y.I've endured hardships since childhood, so I was able to weather the storms that came later. It's all thanks to the struggles I faced during my youth.But you're different. You were pampered and rai...The car sped down the road. Shen Er transformed into a driver, and in the dull space, the woman in the back seat, with her petite body, trembled slightly.

An iron arm, tightly clasped her, leaving her immobile.

It's not an embrace, but more like confinement. The man who confines a woman, with a handsome face, turns pale as iron.

Shen Er's forehead was beaded with cold sweat, dripping down his face, but he dared not wipe it away.

At this very moment, he wasn't carrying a couple, but a storm.

A heavy air hung around the man.

Shen Er couldn't help but feel a little envious of other people.

At the very least, do not remain in a place with this lion who is silently enduring madness.

The car, at a traffic light intersection, made a turn signal and swerved into the left-turning lane. Suddenly, a chilling voice came from the back seat, seeming to envelope everything:

"Did I tell you about the Shen residence"

Shen Er suddenly jolted, "Boss, what's that"

"Go home." The man uttered two words indifferently.

Fortunately, Shen Er was quick-witted and didn't ask any further questions. Feeling lucky, he turned the car and reversed its direction. This sudden change in course completely altered the car's destination.

The woman remained silent throughout the journey. She had nothing else to say besides silence.

I have no idea what he was going to do to her again.

The car was heading towards the apartment building where they used to live.

The woman was tightly confined all the way by an iron arm. In the underground parking lot, as the car door opened, she was almost ushered out of the car by that iron-like arm.

Although Shen Er was still present, she remained silent throughout, enduring everything in stoicism. Her silence stemmed from a desperate desire to preserve what little pride she had left, refusing to admit defeat.

Jian Tong dared not dwell on it, dared not think, what exactly did this person intend to do.

They rode the elevator straight to the floor where they used to live.

"I didn't bring my keys."

She instinctively resisted. The door before her, though familiar, felt utterly alien to enter.

The man ignored him and took out a key.

She suddenly widened her eyes, "Crack!" The door creaked open. Finally, she couldn't help but tremble slightly. This time, it wasn't from fear, but anger.

"How do you have the key!"

She lowered her voice and growled the question.

"My house, why can't I have a key" Her voice was light, laced with sarcasm. Her eyes narrowed, a hint of mockery playing at the corners, making the woman tremble even more.

Yes!

Yes!

How could he have no key

It was her fault!

She wouldn't believe that someone would so easily let her move in.

Everything, everything is just a game after another.

"What Want me to invite you in" The man said coldly, watching with cold eyes the resistance deep in the woman's eyes. But the other hand hidden in his pocket was clenched tightly.

She just wouldn't give in!

She resisted so much!

This is their home, is she so unwilling

His chest ached more and more, but his face remained as cold as ever, showing no emotion whatsoever.

With a light sneer, he gripped the woman beside him by the shoulder and forcefully pulled her into the door.

Yet at the moment she stepped through the door, she habitually crouched down to get slippers from the shoe rack in the hallway. She crouched down, but her hand froze mid-air.

Pitch-black eyes, staring at the empty space in the shoe cabinet...Heh....

The man closed his eyes, stood up, and without a word, lifted the woman in his arms.

"Did you just have a seizure!"

She asked angrily.

On his shoulder, there was a violent struggle, yet he still couldn't escape his grip.

The man strode into the bedroom with long legs, gently placing her on the bed. He crossed his arms and stood before her, coldly staring down at her from the foot of the bed.

"If I beg you, let me go..."

Her words were not yet finished.

"Change your terms." The man interrupted, his tone leaving no room for argument. He lowered his gaze, his cold eyes holding a hint of pain that was imperceptible to others... Let her go

Little Child, let me go. Who will let me go

This lifetime, it's just clinging to hatred and resentment. He is the one he can't let go of, right in front of him... No matter what!

"I'm really already…"exhausted…

"Perhaps you could explain first, why are you in the hospital And why did you sign a bone marrow donation form"

She twitched her eyelid: "Why don't you explain, why are you spying on me"

"Watching you" The man crossed his arms, a cold smirk playing on his lips... She thought he was watching her, but she knew what!

If it weren't for him... Suddenly, he clenched his fist.

His eyes burned with uncontainable fury.

"Jian Mo Bai's situation is very bad." She had nothing more to say, she understood him too well, this person's temperament.

"So you're going to sacrifice yourself" he still sneered.

"I only donated bone marrow, I didn't go to die."

"Others will be fine, but you... Jian Tong! You dare guarantee that You dare guarantee there won't be even a single mistake"

"Do you know, if something happened to you, I would…" He glared at her, then stopped abruptly!

He just clenched his fist, making it crackle and pop.

Her chest rose and fell violently, she didn't care about anything, absolutely nothing! …including him!

His dark eyes, filled with pain, slammed shut suddenly, refusing to let her see the slightest hint of it.

It's not anger, it's despair.

She didn't care about him anymore.

Now I truly don't care anymore.

Even knowing her own physical condition, even knowing the dangers that could befall her, she chose to conceal them from him.

"He is my brother."

Shen Xiujin let out a cold snort, her brother

Is that kind of person worthy of being her brother

That kind of person, why would she risk it for them!

With every breath he took, his breath became more and more ragged.

"Jian Tong, say you love me." He commanded in a domineering tone. To himself, he said, as long as she said it, he'd believe her. As long as she said it, he would forget what happened today.

Just as she says!

That damn woman, she's a clam, keeping her mouth shut tight.

Time passed by little by little, he waited, and he told himself that he could wait.

As long as it was her, he'd spend the rest of his life waiting for her, just waiting for her to say those three words.

"Say you love me, say it. You love me." He became more demanding.

But she grew even more silent.

That look...

His chest burned with pain, a deep ache in his eyes as if he had lost something precious.

Is more important than his life.

"Is that so difficult" he asked with a sneer, his harsh tone and mocking words hiding a plea.

But a woman doesn't understand. Those three words, once so unrestrained, so carefree, so domineeringly spoken to him, said a thousand times, ten thousand times could be said. But now, how can she possibly bring herself to speak them

Pain, growing deeper, despair, deepening as well.

The pain in his chest, and the profound despair, he looked at her, was an unfathomable depth that no one could understand... After the madness of despair, came the madness of despair.

No!

It's hard to believe that there could be anyone else in her heart.

Suddenly bending down, his arms held her tightly on either side, a deep kiss fell.

She only felt, like a hurricane, sweeping in.

Slap!

A slap echoed.

"Damn it!"

His head, struck askew, lay against her shoulder. They were close, their heads touching shoulder to shoulder.

A hint of a smirk played on the handsome face buried under the blankets. “Yes, I’m a bastard. So, little one… stop your pointless resistance… it’s futile.”he disbelieved. There were no surveillance cameras at the scene, those hooligans looked unfamiliar even to her. How could her parents have seen them"Little one, please don't call him Mr. Jian every ti...