Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Between her family and him, she had made her choice.
As for Chu Yihan, he was not so honored to be her choice.
âYour Highness, I donât want to explain anything to you, but I want to tell you something. Turn around and look at me.â
Su Yingxue mustered up her courage as her heart pounded wildly in her chest.
Chu Yihanâs hand on the table tightened slightly. Should he turn around?
What if it was a deeper rejection?
She came to tell him that she had chosen the Marquisâs Manor and her family, abandoned his love, and cut off all ties with him.
Or did she think that Qin Muyan and Xiao Yu were more suitable for her than him?
Chu Yihanâs mind was filled with these thoughts, making him extremely frustrated.
No turning around!
He wouldnât have to face her!
He could even be a little rough. âYou can leave. The red silk in the residence has been removed!â
This was something he ordered people to do after returning from the Marquisâs Manor.
Forget about the marriage. Whatâs the point of keeping these red things?
An eyesore!
âWhy do you want to tear it down? Donât tell me you wonât marry me. Chu Yihan, youâre a traitor!â
Su Yingxue gritted her teeth in anger. Did he just say that he wasnât going to marry her?
â When did I betray you? I want to marry you, but youâ¦â
Su Qingzhi did not agree, so she did not take another step forward.
âArenât I here? Chu Yihan, if you donât marry me! Iâll make sure that you wonât be able to marry anyone else for the rest of your life!â
What mature, steady, calm, and composed? Screw all of them!
She wanted Chu Yihan.
Su Yingxue jumped onto Chu Yihanâs body and wrapped her legs around his waist. Her entire body was hanging on his body like a pendant, and her arms were tightly wrapped around his neck.
This change came a little too quickly. Chu Yihan rubbed his sore forehead.
His nose was filled with the unique fragrance of the girlâs body. There was also a faint herbal fragrance. The wine pot emitted a strong smell of alcohol, which instantly made him feel a little disgusted.
He threw away the wine pot in his hand and said in a low and hoarse voice, âSu Yingxue, come down.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âIâm not going down!â
âCome down.â
âIâm not going, Iâm not going, Iâm not going!â
âIf you donât come down, donât blame me for making a move on you!â
âIf you have the ability, throw me out, or I wonât come down!â Su Yingxue bit her lip and held Chu Yihan tightly. She did not believe that Chu Yihan would dare to throw her out!
Chu Yihan let her hug him.
The pain that Su Yingxue imagined did not come. Instead, her shoulders sank.
Chu Yihan rested his head on her neck. The smell of alcohol mixed with his cold fragrance enveloped Su Yingxue.
His deep and hoarse voice exuded the elegance of a mature man, making one intoxicated. âSu Yingxue, if you donât go down, I wonât let you go.â
Su Yingxue would usually be shocked when she heard this.
But at this moment, she liked his possessiveness.
She even playfully blew into his ear. âIf I donât go down, what will happen to me?â
Chu Yihanâs body was ignited by her as if a fire had been lit within him, and it spread from his heart.
He could no longer restrain himself and pulled Su Yingxue down. Then, he pushed her a few steps away. âSu Yingxue, stay away from me. If you canât be my Princess, then⦠Letâs go!â
âIâm not leaving!â
Su Yingxueâs eyes reddened as well. She clung onto Chu Yihanâs shoulders, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed his lips forcefully.
This time, she was the one leading the way. The kiss went deep⦠Until she deliberately indulged him, allowing Chu Yihan to take over everything she said.
This was a war without smoke. For the first time, Chu Yihan felt that victory was not in his grasp.