CEO, Don't Rush/C22 This Is so Painful
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C22 This Is so Painful

"Of course not." Xia Yihan smiled again. Her relaxed appearance made even the flirtatious Yibing feel somewhat ashamed and inferior in front of her.

"Then you …" Halfway through Yibing's words, she suddenly saw Xia Yihan's expression change. The sudden turn of events made her feel somewhat strange.

Then, she saw Xia Yihan's hand suddenly move in front of her from behind. She held a shiny dagger in her hand, shining white in the sunlight.

Her eyes became fierce as she stared straight into Yibing's eyes, and said with a heavy tone, "He doesn't like me, but I like him! I love him! I am willing to do anything for him! "

She slashed at her wrist without hesitation.

Xia Yihan's transformation happened too fast. Yibing was scared silly, she subconsciously retreated two or three steps before crying out with a trembling voice, "What are you doing?"

Blood had dripped down along her wrist. Ignoring the pain, she stared at Yibing and said fiercely, "I will never let any woman near Prince. If you don't leave now, I'll …"

Seeing Xia Yihan approach her, Yibing felt that she would definitely stab her with the same madness.

As she was walking towards her, Yibing was so scared that her face turned ashen.

She said in a stutter, "I'm going! I'm going! I'm going! "I'll never come here again!" As she said this, she ran towards her sportscar as if trying to escape for her life with her weak legs.

Yibing was flustered. She ran back to the car and felt safe.

She was a bit unwilling to give up on Prince, so after buckling up her seat belt, she looked at the door a few more times through the window.

Xia Yihan shook her knife twice and chased after her car. Seeing that she was about to pull up to her car door, Yibing was so frightened that she quickly told the driver to hurry up.

As she watched the car drive away, she couldn't help but think that Yibing had once been Ye Zimo's woman, right?

Could it be that he really didn't have any feelings for her when he was together with her? From this, it could be seen that being a woman was not a good thing at all. Yibing had been chased away by her, and it was also her fortune to be able to forget that heartless and heartless man.

Xia Yihan didn't tell her that she actually liked her role as the queen very much.

Only when she could no longer see the car did Xia Yihan turn around. The wound on her wrist that was at least two centimeters long was still dripping blood. The pain was unbearable.

She bit her lips and endured the pain as she softly said to Zhang Feng, "Please open the door. You saw that Yibing has already left."

Zhang Feng was frightened by the scene from earlier. If the butler hadn't instructed him not to interfere no matter what happened between the women outside, he would have already gone up to stop Xia Yihan.

At this moment, he felt a sense of respect towards this woman. It was truly vicious, even if he was a man, he wouldn't be able to do such a heavy thing to her.

The pain in his wrist increased under the direct rays of the sun. Xiaojun, it's so painful. The knife you took for me that time was much heavier than this, and you still said it didn't hurt.

Her nose was sore, and the tears rolled in her eyes for a moment before she swallowed them back.

When he returned to the hall, Ye Zimo sat on the sofa and looked down at the newspaper in his hands as if nothing had happened.

Xia Yihan walked all the way to him, blood dripping all the way.

"Mr. Ye, she's gone." Only then did Ye Zimo put down the newspaper. He then glanced at her face, her upper body and fixed his gaze on her wrist.

The shocking wound made Ye Zimo's heart clench. However, his expression was still as cold as usual. He pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

Just what was the reason for her being so ruthless?

Hai Zhixuan?

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