Chapter 165 I Will Never Ask You Again

aying" Shen Xiujin's heart, burned even hotter.Squinting eyes... Could it be, that she and Xiao Heng truly had an intimate relationship"Has he seen your naked body"When this sentence was asked, Jian T..."Shen Xiujin, I will hate you."

The man's fingertips trembled, but he still reached out and gently wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead. His deep eyes seemed to hold an inexplicable complexity. Jian Tong couldn't understand them, but when their gazes met, in that instant, the numb heart in her chest—a heart that had long since lost feeling—sent a familiar, bittersweet pang... Gritting her teeth, she felt both bewildered and regretful. She should have remained numb. Why did she feel like she had back then, her heart tearing at his single glance

On her forehead, his fingers lightly brushed away the sweat... *snap!*

"Don't touch me!" Jian Tong glared coldly at the man in front of her: "Mr. Shen, I will hate you. For my entire life, I will hate you. Even if one day, I forget who I am, what my name is, the only thing I won't forget is that I hate you."

Her molars ground out each word: “Jian Tong, hate Shen Xiu Jin!”

Jian Tong, hate, Shen Xiu Jin!

The man's eyes contracted violently, he desperately wanted to cover his left chest with his hand, to cover the pain that tore at him like a ripping wound!

Let go, let her hate him... His choice has never changed - never let go. Hate it!

But when she uttered those six simple words, "Jian Tong, hate Shen Xiu Jin"!

"You said before, you loved me. Even if one day you forget who you are, you'll never forget that you love Shen Xiujin...Little one, you said it!"

You clearly said it before, how can you go back on your word!

How can things change just like that!

"I don't remember."

Shen Xiuqin's silent sorrow... He gazed at her.

He was so earnest, so anxious, only to be met with a "I don't remember"

I've never felt this kind of pain before.

Even when she desperately wanted to escape from him, that pain was nothing compared to this.

My chest felt like a bomb was planted inside, and she, she was the fuse, igniting... BOOM! It exploded.

He reached out, Shen Xiujin's long fingers slowly climbed up her chin, her lips, her nose, until they reached her eyes, and suddenly, covered them!

"I don't care." The voice was low, utterly cold. "Jian Tong, what qualification do you have to hate me What confidence do you have that I, Shen Xiujin, would care about your thoughts, Jian Tong"

Cold words, mercilessly spat out, each word a piercing blow to the heart.

But he... had no choice!

"Jian Tong, I'm only interested in your body. Whatever you're thinking, keep it to yourself."

Jian Tong listened to Shen Xiuqin's cold and ruthless words, her heart still aching unbearably. Her eyes were covered by his big hand, unable to see the man in front of her, the pain in those dark eyes almost overflowing.

At this moment, the complex emotions in his eyes were intertwined: regret, frustration, pleading... but more than anything else, it was a deep-seated hatred, a hatred for himself!

Suddenly, with a roll, he got out of bed and bent down to pick up the woman on the bed, hoisting her horizontally in his arms.

"Ah!"

Her body suddenly lifted into the air, she screamed, “Shen Xiujin! What are you trying to do again!”

"Shen Xiujin! Let me down!"

"Shen Xiujin! I don't want to go crazy with you!"

The man didn't say a word, holding her horizontally and strode toward the bathroom. He threw her into the bathtub without much gentleness, but he also didn't really hurt her.

"It's late." He tossed her into the bathtub, a thin smile playing on his cold lips as he stared at her silently. "In this hunt, I am the hunter, and you are the prey. My word is final."

Jane hated Shen Xiujin. In her lifetime, even if she forgot who she was, she would never forget that she hated him... Since everything was irreversible, since she wanted to hate him for a lifetime... then hate it!

Hate, hate, hate!

To hate for all eternity would be the best thing, wouldn't it That would be Shen Xiuqin's greatest happiness for the rest of his life... Because, if there was only this way to entangle with her for a lifetime, then, he accepts her hatred, and takes it gladly!

Hearing this, Jian Tong's face turned pale... Yes, who gave her the courage and confidence In front of him, she was nothing at all!

Shen Xiujin crouched down and extended his palm towards Jian Tong. The woman tried to dodge, but he caught her, abruptly lifting her head. His black eyes were deep and penetrating, staring straight into hers: "For over twenty years, I've always gotten what I wanted to do."

With a crisp cracking sound, Jian Tong let out a low gasp: "Hiss～" She raised her eyes and stared at him with unwavering defiance... This madman! She lowered her head to look at her calf again, where a five-fingered mark was already visible on her skin.

"Didn't I tell you so Be good and suffer less."

"I hate you!"

She has mentioned this phrase many times today.

"Do as you please." He uttered three words coldly, and Shen Xiuqin skillfully poured hot water to give her a thorough wash all over.

"I can do it myself."

Jian Tong reached out to snatch the towel from Shen Xiu Jin's hand.

But he dodged her hand with a nimble flash, not saying a word. He washed her clean at the fastest speed possible. When he stood up, he took a towel from the shelf beside him with one hand, wrapped her whole body in it, and then, carrying both her and the towel, carried her to the bed and threw her down.

