Chapter 1130 Tearing Off Xia Yu’s Mask

Xia Ling's heart sank a little bit, the pain was so extreme that she became numb.

She heard herself whisper: "Okay." So what if it wasn't good? She couldn't hide or escape, so she could only be imprisoned in this world by him, serving as a tiger. How is this different from being a mistress? Yes, she was indeed unwilling to do so. If nothing happened to her sister, she would fight to the end and would rather die than live in ruins. But with her sister missing and her life or death uncertain, she could not continue to be willful.

Pei Ziheng looked at her gently and elegantly: "Have you thought clearly?"

"Think it through."

"No regrets?"

"No regrets."

There was a smile in his bottomless eyes, and he leaned back on the sofa and said to her: "In that case, show some sincerity and take off your clothes."

Her body trembled and her face suddenly turned pale.

Pei Ziheng said: "What, you don't want to?"

Her expression clearly showed her unwillingness, but under his serious and oppressive eyes, she could only say dryly: "Don't...don't be here." This is the living room on the first floor of the villa, and there is a red window outside the floor-to-ceiling window. In the garden shaded by roses, the sunshine in winter is just right, rendering the world clear and clear.

What if Zhou Ma or the housekeeper and driver bump into them?

He said calmly: "Right here." He spoiled her rotten before, so she didn't know the height of the world and tried to escape, but she also wanted to get married? Making such a whimsical request. From today on, he will teach her what the rules are and let her stay with him peacefully in the future. This will be good for both of them.

Xia Ling lowered her head slightly, her fingers as white as jade grasping the mother-of-pearl buttons on her clothes, trembling slightly. She peeked at him, but he remained unmoved, his cold and majestic face was like a god or demon. In the silent confrontation, she couldn't stand it anymore and unbuttoned her clothes layer by layer. Her beautiful collarbones and curvy chest and abdomen were exposed to the cold winter air, just like a white sacrifice presented to him.

She grabbed a thin layer of silk clothing with her hands, barely covering her back, and begged him: "At least let me keep this one." She was really afraid that someone would suddenly break in. If that happened, she would only have this one. The thin silk clothes could protect her last bit of dignity.

Pei Ziheng was noncommittal and motioned for her to undress and untie him.

She hesitated, then carefully leaned into his arms wearing silk clothes, and took off his well-tailored woolen vest and shirt. His lean chest was exposed without a trace of fat. Her hands trembled slightly as she moved down to untie the customized belt around his waist. The cold belt buckle touched her fingers, sending chills into her heart bit by bit. She took it for a long time without untying it. His eyes darkened, and he suddenly became impatient, turning over and pressing her down.

She struggled instinctively, but was immediately restrained by him. The storm-like offensive hit her, making her feel like a small boat in the wind and rain, sinking and floating involuntarily.

Her vision gradually dimmed and she fell asleep in his arms.

After the lingering, Pei Ziheng wrapped her in his shirt and kissed her forehead gently.

She is so beautiful, no matter how many times he asks for it, it is not enough. She is the only one in this life who can make him unable to help himself, and he must keep her by his side at all costs. Cruel? He didn't think so, because there was no one in the world who loved her more than he did. Following him is the best destination for her.

Cleaning up the mess all over her body.

His eyes suddenly fell on her wrist - there was a silver bracelet on her wrist that was as white as jade, it seemed to be very old, and it was emitting a faint light under the clear winter sunshine.

That was a gift he gave her when she was twelve years old.

He still remembered that the inner circle of the silver bracelet was engraved with their initials and four words: never leave, never leave.

Thinking of this, he smiled slightly, raised her hand, brought it to his lips and kissed her. She ran away from home a few days ago, and he sent Chu Chen to deal with the aftermath - to silence the paparazzi, and to warn the old lady who took her in on what should and should not be said. The old lady took out a pair of diamond earrings and gave them to Chu Chen: "This belongs to Xiao Ling. She insists on paying me for accommodation, but how can I accept it? Give it back to her."

She bought the pair of earrings herself.

He remembered that she liked it very much and wore it on many occasions.

However, when she was down and out, she would rather give away the pair of earrings than give away the worthless silver bracelet. In fact, she still has him in her heart, right?

After this time in the living room, she became even more silent. Only when she asked about the progress of searching for Xia Yu, her eyes showed a bit of the old look. Pei Ziheng helped her "search" for a period of time with great fanfare. Seeing that it was almost done, he told her: "The results from the private detective and the police have come out. The real culprit who murdered Wang Jingwan is Xia Yu. She fled in fear of crime. It was probably a long time ago." It’s hard to find.”

Xia Ling was in disbelief: "What did you say? Xiao Yu was the murderer of Wang Jingwan?" How is that possible? She is her sister, the only flesh-and-blood relative in the world. Why did she murder Wang Jingwan? !

Xia Ling looked pale and staggered back a few steps.

Pei Ziheng looked down at her: "The police found the diary left by Xia Yu. In fact, she has always been jealous of you. She was jealous that you were healthier, prettier and favored than her, so she wanted you to die. She killed Wang Jingwan and put the blame on you."

His words hit her heart like a heavy hammer.

She clutched her heart in pain: "Impossible...impossible! How could Xiaoyu be jealous of me when she is so good to me? There must be something wrong. She didn't even dare to kill a cockroach. How could she kill someone?!"

Pei Ziheng said: "Nothing is impossible. Do you still remember the bag of poison I found from your practice room? It was Xia Yu who secretly put it in, but I didn't expect that I found out in time that the murderer was not you. Please ask the police to conduct a more detailed investigation investigation. She was afraid, so she ran away."

Xia Ling still didn't believe it. How could the sisterhood of more than ten years disappear because of these few words? She still remembered the way her sister looked at her weakly and called her sister softly.

"Where's the evidence?" she asked tremblingly, "I want to see the evidence."

Pei Ziheng said: "All the evidence is in the hands of the police and kept secret." In fact, there was no diary at all. He said this just to make Xia Ling give up.

But Xia Ling still found a reason to convince herself: "No... there must be something wrong. I don't believe she hates me! Zi Heng, she may have suffered an accident, so she disappeared!"

Pei Ziheng looked at her with pity and said nothing.

Xia Ling's lips turned white, and she suddenly raised her head and said, "I'm going to find her. She must have something hidden. I want to find her and find out!"