Your Heart Belongs To Me/C128 Trapped in the Villa(1)
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C128 Trapped in the Villa(1)

Jiaang Xin averted her gaze. Clearly, she was right.

"Okay, I will let you experience for yourself whether I am a pedophile or not!" Zhang Teng gently placed Tongtong on the bed. Although his face was smiling, his eyes were cold.

Jiaang Xin involuntarily took a step back and glanced at the door. Just as she turned her body to the side, Zhang Teng had already arrived in front of her. He grabbed her hand, and his other hand accurately grabbed her chin. He violently kissed her.

When she saw the ridicule in his eyes, she knew that he was going to use practical actions to prove his innocence, but Tongtong was still behind her!

Jiaang Xin steeled her heart and bit hard. The smell of blood filled her mouth, and at the same time, fresh air also surged in. She took two steps back and stared at Zhang Teng.

Zhang Teng reached out his hand and wiped it. He carelessly glanced at the blood on his finger. His tightly pursed lips were as bright as fire. His dark pupils became deeper and deeper. His cold temperament was like the king of the dark world.

The corner of his mouth was slightly raised. It was indescribably evil and sexy.

Jiaang Xin's body trembled slightly. She suddenly thought of the disaster six years ago and felt a sense of despair that she could not escape from.

"Oh, mom, what are you doing?" A soft and sticky voice suddenly sounded.

Her heart seemed to be tightly gripped by a pair of invisible hands. She slowly moved her body and tried to go around Zhang Teng to Tongtong's side.

Seeing her careful look, a trace of helplessness flashed across Zhang Teng's heart. The pressure around him disappeared, and a steady smile appeared on his face. He went to the bedside before Jiaang Xin and patted Tongtong's head with his big hand. He softly explained, "You're awake? You can take a shower with mom before sleeping."

"Yes." Tongtong rubbed his eyes and replied in a daze. Although his eyes were closed, his little hand had already reached towards Jiaang Xin and said coquettishly, "Mommy, hug."

Jiaang Xin hugged Tongtong tightly and looked at Zhang Teng with a face full of vigilance.

"Go and find me next door after you wash up." He no longer had the callous look from before. He only gave a slight glance and left the room.

However, the more indifferent and calm she was, the more uneasy Jiaang Xin's heart became.

After Tongtong washed up and went to sleep sweetly, more than an hour had passed.

Jiaang Xin stood outside the room next door and took a deep breath. She knocked on the door and found that it was not locked. She tried to push the door open and called softly, "Mr. Zhang, I'm coming over."

There was no response. The bathroom was on the right after she went in. The light was off. She looked inside and could feel the damp air inside. It had probably just been used not long ago.

When she went further in, the warm orange light illuminated a small area. She saw that Zhang Teng had changed into his pajamas and was leaning against the bed. He was holding a book in his hand and reading it with rapt attention.

If she had known he was reading, she would have secretly taken Tongtong away. She could not help but feel a little annoyed.

He stood at the corner anxiously. He should have heard her voice, right?

"Cough, Mr. Zhang." ___, she called softly.

What responded to her was the sound of pages flipping. She felt even more regret. She should have fled with Tongtong.

"You're tired today too. You should rest early." Her voice was cold and unchanging, as if nothing had happened just now.

However, she did not have such strong mental fortitude. She decided to speak clearly, "Mr. Zhang, I am very grateful for your help to us. I will slowly pay you back for the expenses incurred during this period of time. I hope to cancel the contract."

Seeing that Zhang Teng did not respond, she weighed her options again and again. Her entire body was tense, and she was prepared to escape if anything unexpected happened. "I think Mr. Zhang also doesn't want the media to know about your hobby, right?"

With a bang, it was as if a heavy hammer had smashed into her heart, and she was shocked.

Zhang Teng put the closed book on the bedside table and pinched the space between his eyebrows. He could not understand why this woman would misunderstand that he was a pedophile.

"I think you have misunderstood my orientation. If you don't mind, I can prove it to you." He looked at her body from head to toe and said meaningfully.

Under such naked eyes, she shivered and said with a dry smile, "No need. Mr. Zhang, please consider my proposal." After saying that, she stepped back and prepared to leave.

"No need to consider, my answer is..." He lightly spat out a word, "No."

Jiaang Xin stopped her steps and silently looked at him from afar. She was thinking about what other bargaining chips she had. In the end, she discovered that other than informing the media of this threat, there was nothing else she could do to keep him in check.

"You can sleep at Tongtong's place, but remember, once you try to escape, I will not be so easy to talk to."

Jiaang Xin stood for a while and still dragged her heavy body away.

When she returned to Tongtong's room, she moved a chair and sat by the window. Her arms were stacked on the windowsill, and she fell asleep with her arms resting on her shoulders.

Early in the morning, the melodious music resounded in the room. Tongtong rubbed his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar room in a daze. He only reacted after a long while.

When he saw the figure by the bed, he was shocked. He did not care about the joyous phone and quickly climbed down from the bed to push his mother.

When Jiaang Xin opened her eyes, she felt a splitting headache and her vision became clear. Tongtong's worried face woke her up in an instant.

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