C3 I Don't Want to

Hearing Jiang Qingcheng's words, Yem Shiyun felt as if her heart was being twisted by a knife. It turned out that in Jiang Qingcheng's heart, she was just a dog that could come and go at any time.

Seeing the ugly expressions on Gong Yi'en and Yem Shiyun's faces, Jiang Qingcheng felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure in his heart.

"Are you a man?" Gong Yi'en rushed in front of Jiang Qingcheng and grabbed her collar.

Jiang Qingcheng snorted coldly and used his hand to brush away Gong Yi'en's hand that was grabbing his collar.

There was a mocking smile in his eyes. He didn't put Gong Yi'en in his eyes at all.

"Whether I am a man or not is not up to you to decide. Why don't you ask your dear Shiyun if she is willing to leave the Jiang family with you?" Jiang Qingcheng said indifferently.

Gong Yi'en turned around and looked at Yem Shiyun. He felt that Yem Shiyun had been treated inhumanely in the Jiang family. When there was a chance, she would definitely escape. He waited for Yem Shiyun's answer with anticipation.

"I don't want to," Yem Shiyun blurted out, but her hands were gripping the blanket tightly as she spoke. It was as if she was holding back something.

Gong Yi'en closed his eyes in pain. Everything he did seemed to be a one-sided farce.

Jiang Qingcheng was very satisfied with Yem Shiyun's answer. He smiled and straightened his collar. When he walked past Gong Yi'en, he even deliberately bumped into him.

He walked over to Yem Shiyun's bed and lifted her small chin. He looked gentle, but there was no warmth in his eyes as he said, "Yem Shiyun, you really are a loyal dog."

Jiang Qingcheng said as he rubbed Yem Shiyun's pale and dry lips with his index finger.

"Mr. Gong thinks that he can obtain your love, but unfortunately, your heart is with me, right, Shiyun?" As he spoke, Jiang Qingcheng put his other hand on the button in front of Yem Shiyun's chest.

Yem Shiyun's pale face froze. She subconsciously slapped Jiang Qingcheng's hand away and screamed, "No!"

What was he trying to do?

Before Yem Shiyun could react, she felt a chill on her lips. Then she felt pain. Jiang Qingcheng was biting her!

Yem Shiyun moved back a little. Jiang Qingcheng felt the woman in his arms trying to escape. His big hand pressed on the back of Yem Shiyun's head without any pity.

The man was still demanding. Suddenly, another sharp pain came from her mouth. Yem Shiyun let out a muffled groan and raised her head to look at where Gong Yi'en had been standing, only to find that he had already disappeared.

Jiang Qingcheng's mouth was filled with the smell of blood. He suddenly pushed her away. From beginning to end, his face was filled with disgust, as if kissing Yem Shiyun was the worst decision he had ever made.

Jiang Qingcheng's breathing was rapid and her eyes seemed to be filled with desire.

'Damn it! 'Jiang Qingcheng felt ashamed of her body's reaction.

Yem Shiyun's lips were bleeding. She wiped her mouth numbly and lowered her head.

Jiang Qingcheng sneered, "Are you shy?"

"Stop messing around. Mom will be here soon. You'd better hurry up and leave. Otherwise, Mom will scold you again," Yem Shiyun reminded him expressionlessly.

"Yem Shiyun, are you threatening me?" The sympathy that Jiang Qingcheng had just felt for Yem Shiyun was extinguished as soon as she said those words, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him.

Yem Shiyun ignored Jiang Qingcheng's question. She got out of bed barefoot and squatted beside the bed to pick up the broken glass on the ground.

"I just don't want to see you get scolded by Mom," Yem Shiyun said in a mosquito-like voice.

When she was young, Jiang Qingcheng would always tease her when she first went to the Jiang family. He would always make her cry before he stopped. In the end, he was scolded by Zhou Jieqiong and blamed it on her.

Because of her, Jiang Qingcheng was scolded a lot. That was why Jiang Qingcheng hated her so much. Yem Shiyun smiled self-deprecatingly.

Jiang Qingcheng looked at the barefoot woman squatting on the ground and at her lonely back. He subconsciously reached out to help her.

But he noticed that when he reached out, Yem Shiyun subconsciously shrank back, her eyes tightly shut, as if she was facing a terrifying monster.

Looking at Yem Shiyun's appearance, an inexplicable flame of anger rose in her heart.

Jiang Qingcheng did not say a word. He withdrew his hand, feeling as if he had been degrading himself. He kicked away the broken glass at his feet in anger and turned to leave Yem Shiyun's ward.

Yem Shiyun let out a long sigh of relief when she heard the door slam.

When she put away the broken glass and lay back on the bed, she heard the door open. Yem Shiyun thought it was Jiang Qingcheng.

Only when she saw Zhou Jieqiong standing at the door did Yem Shiyun completely relax.

Seeing Yem Shiyun, Zhou Jieqiong felt refreshed. Only such a woman was worthy of her son.

Zhou Jieqiong sat on the side of Yem Shiyun's bed with pity. She held Yem Shiyun's hand and gently patted it. Seeing Yem Shiyun's pale face, Zhou Jieqiong sighed and said, "Shiyun, I've wronged you."

After Yem Shiyun was sent to the hospital, she didn't have the energy to take care of her, because of the farce at the engagement party.

This matter concerned Yem Shiyun's reputation. Zhou Jieqiong was the one who raised Yem Shiyun, and she would never allow anyone to bully Yem Shiyun!

As for that vixen, she was just an ant that could be stepped on with a single foot. She was nothing.

Her son could only marry Yem Shiyun!