C12 A Guilty Conscience

Xi Yan left with Qing Lee in his arms. Gao Yang was the only one left standing there, looking at their disappearing figures. His face was full of smiles. It seemed like the position of general manager was not far away from him.

After leaving the hotel, Xi Yan opened the car door. He angrily threw Qing Lee to the passenger seat and ran all the way home.

Their wrists were hurt by the two of them just now, and now they were smashed by Xi Yan. Qing Lee was in so much pain that tears almost came out. Seeing Xi Yan's handsome face that was as black as the bottom of a pot, Qing Lee shrunk her neck and tightly clenched her hands.

Xi Yan was so angry. Even if she explained, he would not listen. Anyway, there were enough misunderstandings between them, so she did not need to explain anymore.

However, Qing Lee's silence made Xi Yan think that she was guilty. If he did not have night blindness and needed to drive carefully at night, he would have exploded on the road. He endured it and went back to the villa.

Once they returned to the villa, Xi Yan's suppressed anger completely exploded. He dragged Qing Lee out of the car and went straight to his room.

He walked very fast. Qing Lee had to jog to keep up with his speed. As soon as he entered the room, Xi Yan threw the door open and threw Qing Lee onto his huge and soft double bed.

Immediately after, his strong body pressed down. Qing Lee, who was dizzy from the fall, felt her body sink and the blanket under her body sank in.

She opened her eyes and saw the fury in Xi Yan's eyes. Qing Lee was frightened by the cold aura in his eyes and struggled to escape. Xi Yan's eyes were terrifying, like an angry lion. And she was the prey in the eyes of the lion. This kind of feeling scared her. It made her want to escape.

"Shameless woman, since you are so insecure in your room, unwilling to be lonely... Then I'll meet you!" A devilish cruel smile emerged on Xi Yan's lips. In Qing Lee's eyes, his face was undoubtedly hideous. It made her want to escape as soon as possible.

"Xi Yan, didn't you say that you don't want to touch me because I'm dirty?" Qing Lee shouted loudly. Then she saw Xi Yan's eyes darken and he narrowed his eyes. Qing Lee knew that it was a sign of danger and could not help but panic.

Xi Yan's hand grabbed Qing Lee's chin. It was so hard that it almost shattered. He said word by word, "You, don't, have. Speak. Speak. Power, power..."

"Rip..." With a sound, Xi Yan ripped the light purple dress on Qing Lee's body. He ignored Qing Lee's screaming, struggling, and crying. The expensive dress became a piece of cloth in Xi Yan's hand in a moment.

"Xi Yan, don't make me hate you!" Qing Lee screamed. The clothes on her body had been torn apart by Xi Yan, leaving only her personal clothes.

Although she loved Xi Yan, she was not willing to give herself to him at this time. She did not want to give her first time to him just like that. If the relationship was strong enough, then it would be close. That was what she wanted.

Xi Yan's hands stopped moving. He looked at Qing Lee, whose hands were tied up by him, revealing a large amount of spring light. He laughed evilly. His cold laughter made Qing Lee have goosebumps all over her body.

"Hate it! This way, we can go to hell together!" His voice was as cold and ruthless as the Asura in hell, and the soft clothes that wrapped around her chest also died in Xi Yan's voice.

"Xi Yan, I beg you, don't do this!" Qing Lee cried and begged. She hated what Xi Yan did to her in her heart, but her body shamelessly reacted after Xi Yan massaged her.

He smiled coldly, "Do you think you can make it in time?"

Qing Lee looked up with lifeless eyes. Tears kept falling from the corner of her eyes and fell on the pillow, soaking it.

The double trauma on her body and soul had already numbed her. She was like a lifeless child, allowing Xi Yan to vent his lust on her.

Her lifeless look had aroused Xi Yan's pride as a man. There had never been a woman who did not react under him. There had never been a woman who had not made a sound under his superb skills. He wanted to see if this woman would still be a virgin without making a sound later.

He got up from Qing Lee's body, and a white liquid mixed with blood flowed out of her body. Under her body, it meant that the purity she had guarded for 20 years had dyed the white bedsheets red.

Qing Lee did not know when she fell asleep. When she woke up in the morning, the mushy, rotten, and sweet smell in the air still stimulated Qing Lee's nose. Her entire body felt as if it had been run over by a large truck. Xi Yan's hands had been untied at an unknown time, but there was still a red wound on her wrist.

When she heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Qing Lee's tears silently slipped out of her eyes once again.

When Xi Yan came out of the bathroom, he saw Qing Lee wrapped tightly around the bed sheet. Her eyes looked at the door blankly. When she saw him come out, there was a trace of anger in her lifeless eyes.

"What do you think I am?" Qing Lee's hoarse voice was like the calm surface of the water without any ripples.

Xi Yan sneered, as if he had heard a huge joke. He withdrew the cold smile on his lips and his dark black eyes shot straight at Qing Lee. His cold voice was as cold as ice, "To me, you are just a tool to warm a bed. You have spent so much effort to please your grandfather to take Mrs Xi's position. You should be satisfied."

The hand hidden under the single hand was tightly clenched together. Xi Yan's words were like a huge rock thrown into the calm surface of the water in her heart, stirring up huge waves. Qing Lee's heart instantly turned cold to the bottom of the valley.

She wanted to refute, but she knew that her rebuttal would only attract more ridicule from Xi Yan. She hid her pain well in her heart, but there was a faint sense of loss that quietly climbed onto her face. Even she didn't realize it.

Seeing the disappointment on her face, a hint of ridicule climbed up the corner of Xi Yan's mouth. He strode towards Qing Lee and reached out to grab her jaw. He looked down at Qing Lee and narrowed his dangerous eyes. He coldly said, "What is it? Could it be that I did not satisfy you?"