Yun Daixi lived for many years in the hell created by her closest relatives.
The filthy rented room was always cluttered with empty bottles and dirty cigarette butts. No matter how much you cleaned it, it would be like that again the next day.
Like Sisyphus being punished by pushing a boulder uphill, only to have it roll back down, no matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain.
On the coldest days, she slept on a bed that was barely kept clean and had been warmed up by her body. She slept very restlessly, and would be awakened by the slightest sound. She didn't know when that man would lift her out of the covers and the pain of being whipped with a belt would inexplicably fall on her body.
One night, he brought back a man from who-knows-where. His hand was already on her waist. She burst into tears and ran out the door, but after walking a long way, she had nowhere to go.
To avoid being discovered, she wore long sleeves and trousers even on the hottest days. Once, when the scars were accidentally exposed, they attracted a lot of criticism.
The homeroom teacher asked worriedly, "Is someone bullying you?"
Xu Xinghui quickly shook his head: "I fell by accident."
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Once she finally had the ability to escape that hell, she immediately changed her name. From her surname to her given name, anything related to that bastard was a painful memory for her.
This relationship must be severed completely. Like removing a malignant tumor, even leaving just a small part can lead to its spread.
She hardened her heart and cut off some of her own flesh along with it. She never spoke to anyone from that household again.
She changed her identity and name; let's just say she died, died on the train to Beijing while dragging her suitcase, and was thus isolated from that world that was both distant and near.
At this moment, being held horizontally in Gu Li'an's arms, she knew she was in another incurable hell.
This hellish environment was the complete opposite of the one she had experienced since childhood; on the surface it was clean, luxurious, and extravagant, but on the inside it bore a striking resemblance—
Both are highly uncertain.
Gu Li'an is also a man who can plunge people into an ice cave at any moment.
He was even more ruthless; his occasional tenderness made people unable to resist following in his footsteps, torn between desire and resistance, ultimately leading them to choose to jump into his icy river.
The central air conditioning, which runs 24 hours a day, makes the room much warmer than the outside, and the intense heat inevitably assaults you.
After bouncing her around in his arms for a few steps, Gu Li'an roughly threw her onto the bed and ripped off her wool coat. He held her arm down with one hand to prevent her from struggling, while using the other to grab the toilet paper from the bedside.
He drew out many bills in a row, forming a thick stack, and then suddenly pressed it against Yun Daixi's lips, fiercely wiping away the bright red.
The violence tore the almost healed mucous membrane in her mouth apart again, and the trickling blood filled the air on her tongue.
Just one night later, the man who had tenderly kissed her seemed to have vanished from this world.
In the room with only the wall lamps on, Gu Li'an knelt on her waist, holding her wrists that aroused his desire, and lifted them up from the white blankets that were locked on either side of her face.
He inexplicably wanted to kiss her, unsure whether it was anger at being violated or the absurdity of love.
Only the secretions in the nerves are controlling the body, causing an uncontrollable surge of intense possessiveness.
The woman who took his first kiss could not belong to anyone else, body or soul.
When he leaned down, his lips rested on her breath, and he could clearly see a tear spill from the corner of her eye as she closed it.
This time, he finally saw the broken corner of the porcelain vase. He was even somewhat satisfied, satisfied that Yun Daixi had finally shown him genuine feelings, whether it was hatred or something else, he didn't care.
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Gu Li'an reached out to wipe away the tears from her eyes, and his lips covered hers as before.
He has never been a soft-hearted person; in business, being soft-hearted will only get you killed.
He initiated this entanglement, and at the moment their lips met, a faint taste of blood could be smelled.
Perhaps the genes for conquest and hunting were already planted in men in the barbaric era, making it even more irresistible to men to ignite their desire for conquest.
He took off his black suit jacket and used the hem to cover her eyes. Darkness descended, and she could only sense through the gaps that the lights in the room were still on. The light shining through her pupils indicated that she still had a little bit of consciousness left, and that it was not an illusion.
The restrained hands seemed to be a warning against entering his enclosed space today.
Once you're in, don't expect to get out easily.
She knew she couldn't win the struggle, and she really didn't have any worthwhile chastity to protect. Using it on him was a fair deal from any perspective.
The fish caught with that lipstick, without needing to be baited, is destined to never grow fat.
His lips finally parted just as she was about to suffocate, his hot breath traveling from her cheek to her ear.
A slightly panting voice rang out: "Miss Yun, stay away from that Chi Muye, or stay away from me. You choose one."
Greed, anger, and ignorance are indeed humanity's original sins.
Even someone in his high position would go crazy over something like this.
"Mr. Gu knows that my relationship with him is nothing more than a charade..."
These four words seemed to enrage him even more, because he knew that she was also putting on a show.
