on the cold air." she said, with an angry snarl in the direction of the upper-right corner.

"Cold air? That bastard must be crazy! I'll help you adjust the temperature. "

"Wait," An Xiaochu moved her wrist, "Cui Cui, help me untie the rope first, I want to move my joints, lying down for a long time won't feel good."

"I'll help you."

Cui Cui pulled on the rope frantically. The more anxious she was, the harder it was to untie. After expending a great deal of effort, he barely managed to undo one hand, and just as she was about to do the other, she was pulled by An Xiaochu on her wrist. "That's enough. I'll do the rest myself. You should go back now."

"I …"

"Go back, if you get caught, I really won't be able to do anything."

"Alright then, I'll come back later to see you. I'll bring you something to eat."

When Cui Cui finally got to dinner time and brought the meat buns to find An Xiaochu, she was already curled up in the corner.

"Xiaochu, hold on. I'll go find someone to save you!"

It was as if someone was coming. She could vaguely feel that there was a little warmth around her, but it disappeared before she could even touch it.

It was really cold. He could not hold on any longer.

Her petite body curled up as she hid in a corner. She was still wearing the simple clothes she had been wearing when she was brought to this room. The dark blue short skirt of the maid covered her knees, revealing her snow-white calves. Her hair was loose and fell softly to her sides, almost covering her entire face.

When Su Di pushed open the door and entered, he saw a scene like this: she was like an angry little cat.

He quickly walked over, "Miss An?" He gently pushed the woman in front of him, but she fell down into his embrace. A cold sensation spread out from her fingertips.

Why was it so cold?

The temperature of the room was clearly not low!

Without much time to think, Su Di held his horizontally in his arms. An Xiaochu laid her head against his chest, revealing her palm-sized face with bright red cheeks. Even through the cloth covering her shirt, she could still feel her breath of hot air.

She had a high fever!

"Mr. Su," Without knowing when, Steward Yao had already rushed to the room and blocked the door, "Young Master has yet to allow Miss An to leave."

"Uncle Yao, get out of the way!" Su Di withdrew his usual gentle smile, mixed between his brows.

Steward Yao did not give way, "Mr. Su, please do not make things difficult for us servants."

"I will explain it to Zian personally. I'm sorry, Uncle Yao."

Su Di's expression changed, he walked past his shoulder.

Steward Yao still wanted to follow and stop him, but when he saw An Xiaochu, his heart was moved. When he came back to his senses, Su Di had already walked far away with his in his arms.

"Should we catch up?" The deputy chief bodyguard behind him asked.

The Steward Yao shook his head, "Let's go back."