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Lou Yue suddenly felt like she was about to suffocate from the revulsion. That overwhelming way of kissing her made her want to swallow her whole.

He didn't even have the space to breathe. His body that was pressing down on her became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to rub her into his own body and make her part of him that would never be separated from him again!

"Xie Bai!" Lou Yue really wanted to escape from this nightmare that was even scarier than a prison. Not only was she slightly trembling, her entire body was struggling even more. However, her loathing and powerless struggle only further stung Xie Bai's eyes.

Xie Bai was like a madman, bending his head and leaving marks on her neck one after another. He didn't even know when, but he had already ripped half of her clothes.

The scene in front of his eyes and the touch of his hands caused the last bit of rationality in Xie Bai's mind to collapse. Xie Bai's cold and hurried hands roamed across every piece of smooth and soft skin, and he suddenly felt that this person was so fragrant and soft!

After being with her for so long, he didn't know that she tasted so good!

Destroy her, destroy her!

Soon, he would be able to take over her completely. He would destroy her, gallop over her, and make her truly and thoroughly belong to him!

Xie Bai's entire body was bathed in fire, so much so that he couldn't even hear the sound of keys rapidly turning in the lock. He didn't even see the sudden appearance of the long-legged high chair above his head, which was lifted up angrily by a 17-18 year old teenager, as if it was filled with great hatred and catharsis.

Xie Bai's body shook and he felt as if a huge hole had been torn open on his head. There was a blood like thick liquid flowing slowly from his forehead, and before he could even touch it, his eyes went blurry. He was still clutching Lou Yue's torn skirt, and completely lost consciousness and fell to the ground!

Lou Yue tightly hugged her shivering and cold body on the sofa. Before she could regain her senses, she saw Lou Xu staring at his hands in shock. His eyes were in a trance as he stared at Wu Tie who was bleeding profusely on the ground, "Sis …" I killed him! I... "Murder!"

Only a few minutes ago, she had such a strong hope that Xie Bai would die in front of her. But now, she desperately wished that he could still have a breath of life left in him.

At least don't ruin Lou Xu, don't ruin him.

After a while, she collapsed with all her strength beside the pool of blood.

"There's still some air left. Hurry up and call 120."

"..."

When they were waiting for the ambulance, Lou Yue forced herself to calm down from what happened just now. She pretended to be calm as she took out her phone from Xie Bai's pocket and called his manager. Luckily, that manager didn't have a good tone, so Lou Yue didn't have to worry that they would cause trouble for her.

Xie Bai had always regarded the public image he made in front of others as more important than his life. It was already embarrassing for a celebrity to be knocked out on a stool, not to mention the fact that he was tried for rape.

Lou Yue knew very well that if this matter got out of hand, no one would benefit from it.

But she did not understand him either. She had never understood him.

When they saw Xie Bai off to the ambulance, Lou Yue was standing downstairs, watching several medical personnel carry him onto a stretcher with a face full of blood. She didn't even help him; her expression was as indifferent as if she was looking at a complete stranger.

The wheel rolled up in a thick cloud of dust in front of her, making her feel dizzy from choking. She suddenly remembered that in the bathroom, Lou Xu had asked her: "Sis, do you still love him?"

Lou Yue was silent for a long time.

And love... Him?

All the love she had accumulated in her short twenty-odd years had been completely consumed by him. She loved him, hated him again, and now, there was nothing left of him.

How could she not love him?

She could no longer love anyone!

"..."

The sky was full of stars.

Si Heng, who was standing in front of the window in the CEO's office, was suddenly curious about why he suddenly had the mood to enjoy the night.

He hadn't looked at the night scenery for a long time. Ever since that woman had stubbornly and stubbornly left in front of him a month ago, he felt that all the stars were extremely similar to her eyes.

Why should he worry about not seeing her eyes if he wanted to? Why look at those cold stars that you can't catch?

Three cups of hot tea were still placed on his reception table. Gu Dong from the Gu Clan Enterprise had just left with his only daughter, Gu Qingyan. After listening for a bit, he realized it was all related to the farce at the wedding.

However, Gu Qinghai, who valued the company and his family's reputation, could not sit still. However, in just a month, he had brought Gu Qingyan here to find him, suggesting that, regardless of the price, they should find a way to calm this storm of public opinion as soon as possible.

Naturally, there was a way.

However, Si Heng didn't open his mouth at all and just said a few words in response before sending her off. When Gu Qingyan quietly and respectfully sat in front of him, he suddenly felt that she did have some resemblance to that woman, so much so that he couldn't help but take a few glances at her.

During the entire process, his thoughts were in a mess. It was as if there was an extraordinary bee in his mind that was constantly hooting. He missed her so much, and missed her so much …

When Special Assistant Faang came in with a stack of documents, what he saw was a scene like this.

The top decision maker of the entire Si's Group, was currently standing in front of the window, dressed in spotless clothes. His straight back looked extremely lonely under the light from the myriad of lanterns outside, and from this angle, one could clearly see the wisps of white smoke entwined on his long and elegant fingertips.

Special Assistant Faang remembered that Director Si hadn't smoked for a long time since the last time was told by the doctor. His body didn't allow him to be so unrestrained now. Most of the time, he just habitually lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers as he watched it burn out.

He was silent for a long time. Even the sparks from his cigarette burned him unconscious.

Special Assistant Faang didn't go over to disturb her. He thought to himself that Director Si was probably thinking about that woman again.

Si Heng stood quietly at the door for a long time. It was only when he had burnt off a cigarette did he finally turn around and brush away the cigarette ash in his hand. He asked: "What's the matter?"