GBP Chapter 165 Could it be that she really fell in love with this devil?
Chapter 165 Could it be that she really fell in love with this devil?
Thinking of this, Yu Yuetong felt as if her heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and a suffocating pain spread to every part of her body.
She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the surging emotions in her heart, looked up at Qin Reng, and said, word by word, "Qin Reng, what exactly do you want?"
Qin Reng looked at her, a cold smile curving his lips. He slowly leaned down, bringing his voice close to her ear, and said in a low, dangerous tone, "What do I want to do? Heh, what do you think? My good wife..."
He deliberately emphasized the word "wife," his tone full of sarcasm and mockery.
Yu Yuetong felt a chill run from her feet to the top of her head. She shoved Qin Reng away, glared at him, and said through gritted teeth, "Qin Reng, don't go too far!"
Instead of getting angry, Qin Reng smiled, slowly straightened up, straightened his suit that she had messed up, and said casually, "Too much? Am I being too much? I don't think so."
He walked to the French windows, turned his back to her, looked at the scenery outside, and said in a low voice, "Yu Yuetong, you should be glad that I've only acquired your father's company, not..."
He paused, not continuing, but the threat in his tone was unmistakable.
Yu Yuetong was pale and trembling. She didn't know what Qin Reng was planning to do next, but she knew she couldn't just sit and wait to die.
She suddenly stood up, trying to rush out, but Qin Reng grabbed her wrist and pulled her forcefully into his arms.
"Let me go!" Yu Yuetong struggled, but he held her tightly in his arms, unable to move.
"Trying to leave?" Qin Reng looked down at her, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Did I give you permission to leave?"
He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips with a punitive brutality and aggression, as if he wanted to devour her completely.
"Ugh..." Yu Yuetong struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free from his grip and could only let him do as he pleased.
The office door was pushed open from the outside, and a surprised voice rang out: "President Qin, you..."
Upon hearing the sound, Yu Yuetong suddenly woke up, forcefully pushed Qin Reng away, and turned to look at the door.
A young man stood in the doorway, holding documents in his hand, looking at them with a shocked expression.
He is Qin Reng's assistant, Li Ming.
At this very moment, she and Qin Reng were entangled in an extremely ambiguous position.
The air seemed to freeze at this moment.
For Yue Tong, Li Ming's appearance was undoubtedly a savior from heaven. Taking advantage of Qin Reng's momentary daze, she pushed him away, stumbled to her feet, and haphazardly straightened her disheveled clothes and hair.
Qin Reng hadn't expected to be seen like this. He frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his usual composure. He gave Li Ming, who was standing at the door, a cold look in his eyes, and said with a hint of warning, "Assistant Li, it seems you need to relearn how to knock."
Li Ming felt a chill run down his spine under Qin Reng's gaze. He quickly lowered his head and stammered, "President Qin, I'm sorry, I... I didn't know you..." He glanced furtively at Yu Yuetong, then hesitated to speak.
At this moment, Yu Yuetong just wanted to escape this suffocating place as soon as possible. She glared at Qin Reng and said coldly, "President Qin, since you're so busy, I won't bother you any longer. Goodbye!"
After saying that, she put on her high heels and left the office without looking back.
With a loud bang, the office door slammed shut. Qin Reng watched Yu Yuetong's departing figure, a cold smile playing on his lips, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes.
"Li Ming".
"President Qin, I'm here," Li Ming replied quickly.
"Go and find out who Yu Yuetong has been in contact with recently," Qin Reng coldly ordered.
"Yes, President Qin." Li Ming didn't dare to delay and quickly turned to do it.
Qin Reng walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the endless stream of cars and people below, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
He admitted that he was somewhat interested in Yue Tong.
This woman was unlike any of the women he had encountered before, who were subservient to him and fawned over him. She had her own personality, her own ideas, and even dared to challenge his authority.
This made him feel both excited and a little threatened.
He didn't know if he had truly fallen for her, or if it was simply because she was different from everyone else that aroused his desire to conquer her.
But one thing he was very clear about was that he would never allow her to escape his control!
……
After leaving the Qin Group, Yu Yuetong did not go straight home, but instead wandered aimlessly through the streets.
Her feelings were very chaotic and complicated; she felt angry, aggrieved, and... a little bit sad.
She didn't know why she was sad. She was the one who wanted a divorce, and she was the one who wanted to escape Qin Reng.
But why does her heart ache like it's being stabbed with needles when she sees him with other women?
Could it be that she has truly fallen in love with this devil?
No, not possible!
Yu Yuetong shook her head, trying hard to shake off the jumbled thoughts in her mind.
She cannot fall in love with Qin Reng, nor is it possible for her to fall in love with him!
He's a demon, someone who only hurts her!
She wanted to leave him, as far away as possible!
……
Yu Yuetong walked aimlessly, and before she knew it, she had arrived at the most bustling commercial street in City A.
The streets are lined with a wide variety of shops, bustling with people.
Looking at the lively scene before her, Yu Yuetong felt even more lonely and desolate.
She is now like a homeless wanderer, with no one to rely on and no one to confide in in this world.
Just then, a melodious guitar sound came from not far away, attracting Yu Yuetong's attention.
She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young boy wearing a white T-shirt and jeans sitting on a folding chair, playing a guitar on a corner of the street.
The boy had short hair, revealing a smooth forehead, and delicate features, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes.
He lowered his head, focused on playing the guitar, his slender fingers dancing nimbly on the strings, playing one beautiful song after another.
As Yu Yuetong listened, her initially troubled mood gradually calmed down.
She walked up to the boy, stood quietly, and listened to him play.
When the song ended, the boy looked up and saw Yu Yuetong standing in front of him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"Hello," Yu Yuetong said first.
"Hello." The boy smiled slightly, revealing two shallow dimples.
"You play so beautifully," Yu Yuetong exclaimed sincerely.
The boy scratched his head sheepishly. "Thank you."
"May I sit down and listen to you play?" Yu Yuetong asked.
The boy nodded. "Of course."
Yu Yuetong sat down on the open ground next to the boy and listened quietly to him playing.