When she heard the man’s tone, Cen Xi turned around and left.
“I hurt my hand.”
Cen Xi’s steps paused slightly.
Thinking that General Bo had said that he was going to the North and that she might not be able to see him for some time, the stubbornness in her heart eased slightly.
Cen Xi walked towards him.
When she was a few steps away, he came over, clasping her wrist and dragging her forward.
Cen Xi struggled and glared angrily at him. “Young Master Qiao, what are you doing?”
But Qiao Yanze said nothing and dragged her forward. Cen Xi pulled back her hand. He had grabbed her quite tightly and there were faint red finger marks on her slender and fair wrist.
Lowering her head, Cen Xi rubbed her wrist. Even though they were a few steps apart, she could clearly feel the anger coming off him.
What in the world was he so angry about? She had not done anything to annoy him!
After rubbing her wrist for a while, Cen Xi looked up at the man who had a cold expression on his face, with her eyebrows furrowed. “Young Master Qiao, what do you want to say to me?”
Qiao Yanze looked at Cen Xi’s beautiful and cold face under the moonlight and his Adam’s apple bobbed. His eyes darkened and he came up to Cen Xi without saying anything and pressed her against a big tree beside them.
The man’s cold and domineering body came close to her, making her unable to move.
Cen Xi looked at him with her eyebrows knitted together. The man had his eyes lowered, his long eyelashes falling on the area below his eyes with a devilish air and the handsome contours of his face became colder.
Reaching out his long fingers, he pressed the tip of his fingers onto her forehead, rubbing them hard.
Cen Xi felt that the skin on her forehead was almost broken by him.
“Young Master Qiao, are you crazy? What are you doing?” Did her forehead offend him?
He seemed to have not heard her and continued to rub again and again. Cen Xi then quickly understood that Deputy Lu had wiped her forehead with his handkerchief. What? Did he mind?
Cen Xi’s eyes flashed. Did that mean that he was jealous?
“Young Master Qiao, are you beginning to care about me…”
Before Cen Xi could finish, the man suddenly drew back his hand from her forehead and looked at her with an unreadable gaze.
“Yes, I care. Are you satisfied?” His lips were pursed tightly and he looked at her with a sharp gaze. “You’re out there attracting men and making men enchanted by you. Weren’t you trying to achieve such an effect?”
Cen Xi’s heart was still fluttering for one second, but then fell into the ice the next second.
What did he mean?
He thought that she was out there attracting men to make him care about her?
She came to the event tonight not knowing that he would be here at all! Besides, even if she was attracting men, what did it have to do with him?
Not wanting to say anything to him anymore, Cen Xi put her hands on his shoulders. “I must be crazy to be pulled here by you. Let go of me…”
Before Cen Xi could finish, the man’s hand around her waist tightened. Every inch of his body was taut and she was trapped in it like a prison. He was as tall and broad as a wall of iron.
The slender woman was trapped between his arms and there was a faint fragrance coming off her. He looked down at her, his eyes were like whirlpools, and there seemed to be a storm brewing in them with a murderous intent. “Cen Xi, you were the one who provoked me!”
“How did I provoke you? I have nothing to do with you anymore and even if I have a blind date, it’s not your business to care about mー”
The man’s lips suddenly pressed down.
She had her hands on his chest, pushing him away immediately.
But he did not move and only released her when she was almost out of breath.
She scolded him, “You lunatic…”
“Come back with me in the evening.” He rested his forehead on hers.
Cen Xi’s fan-like eyelashes fluttered. “No.”
The outlines of Qiao Yanze’s handsome face tightened and he raised Cen Xi’s face, his eyes stared fixedly at her like whirlpools. “I’ve already admitted that I care. What else do you want?”
Cen Xi looked at his deep eyes. “I don’t want anything. Young Master Qiao, I worked hard and lived fully not to attract your attention. It’s my own life and it has nothing to do with you.”
Qiao Yanze’s expression darkened. “What on earth do you want me to do? Say that I love you now, or to marry you tomorrow?” There was a coldness and tightness to his voice. He was obviously very unhappy with her repeated refusal.
Cen Xi knew that he was a privileged person and could have any woman he wanted. It was his biggest concession when he was willing to bow down to make up with her.
It was just that he could not give her what she wanted.
It was a waste of time for them to be together.
Seeing that Cen Xi was silent, Qiao Yanze cursed. “You found a new target so you don’t want to go back with me? Do you have a special sense of achievement? Are you feeling very good seeing me come and beg you to go back? How can you be so scheming at such a young age?”
Cen Xi’s eyelashes fluttered like the wings of an injured butterfly. Taking a deep breath, she raised her hands and wrapped it around the man’s neck, giving him a smile. “Yes, I am very scheming. Otherwise, how can I be Xiao Ying’s sister?”
A trace of resentment flashed past Qiao Yanze’s eyes when he heard her mention Xiao Ying. Raising his hand, he was about to pinch her chin when she suddenly stood on tiptoes and came close to his ear. “Young Master Qiao, I told you before that I won’t let you take advantage of me again.”
Qiao Yanze was stunned and when he reacted, the slender woman had already retreated three meters back.
In her slender hand, there was…