Chapter 93
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Han Hao looked at me and said, "Xiao Li, can you trust me one more time?"
"It's not a matter of trust. Han Hao, I understand your feelings for me, but I can't accept it. I'm sorry."
"Are you worried about Xinyao?"
I shook my head and looked at him. "No. No matter who it is, or what it is, I won't accept you."
Seeing my firm attitude, Han Hao sighed. He let go of me and looked at me. "Okay, I respect your choice. I'll wait until you're divorced, then I'll pursue you. This is my business. You don't have to worry about it."
"Don't you want Duanmu Que and me to be happy?" I suddenly felt that Han Hao was very persistent.
"No, I just want you to be happy. I also want you to give me a chance to be happy." I didn't want to think about anything else.
I felt that we shouldn't talk about this topic anymore. I suddenly remembered that Xinyao was still looking for him, so I said, "Let's talk about it later. You go and accompany Xinyao. I have to go back."
Han Hao reached out and held me in his arms. He whispered to me, "Okay, whatever you say. I'll go find her. You take good care of yourself. If there's anything, you must call me." I leaned into Han Hao's arms and nodded. Han Hao cupped my face and kissed my forehead. Then he left. I didn't know why, but this intimate action made me subconsciously accept him. Maybe my feelings for Han Hao had never disappeared.
I stood by the rose pond for a while, looking at the garden full of blooming flowers. All sorts of feelings welled up in my heart. I didn't want to face it, but I still had to face it. I walked to the living room. I didn't know what unexpected things would happen when I saw Duanmu Que in my room.
I passed through the living room and headed upstairs. Xiao Fengya's bedroom door was closed. It seemed like she was still resting. This was good. If I really had an argument with Duanmu Que, I wouldn't have to worry about it affecting her mood. I walked to the bedroom door. The entire corridor was silent. There was no one in sight. The usually lively home had become lifeless. I pushed the door open and walked into the bedroom. As soon as I entered the room, I saw Duanmu Que lying naked with his eyes closed. I didn't say anything and gently closed the door. I didn't want to wake him up.
I walked to the wardrobe by the bed, and gently opened it, then took out my clothes one by one, because I knew, with Duan Mu Que's personality, he definitely wouldn't allow me to sleep on the same bed as him in this room. I took a few coats and was about to turn around and put them on the chair next to the bed when I suddenly saw Duanmu Que sitting by the bed, looking at me with a serious face.
I didn't have time to react. I was scared and took two steps back, bumping into the wardrobe. My legs went soft and I sat on the floor. I lifted my head to look at Duanmu Que. He was still sitting on the bed, glaring at me. If it had been in the past, Duanmu Que would have rushed to me and hugged me. But now, his attitude towards me was clear. I wasn't that important anymore. I sneered and stood up with the help of the wardrobe. I glanced at him and turned around to take out my clothes.
After a while, I was almost done with all the clothes. I started to take out my luggage and put the clothes inside one by one. Duanmu Que just sat in front of me and looked at me without moving. There were a few times when I glanced at him, but his gaze was very determined. He didn't look away from me at all. I didn't feel uncomfortable either. I only lowered my head and tidied up the clothes.
When I was halfway through, Duanmu Que suddenly grabbed my hand. I lifted my head and looked at him with a puzzled face. He snatched the clothes from my hand and tore them without saying anything. My temper flared up. I shouted at Duanmu Que, "What are you doing?!"
He didn't pay attention to me. He reached for the second piece of clothing and tore it. I didn't know what he wanted to do. I looked at him angrily. "Stop! Don't touch my clothes! "Duanmu Que glared at me. He grabbed another piece of clothing and tore it in front of me.
I didn't know what he wanted to do. Seeing that he was about to tear my clothes again, I hurriedly grabbed his hand and tried to stop him. However, Duanmu Que was too strong. He flung my arm away and threw me onto the bed. He turned around and grabbed the clothes in the suitcase, tearing them one by one. I tried to press his arm down again, but he swung me away. He suddenly reached for the gown that he'd bought for me. My heart skipped a beat and I jumped off the bed. Before he could grab the gown, I grabbed it and hugged it in my arms. I leaned against the wardrobe and looked at him in horror.
Duanmu Que stood up from the bed. He looked at me with a fierce gaze. I retreated step by step until I reached the door. There was nowhere else to go. I hugged the dress tightly and looked at him. "Not this one. You can't tear it."
Duanmu Que extended his hand in front of me. He said calmly, "Give it to me."
I shook my head. My tears were about to fall. I looked at him and said, "Not this one."
"For the last time, give it to me." Duanmu Que looked at me and said slowly. I suddenly felt fear. I hid the gown behind me and shook my head desperately at Duanmu Que. This was the gown that he had given me. It was the thing that I treasured the most. I couldn't watch it get destroyed.
Duanmu Que walked in front of me. He grabbed my collar with both hands. Although I was very scared, I tried my best to protect the dress. Duanmu Que grabbed the two corners of my collar and pulled with all his strength. My top was torn by him. I was only left with my underwear. I couldn't help but cry. I looked at Duanmu Que and said, "No …"
"Are you giving it to me or not?" He threw the torn dress to the side and looked at me as he said.
"Duanmu Que, I'm begging you, okay? Let me go. This is the most precious thing I have. I'm begging you. " It was the first time I had begged someone so humbly. I didn't know why. Looking at the cruel Duanmu Que in front of me, he didn't just tear my dress, he tore my heart.
Duanmu Que didn't stop! He reached out and tore my dress. Besides my underwear, there was nothing covering my body. Duanmu Que was too strong. When he tore the dress, he made a few red spots on my body. I squatted on the ground and leaned against the corner of the wall. The gown was stuck in the crevice. To me, this humiliation was worse than death.
Duanmu Que squatted down. He lifted my chin and looked at me. "This is what you get for not listening to me. Don't challenge my bottom line. Give me that dress!"
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