I will definitely do that~
A man like him is definitely not only interested in me. So, will he also coax other women to kiss him
Thinking of this, Qiqi was shocked by her own thoughts again. Why did she have to think so much? Even if he really had countless women, what did that have to do with her? Why did she let her think about it so much
Tang Jue held her in his arms and asked casually, "I have had many women. Do you care?"
She was stunned.
Almost without thinking too much, he shook his head and said, "I don't care."
After a pause, as if to strengthen his persuasiveness, he added: "I don't care at all."
Because of her answer, Tang Jue's face turned colder, and he tightened his grip around her.
Not caring means truly not caring at all.
He raised his hand to hold her chin and turned her face over. Qiqi could see the icicles on his face, "Qiqi, I'm different from you - if you dare to have other men, I will be very concerned - so, you are only allowed to show this seductive look in front of me, Tang Jue. As for your Mo Xun... you'd better cut off the relationship before I can tolerate it. Otherwise, I don't care whether he likes men or women. If he gets too close to you, it's unforgivable."
The last four words are shocking.
Qiqi was stunned, "You... know everything?"
Tang Jue sneered, "Otherwise, why do you think he is still alive today?" If he was a normal straight man, Mo Xun would have died on the first day he married her.
Qiqi suddenly felt that she was a transparent person in front of Tang Jue.
She once thought that she would never be dominated by him, let alone divorce Mo Xun, but at this moment... her former determination was shattered in an instant.
She seemed to have become a plaything in the hands of this man.
Before she could escape, she was tied up.
But…
"Tang Jue, why me?"
Tang Jue's eyes darkened. He didn't answer, but his fingers gently brushed across her beautiful eyes. "I'm just taking back what you promised to give me."
Qiqi was even more confused, "What did I promise to give you?"
"…your whole life."
—
later…
Tang Jue left.
Qiqi lay on the bed hugging the quilt, and didn't come to her senses for a long time.
She had always been wondering when she would commit her whole life to Tang Jue.
Tang Jue was her enemy, although she had never naively thought that she could defeat him one day. However, it was even more impossible for her to have a lifelong commitment with him. Anyone could do that, but he would not.
She thought that Tang Jue must have made a mistake or remembered it wrongly. But he looked so sure. It seemed that she was the one who made the mistake.
and…
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but when she asked him what he had promised to give him, he seemed a little disappointed because she had forgotten.
———
When Tang Song came back, he found someone sitting in the living room. He was startled and turned on the light. As expected, Tang Jue was sitting on the sofa.
At his fingertips, he holds a glass of red wine, his expression is hidden in the darkness, and his emotions are difficult to discern.
"Dim the lights, they're too glaring." Tang Jue frowned and spoke in a clear voice.
Tang Song had no choice but to dim the lights and move closer, "Brother, are you worried about something?"
"Go to bed early."
Obviously, Tang Jue didn't want to talk to him more.
Put down your glass and prepare to go upstairs.
Tang Song followed him and asked with a concerned brotherly attitude: "Didn't the housekeeper say that you brought Miss Qi back? Why are you still so unhappy? Didn't you get it done?"
Tang Jue paused and looked back at him, "Have you ever really liked someone?"
"…" Speaking of the word 'like', Tang Song was somewhat helpless, "Okay, I know, you are the same as that guy Ye Xiao, two great lovers! However, if you really like someone, you will torture yourself to death like Ye Xiao and lose half your life. I would rather not like anyone in my life."
“When you really like someone, you will know that you would not hesitate to give her your whole life, let alone half of it.”
Tang Song narrowed his eyes, "So... you really like Miss Qi, and you're not just kidnapping her for fun?"
Tang Jue did not reply to him, but walked upstairs in a heavy step. Whether it was true or not, only she knew it best. He was not a person who would talk about love and affection. Some feelings, however, had been deeply planted in his heart for 8 years. In these eight years, she was very obedient. She went to class and left class obediently. There was no extra entertainment in her life. Except for the occasional senior students, there were no idle people who should make him wary.
In the last few months, he had simply gone to the Sayan Desert and cut off all means of contact, but he had not expected that she would be out of his control.
When he came back from the desert and found out that she dared to marry another man, he almost wanted to blow her head off immediately - if Jian Qing had not already investigated Mo Xun's information thoroughly and presented it to him.
He endured and restrained himself, and just tied her back. But at that moment, he knew clearly that from then on, he would never let her go!
When he returned to his room, he paused when passing by her room, put his hand on the door handle, but ultimately did not push the door open.
only…
His Qiqi had finally forgotten their past completely...
Or maybe, in fact, she never took it to heart. He once imagined whether she could still recognize him when they met again, but she didn't.
However, these are no longer important. He can give up the past, what he wants is her future.
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The next day.
Qiqi didn't sleep well last night. She woke up early in the morning as soon as the sky was bright.
She took off her shirt, folded it, put on the light blue skirt that Tang Jue bought her last night, and went downstairs with her bag on her back, wanting to retreat quickly before Tang Jue woke up.
Before I went downstairs, I heard voices coming from downstairs.
"Take all these to Miss Qi's room. Arrange them carefully!"
"yes."
As Qiqi walked downstairs, she saw rows of clothes being carried up by servants. Then, there were all kinds of cameras—the lenses were what she had loved for a long time but couldn't afford; the better ones cost hundreds of thousands, which was her goal. Then there were some professional and non-professional books that she usually read more.
The more Qiqi looked, the more confused she became.
She went downstairs.
"Miss Qi, are you awake?" The butler smiled and bowed to her.
"Good morning. What are those things you just moved upstairs...?" she asked the housekeeper, pointing to the stairs.
"Those are the things that the young master recently ordered for Miss Qi. They all arrived today."
"He ordered it for me? He wants it all delivered here?"
"You will live here from now on, so I will naturally send you here." A lazy voice came from upstairs.