She quickly hopped onto the bed herself, then lifted her foot to get off and hurried out of the bedroom in big strides.

Dawn was just ahead, suddenly rising, lifted sideways, Jian Tong's little face went pale, her eyes resolute, she opened her mouth and bit fiercely onto his shoulder!

That piece of flesh, bitten and bleeding, contracted for a moment but did not flinch.

"Shen Xiuqin! You're crazy!"

She shrieked, but her rough voice made the shriek sound even more grating.

Bang!

The world spun, and she found herself thrown onto the bed. As she opened her eyes, a familiar face loomed before her. The person stood beside her bed, looking down at her with a cool gaze. "Sleep," he said in a low voice, barely two words escaping his thin lips.

The stubbornness in Jian Tong's eyes remained undimmed. She propped herself up on the bed, climbed back up quickly, reached out with her hand, rolled and crawled back down to the bed again. The man beside the bed didn't stop her immediately.

Her legs ached terribly, but she still crawled and scrambled toward the door.

Just like before, dawn stood before him, she was hoisted onto his shoulders. This time, she didn't just open her mouth to bite, she also kicked him in the stomach with her foot once, and on the second kick, one of her legs was seized by a large hand.

Bang!

Once again thrown onto the bed, Shen Xiujin still stood by the bedside, his head bowed, staring at the woman on the bed.

"Time for bed!"

She refused to give up, she climbed and ran again, but it ended the same way as before. She was caught again and thrown back onto the bed.

"Still running" the man's voice was a low rumble.

She gritted her teeth, unwillingly lowering her eyelids to conceal the stubbornness in her eyes, and said softly, “What do you want” She clenched her fists. “I won’t beg you anymore!”

Does he want her apologies

Go to sleep!

No more putting up with things the way I used to!

I will never ask him again!

"Stubborn," he uttered those two words, his thin lips barely moving. But those two words were enough for Jian Tong to understand—he wanted to torment her, to see her humiliated, to watch her beg for mercy… After despair, who still cared

The man looked at the woman in bed, a silent sigh escaping his lips. She asked him what he wanted, saying she would never beg him again... What he desired had never been her humility, her pleas for mercy!

He wants...that woman who loved him for over twenty years, the same way she always did. He wants that woman back!

He shoved her under the blankets and immediately crawled in after her, reaching out to hold her tightly. Underneath the covers, the man wrapped his legs around her thrashing limbs. "Either you go to sleep or we do this again. You'll get tired eventually and fall asleep then. What do you say"

How's it going

He asked her how she was.

Hm...

"Mr. Shen, please remember, you are sharing a bed with a murderer!"

The man's eyes, which had been closed, suddenly snapped open. His jet-black eyes fixed on the person beside him in bed. A strange smile curved his handsome lips, and then, without a word, he closed his eyes again.

After a short while, a heavy breathing sound could be heard.

Jian Tong took the opportunity to try and climb out of his arms.

Her waist was gripped by iron arms like pliers, holding her fast and immobile.

It was late at night, and it became even more quiet. Since there was no way to move, she simply watched him. Jian Tong's expression was incredibly complex.

At the corner of her eye, she glanced at the bedside table... Even at this moment, she still had the mood for jokes. She thought, that letter must have been with him longer than she had been.

It's truly ironic.

In the end, is it shallow fate and deep affection, or deep fate and shallow affection

Whether it is the former or the latter, one thing can be certain: this緣, is a karmic entanglement!

Right! A fateful encounter!

A fateful encounter... it should end as soon as possible!

Thinking this way, she slowly extended a hand that was still free, slowly, slowly, leaning against the slender neck of the man beside her, slowly, slowly, clutching his neck... Wasn't it, as long as she squeezed hard enough, she could sever their relationship

Then she would be free, able to go to the edge of Erhai Lake and repay the debts of lives owed throughout her existence. Her eyes grew more and more lost, more and more distant.

Her five fingers gradually clenched, slowly compressing the air in his body... Suddenly! His body shuddered, his eyes gradually clearing. Looking at everything before him, looking at her hand resting on his neck... She... what did she do!

What on earth is she doing!

His eyes were full of terror, his eyes instantly welling up with moisture!

She was so scared that she suddenly let go. The hand that had just been about to kill him grabbed her tightly, covering her mouth and desperately trying to stifle the sobs in her throat!

As the night deepened and all was still, a faint whimpering sound could still be heard, coming in short, intermittent bursts.

She nervously tilted her head and buried it in the pillow...not looking, not listening, not wanting to...Her palm was still trembling violently.

But she didn't realize, her body was turning cold from head to toe in his embrace, trembling.

The man opened his eyes, his gaze falling on the woman beside him, her head as black as night. There was sorrow in his eyes, but also a tenderness... Fool. ...He closed his eyes again, not disturbing the woman who now trembled like a startled bird.

The hands under the bedding tightened even more, and the feet too, entwining around the woman's legs with increasing fervor.inally turned to look at himselfIt took three years, forcing myself to learn that person's coldness and ruthlessness, forcing myself to see the facts clearly. Thinking back, I remember it all... how c...