This man, when he didn't speak, gave her a strong sense of oppression, which made her feel very stressed.
She took a small step back, trying to keep as much distance as possible from him, but soon her body was pressed against the car, with nowhere to retreat.
Tang Jue took a step forward with his aggressive long legs and looked down at her condescendingly.
Being so close, Qiqi could clearly smell the clean scent of cologne on him.
"Sorry, Mr. Tang, please step back a little. I need to go back." She tried to keep her tone calm.
Tang Jue didn't like her avoiding him like this, so he lifted her small face with his long fingers. His sparkling peach blossom eyes were full of spring love, "Have you divorced him?"
Qiqi subconsciously raised her hand to move his fingers away from her face. But the next moment...
Her delicate hand was held by him. Before she could react, he pulled her soft body onto his chest.
Qiqi was embarrassed and angry, her face turned red, she struggled but failed to break free.
Looking up, Tang Jue still had the same expression, "Divorce or not?"
"I don't plan to get a divorce." She replied without any disguise.
As soon as the words fell, the air around her seemed to freeze for two seconds. She could clearly feel that the man's grip on her was getting stronger.
Qiqi knew that she couldn't get away, so she stopped struggling and just looked at him calmly, "If nothing unexpected happened, Mr. Tang must have received the 1 million check - that's all the money I paid you back. I won't owe you anything from now on."
"The check? The one signed by Mo Xun?"
"… Um."
Tang Jue was not angry, but smiled at her, "Qiqi, the things I want are never allowed to be labeled by anyone else."
So, how could he allow her to use checks signed by other men
Qiqi knew that he was arrogant, and he did have the capital to be arrogant. However, that did not mean that as his enemy, she had to accept his arrogance unconditionally and without limits.
"Mr. Tang, first of all, I am not an object, nor am I an object that you can hold and play with whenever you want. Second, Mo Xun is not someone else, he is my husband." Qiqi said this, still calm and peaceful, but her tone was firm, "Please let me go."
The people around, including Jian Qing, who worked under Tang Jue, were all shocked when they heard her words.
This is the first time I heard someone dare to speak to the young master like this. Moreover, how many women even dream of getting the young master to look at them a few more times...
This young girl looks so quiet, how come she has such courage
Jian Qing couldn't help but look at her twice more.
"Provoke me?" Tang Jue tried her best to hold back the anger that was provoked by her calling someone 'husband'. The big hand that was branding her waist suddenly slid down, "Baby, can you bear the consequences of provoking me?"
Qiqi's breathing suddenly became disordered, her fingers tugging at his suit sleeves, her white and tender knuckles were stretched to a pale color.
At that moment, even my breathing became tense.
The only experience between men and women in this regard was the nightmare I had on Tang Jue’s bed some time ago.
How could Qiqi be a match for Tang Jue
"Tang Jue, you can't!" She scolded lightly, and a look of disapproval passed over Tang Jue's face. She looked at the others with some embarrassment and embarrassment. Those people, who didn't know whether they were used to it or well-trained, had already turned their backs and stood there like a model.
What kind of monsters are there in the Tang Sect
Qiqi was somewhat at a loss, and dared not look at Tang Jue in such an ambiguous posture. She didn't know whether it was because of embarrassment or annoyance, but there was a thin layer of blush on her face.
Tang Jue smiled charmingly, "Why not? Don't you want to pay off your debt to me?"
"I've already paid it off." She was a little anxious. "You take the check to the bank, and the bank will..."
"But, bank loans all have to be charged interest." Tang Jue leaned his face towards her, and all of a sudden, he brought the distance between them so close that their lips were almost touching. "Do I, Tang Jue, look like a philanthropist?"
The man's voice was clear, charming, and low. It was obviously very pleasant to hear, but Qiqi could sense the deadly danger.
She tried to regulate her breathing, not to be distracted by this dangerous man, and then she said, "How much interest do you want? I can pay you back right away."
"Well, I like you too. Give it back to me right away..." As soon as Tang Jue finished speaking, Qiqi let out a soft "ah" and was pushed down by Tang Jue onto the back seat of the car.
She was so shocked that she almost immediately sat up and hid back. However, if Tang Jue was a wild leopard, Qiqi in front of him was just a little white rabbit that he could only bully. As soon as she moved, Tang Jue grabbed her waist, easily hugged her back, and firmly pressed her under him.
After all this noise, both of them were breathing hard. The weather was a bit hot, and Qiqi's face was flushed, with layers of sweat on her forehead.
"… What on earth do you want to play?" She was extremely anxious.
"Can't you tell?" Tang Jue hid the disappointment in his heart, and flirtatiously put his lips to her earlobe, blowing air in her ear, "I want to play with you, baby..."
Her eyelashes trembled, "... Tang Jue, you are going too far."
The little face avoided his breath.
I don't like his tone of mind, which is like treating her as a toy. In this world, no one is born superior to anyone else.
Tang Jue did not let her go. Instead, he reached for her left wrist, grabbed it, and raised it above her head. Before she could react, he had already tied up her shirt sleeve. The deep scar on her wrist was still very obvious.
Qiqi wanted to hide, not wanting him to see. But he held her tightly, pressing on her head. He looked at her deeply for two seconds, a deep light flashed in his eyes, and then suddenly kissed the wound.
She shivered slightly.
The man's lips were very thin and soft. When they touched her wound, she felt it was burning like fire. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but it seemed that... his kiss contained some feelings that she couldn't understand...
Uncomfortable, I subconsciously retracted my hand, only to hear him speak clearly: "Qiqi, I don't like anyone to hurt my things, so... be good and don't do such stupid things again."
Qiqi bit her lip and said nothing.
How could he ask so confidently? Wasn't it because of him that she hurt herself
"Did you hear that?" Without waiting for a reply, Tang Jue seemed unhappy, with his brows furrowed.
Qiqi uttered a muffled "hmm" after a long while.
She thought Tang Jue would do something even more extreme to her like he did last time, but unexpectedly, when she was distressed, he suddenly pulled away from her and let her go.