His hand reached down a little, lifting the hem of her clothes. The next second, Yun Daixi felt a chill.
Like someone who deliberately tries to break into the Peach Blossom Spring, following the rugged waterway, a cold oar stirs the surface of the lake where peach blossoms are falling.
It was clearly a forced entry, yet it proceeded at a leisurely pace, like a landscape painting of a wild ferry crossing in spring.
Her body was already warm, and she didn't even flinch when someone broke in.
The wooden paddles glided along, creating ripples on the lake's surface.
Finally, when they reached the center of the lake, they encountered a fish that broke through the surface and jumped out of the lake.
Yun Daixi couldn't help but tremble all over.
This extremely vengeful man retaliated tenfold for what she had just done to him unintentionally.
After she calmed down a bit, he continued:
"Miss Yun, even playing along is not allowed. If I find out you're in his arms again, or if I find out you're alone with him in any space, I don't know what I might do."
After saying that, he bit her ear, the pain sending a clear warning through her.
Half of his body was already pressed against hers, and the slight dampness from his sweat seeped through.
After a long while, he finally lifted the suit jacket covering her eyes and threw it aside.
A kiss landed on the mole on her eyelid.
For a very long time, so long that the warmth in Yun Daixi's eyes reached his instantly cold lips.
He finally sat up, sat back on the edge of the bed, paused for a moment, and went to the sink to wash his hands.
I took another bottle of water from the refrigerator, opened it, and took a sip.
He pushed open the door and went out alone.
It's unclear how much time passed before Yun Daixi finally got up from the bed, which was covered with her lipstick wrappers.
The hand he had restrained was trembling with pain.
She forced herself to stand up, picked up her handbag that had somehow fallen to the ground, and went to the dressing room to tidy her clothes.
On the horizontal bar in the dressing room were several sets of his clothes, all of them black.
She only glanced at it before going to the bathroom to wash her face thoroughly.
Her gaze inevitably fell on the jar of cleansing balm on the table, which was exactly the same as the one she had used that day.
Looking at her disheveled appearance in the mirror, she simply removed her makeup, washed her face, and disregarded any potential transgressions, secretly applying his skincare products to her dry face.
Suddenly, Yun Daixi seemed to understand why Sai Jinhua and Li Lifei had warned her.
In any case, one should never be tempted by this demon who has had the same experience as oneself, just as one warned Chi Muye.
She suddenly felt a sense of gratitude for everything that happened tonight, which felt like a heavy slap in the face, reminding her once again that greedy ordinary people have never been qualified to make an equal deal with the devil.
Once worldly desires arise, one is destined to be devoured by him until nothing remains.
Yun Daixi went out.
Gu Li'an stood in the courtyard, his figure still aloof under the moonlight. He was completely different from the violent and conquest-like man he had just been.
She called out from afar, "Mr. Gu, I'm leaving."
Like a mistress who has been discovered by her mistress and hastily flees.
The place was so secluded that it was inconvenient for anyone to pick her up, and of course, she couldn't get a taxi. She thought Gu Li'an would have his driver take her home, but to her surprise, he replied, "I'll take you."
She refused, afraid he would see the shame in her deriving pleasure from violence. Still unsure how to face it all, she quickly said, "No need to trouble Mr. Gu. I'm already very grateful that you've lent me this place tonight."
Gu Li'an still walked over defiantly: "I said I would take you back, and I will take you back personally."
In the end, she got into a Bentley, but the license plate was different from the one she had last time.
This time she didn't ask and obediently got into the passenger seat.
We walked in silence, as if we understood each other implicitly.
I wonder if what Gu Li'an said when we came—that he would know how she would make a decision when we got back—is still important now.
Wanting to give herself an explanation, Yun Daixi still spoke up: "Today I gave the photocopy to President He and discussed with him how to cooperate well in the future."
"Hmm." He answered casually, whether he was even listening or not.
After dropping him off downstairs, Yun Daixi got out of the car and said to him, "Good night, Mr. Gu."
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He finally looked into her eyes seriously and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
He's left this body covered in injuries today, and I don't even know exactly where he asked about them.
She smiled and replied, "It doesn't hurt anymore." Then she closed the door and walked away.
Compared to what that bastard did to her, this was nothing compared to the real pain she felt.
Seeing Yun Daixi enter the courtyard, he started the car and left, deciding on a whim to stay in that room for the night, and drove back the way he came.
This place was originally just one of his overnight lodgings, nothing special, but after tonight, it began to hold his unknown secrets.
The paper with lipstick stains on it, which had just been on the bed, was flushed down the toilet by Yun Daixi as if she were disposing of stolen goods.
He took a hot shower, the hottest he'd ever taken before, and his nerves finally felt his body again.