C579 You Have No Right to Mention His Name
C579 You Have No Right to Mention His Name
However, she wasn't feeling as uncomfortable as she was now. She grabbed her hair and knocked her head against the railing for a dozen times before soaking it in cold water for a few minutes. After sweating profusely, the unspeakable feeling of discomfort slowly disappeared.
Tonight, that method was useless.
The drug addiction was several times more difficult to resist than last night, to the point that her mind was a little muddled. How could she have thought of using cold water to soak her head?
What she didn't know was that in the other half of the cigarette, Helan Xiaoxin had once again boldly increased the drug ratio, making her drug abuse and addiction more and more frequent.
She didn't know, but Helan Xiaoxin did.
This was exactly the effect she wanted.
She didn't even need to open the door to know what Yue Zitong looked like.
The sound of knocking on the door was getting louder and louder, and there was the sound of fingers scratching against the door. He was only wearing a black muslin robe, holding a cigarette in his right hand as he leaned against the door, looking at the bed.
Under the pink night-light and the wide Simmons bed cushion, there was a full set of bedroom furniture. It could be said that everything was imported from abroad.
Take the simulated electric rubber product for example. Buying it was enough for a bricklayer to work on the construction site for half a year. Sister Xin herself did not know if the high-end goods were more authentic than the real one.
This was because she'd just bought it.
Tonight she would try.
At the beginning, when Yue Zitong knocked on the door, she was very "righteous", as if not opening the door for her was the most heinous act that could not be forgiven.
Now it was slowly turning into a negotiating tone. It was Sister Xin. Can't we open the door? We're all good sisters, how long is it before we open the door?
Helan Xiaoxin gently blew out a smoke ring and smiled.
What good sister?
Whose good sister would she be playing with?
Do you know what a cat is when it plays with a mouse?
Helan Xiaoxin was like a cute little kitten, playing with Yue Zitong, the little mouse.
If he didn't make a fool of her, Helan Xiaoxin would write down her name!
After a few minutes, Yue Zitong's tone changed again. It was very hard, it was just that if you didn't open the door, I would have killed you after breaking in.
Helan Xiaoxin let out a sneer even more disdainfully. She knew that Yue Zitong's final bit of rationality was about to be worn down.
After flicking away the cigarette in her hand, she walked to the window, raised her head and looked at the crescent moon in the night sky, listening for any movement outside the door.
Dong dong dong … The sounds of footsteps were all over the place, followed by the sound of something slamming on the door.
Yue Zitong had the spare key to the room, but she had forgotten about it long ago. She found a large wrench from the tool room under the stairs.
No matter how strong the lock was, it could not withstand the powerful smashing of the wrench. Not long after, Yue Zitong knocked open the door and threw herself in with the wrench in her hand.
The current Yue Zitong no longer had even the slightest bit of arrogance in her demeanor as a CEO.
Her hair was disheveled and her clothes were untidy. The black silk had long been torn. She bit her lips hard, and her eyes shone with a crazy light. She pounced on Helan Xiaoxin like a wounded female leopard and shouted, "Give … give me!"
Just as she was about a meter and a half away from Helan Xiaoxin, the calm and composed woman finally said lightly, "Stop."
Helan Xiaoxin's voice wasn't loud, nor was it domineering. However, Yue Zitong seemed to have been controlled by her voice. She immediately stopped, and her entire body began to tremble, her breathing became ragged, and her gaze started to scatter.
"Put it down."
Helan Xiaoxin said again.
The big wrench Yue Zitong was holding fell onto the wooden floor with a crisp clank.
Slightly tilting her head, Helan Xiaoxin looked at her. "Tongtong, what are you doing?"
"I … I … Sister Xin, please, I beg you, give it to me, give it to me!"
The corner of Yue Zitong's mouth twitched a few times. Suddenly, her knees went weak and she kneeled down in front of her. Her hands embraced her legs as she begged with a trembling voice.
"Give you what?"
Helan Xiaoxin, on the other hand, had a confused expression on her face as she blinked and looked down at her.
"Smoke, smoke, smoke!"
Yue Zitong's lips were also trembling violently as she said in a trembling voice, "I want, I want cigarettes."
"Oh, so you want cigarettes."
Only then did Helan Xiaoxin seem to understand what was going on. She nodded her head a few times and said slowly, "I can give you some cigarettes." However, you should know that Sister Xin's things were not taken for free. "
"What, what do you want me to do?"
Yue Zitong swallowed hard and her voice became even hoarser. "Whatever you want me to do, I will do."
"Really?"
"Yes."
Yue Zitong nodded vigorously.
Helan Xiaoxin smiled charmingly, "Alright. Take off your clothes. Remember, take off your clothes. "
The muddle-headed Yue Zitong was stunned for a moment.
"If you don't want to, then forget it."
Helan Xiaoxin turned around and looked out of the window again, saying indifferently, "I have never liked forcing others to do things for me. Especially in matters like this, where the highest realm is a mutual love. "
Yue Zitong lowered her head and clenched her fists tightly. Her fingernails had already pierced into the palm of her hand.
