Chapter 80 So You Will Be Unhappy

Xia Ling suddenly stopped and her heartbeat almost stopped.

Chu Chen's tone was calm and calm: "I didn't expect you to run so far. I almost missed it."

She didn't speak, just stepped back, and then backed away...

She suddenly turned around and was about to run back, but she unexpectedly bumped into two burly men. Their chests as hard as iron towers hit her painfully. They twisted her around and grabbed her with such force that they almost crushed her bones.

Chu Chen walked over slowly.

"Ye Xingling, don't waste your efforts." He smiled, "There is no way to escape what the boss wants."

"Chu Chen, you will be punished." Xia Ling gritted her teeth, knowing that it was useless to beg him. This person was hard-hearted, cold-blooded and cruel.

He laughed again: "Little girl, you actually believe this? Don't be naive... By the way, I'll give you a piece of advice. Instead of worrying about me, you should really worry about yourself. Some of the things you have done recently have made me sad. The boss is very unhappy.”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for her reaction, he ordered the two big men: "Take her into the car."

Xia Ling struggled with all her strength and opened her mouth to shout for help.

Behind her, a rough hand covered her mouth, and then she felt a pain in the back of her neck and lost consciousness.

when Wake up.

It was in a retro European-style bedroom, the chandelier was dimly lit, and the heavy wooden door was tightly closed. She was sitting on a huge round bed, which was more than enough for about seven or eight people to lie down at the same time. Above the top of the bed, engraved curtains and gold and silver tassels overlapped and hung down, reflecting on the velvet mattress, making their shadows look like ghosts. .

The surroundings were quiet, and there was no one except her.

Xia Ling sat up from the bed, lowered her head, and was shocked to find that someone had changed her clothes. The half-sleeved top and light-colored trousers that she originally wore were gone, replaced by a pair of smooth silk clothes. The blouse, a very voluptuous red, was decorated with a lot of gorgeous lace. It was very loose and had a wide open neckline. She had to hold it with her hands from time to time to prevent it from slipping off her fair and round shoulders.

However, this was not what frightened and shamed her the most.

What frightened and shamed her the most was that the blouse barely covered her upper body, and the hem only reached the middle of her thighs. The slightest movement could easily reveal her beauty. She felt like all the blood in her body was flowing backwards, and the nightmare she had once resurfaced.

Fog, villa, cage...

The ferocious memories came overwhelmingly. She had difficulty breathing, and her heartbeat was fast and chaotic. She crawled off the bed on hands and knees, staggered to the heavy bedroom door, and reached out to push and pull the gilded door handle.

The wooden door didn't move at all.

Xia Ling was so scared that she hit it with her body like crazy, hard, and again... I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, the door was opened from the outside. She was unprepared and couldn’t hold back. Falling into a hard embrace.

Look up and see that person's face clearly.

The extremely handsome, majestic and gloomy face is the devil that follows her in her deepest nightmares.

Xia Ling stared at him blankly, her mind going blank. Then, he was caught off guard, with a pain on his face, a buzzing sound in his ears, and his body flew backwards, knocking over two high-backed nanmu carved chairs, and then fell to the carpet.

Her vision was blurry, and for a moment, she thought her body had fallen apart.

Pei Ziheng walked to her with slow steps and squatted down.

She finally focused her eyes on him and saw his lips opening and closing. After another moment, a sound reached her ears.

"This slap is for Xia Ling," he said gloomily, "Who do you think you are and you dare to insult her?"

Xia Ling was confused. When had she ever scolded herself? Even though she has been reincarnated, she is not that boring. But then she realized that it must be Xia Yu... The recent news has been making a lot of noise. Hasn't Xia Yu been framing her, saying that she scolded her "dear sister"?

Thinking of this, she said in a trembling voice: "I didn't scold..."

Before she could finish her words, another heavy slap came down, hitting her on the same cheek. She groaned in pain, feeling that half of her face was burning, numb and swollen. Her mouth and nose were filled with the smell of blood, and warm liquid flowed out from the corners of her lips and along the delicate porcelain white lips. The skin is thin and sinuous.

Pei Ziheng reached out and gently touched her injured face.

As soon as it touched her, she winced in pain.

"How dare you quibble." He said softly, touching the corners of her lips with his fingertips, and brought a trace of blood to his lips.

"ye How dare you insult me? Ye Xingling, you will be taught a lesson tonight, I promise."

He leaned over and looked at her with an unfamiliar look.

When she was Xia Ling in her previous life, he had never looked at her like this. Even in the last and most terrifying year of her life, although there was ruthless encroachment, burning desire, and irresistible strong will in his eyes when he looked at her... it never looked like that. Now, it's like looking at a dead thing without life.

Xia Ling's heart felt chilly, she supported her body on her elbows and retreated.

He clamped her chin: "Want to escape?"

Suddenly, he picked her up roughly. She just felt like the world was spinning. Before she could struggle, she was thrown onto the huge round bed in the center of the bedroom. The bed curtain was half pressed down by her, and beads, satin and tassels staggered and fell on her body.

He leaned forward to hold her down, grabbing her wrists with one hand and fixing them above her head. The other hand slowly pushed aside the beaded satin and tassels covering her body, while his eyes stayed on her disheveled body. The few twists and turns just now caused the red silk blouse she was wearing to slip off her shoulders, exposing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, shivering under his gaze.

Extremely frightened, she shouted hoarsely: "Pei Ziheng, let me go!"

He sneered softly: "Xiao Ling who scolded me will have to pay the price."

"I really didn't scold her," Xia Ling was extremely flustered and frightened, suppressing the crying in her voice, "What did I scold her for? What did I scold her for?!"

His expression changed, and he clamped her neck with his hand: "You still have the guts to ask me? Ye Xingling, I tell you, you are the bastard who sleeps with others to get ahead, a shameless bitch! You deserve a bad death!”

OMG…

She was stunned, it was so vicious and unpleasant.

For a moment, she couldn't even feel the pain of his neck being clamped tightly. It wasn't until her blood vessels felt like they were about to explode and her breathing was almost stagnant that she struggled subconsciously, and he let go.

She coughed heartbreakingly, gasping for air.

I finally recovered, but I felt sad. She finally knew the reason for Pei Ziheng's madness, but...

"I didn't know that someone scolding Xia Ling would make you... unhappy."