The pain had somewhat brought her to her senses. With a trembling voice, she asked, "He Lan, Helan Xiaoxin, are you sure you want to do this?"
Helan Xiaoxin replied without turning her head, "What I said was not clear enough."
"Hur hur."
Yue Zitong laughed miserably as she raised her head to look at her slim figure, "Then, have you ever thought about Fu Su knowing about our situation? "He, what will he think?"
Before she could finish her sentence, Helan Xiaoxin abruptly turned around and stomped on her chest with all her strength, screaming, "Shut up! You, you bitch! You have no right to mention Fu Su's name! Ha, those who don't know how noble and pure you are. However, I know that before you fell in love with Lee Nanfang, you already had an shameless online relationship with the Northerner. "
"Northern Northerner?"
Yue Zitong, who was kicked hard, did not know the pain. She sat up on the ground and stared at Helan Xiaoxin: "So, so, you were the Northerner."
Yue Zitong got to know the Northerner through WeChat. After Lee Nanfang left her side, her colorful life suddenly became empty. They got to know each other when they needed to find someone to pour out their difficulties.
That was the first time in Yue Zitong's life that she had a crush on another person, and it was also the first time she had ever done such a thing.
Later on, the harsh reality made Yue Zitong so embarrassed that she wanted to die and she would never use WeChat again. However, she would never forget someone like the Northerner.
No matter what, Northerner was Yue Zitong's first love online, right?
How could his first love be forgotten so easily?
Therefore, when Helan Xiaoxin mentioned the Northerner, Yue Zitong immediately understood. "So, it turns out that you were the one who pulled me into the water online — you slut."
"Yes, I am a bitch. What about you? "What are you?"
Helan Xiaoxin sneered. "Are you considered a b * tch for giving out big scale photos of strangers?"
Yue Zitong had nothing to say, so she just dug her fingers into the ground, making an ear-piercing sound.
"You no longer have any right to mention Fu Su's name."
Helan Xiaoxin lifted her leg and stepped on her straight body as she coldly said, "To tell you the truth, the reason why I, the Northerner, seduced you at that time was to ruin your reputation and disappoint Fu Su. I will not allow Fu Su to marry a woman that is useless to Helan Family, the Young Mistress of Helan Family. "
"Fu Su, is destined to become the new generation Patriarch of Helan Family. His wife must be someone from a wealthy family like Lin Yiting, and not a Shu girl like you, who was kicked out of the Wealthy Class. "
Helan Xiaoxin spoke the truth, "Therefore, ever since the day you were rejected by the Yue Clan, I have already plotted against you and even erased you from this world."
Yue Zitong remained silent.
She really had nothing to say.
The most painful thing that a person suffers from is not what the enemy bestows, but the person you trust the most, stabbing you in the back.
"Do you have anything else to ask?"
"No, no."
"Then go."
Helan Xiaoxin raised her foot and gave Yue Zitong a light kick. "Pitiful bastard," she said mockingly.
Yue Zitong got up with difficulty and staggered towards the door with a bent back.
The cruel truth made her temporarily ignore her addiction.
However, just as she was about to leave the room, she heard a crackling sound behind her as she lit a cigarette.
The sound was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, like the key to Pandora's box, like a volcano that had saved up for thousands of years before finally bursting out of the ground.
"Here — I beg you!"
Yue Zitong abruptly turned around and kneeled heavily on the ground.
"Crawl over."
Helan Xiaoxin's voice was cold and noble like a queen, but her face was as charming as a fairy.
"Next up, I don't want you to make any resistance. I don't want you to have even the slightest bit of reluctance."
"If there's even a little bit of it, you won't be able to taste Number One for the rest of your life."
"The only thing you can do is cooperate."
"Cooperate, understand?"
Looking at Yue Zitong's smooth back, the witch opened her arms and shook slightly. The black gauze fluttered sleepily, and like a dark cloud, it slowly floated down to the ground. Under the pink night-light, her perfect body looked even more attractive.
Weeping sounds echoed in the room.
"Darling, don't cry, big sis will love you. It's very gentle, very gentle, just like a dream, more like flying in the sky. "
The witch stuck out her bright red tongue and lightly licked her back.
"Here, give it to me."
When her tears fell onto the bed, a white cigarette appeared from under her ribs.
She tried to reach for it, but the cigarette was like an elf's, and she couldn't catch it.
"Darling, don't worry. It's a long night."
The witch laughed wickedly.
The wind was blowing.
The wind blew through the leaves, making a rustling sound, as if an invisible giant was walking slowly above the treetops.
Zhan Hsingshen raised his head to look. A maple leaf that could not even withstand the autumn's effort floated down from the treetops.
Slowly, she reached out her hand to catch the leaf.
However, the leaf that was about to land on her palm suddenly swirled and flew to the side.
"You don't want to be with me either?"
Looking at the leaves on the ground, Zhan Hsingshen was silent for a while before he took out his phone.