Zii was struck as if by lightning, her face suddenly turning deathly pale.
She never dread that her strongest rival in love would be a young little artist.
Filled with unwillingness, she abruptly pulled open the car door.
Xia Duoduo had almost reached the entrance of the community when she felt a piercing gaze on her back and couldn’t help but glance back.
From afar, she saw a tall woman with a powerful presence standing beneath the apartnt building, looking toward her.
Due to the distance, Xia Duoduo didn’t recognize Zii, but vaguely felt a sense of familiarity.
She couldn’t recall and turned away, puzzled.
She’d be late if she didn’t hurry up.
Fifty push-ups were really too harsh!
Zii gripped her hands tightly, watching Xia Duoduo’s figure disappear at the entrance. Her sharp nails pierced into her palms, but she felt no pain at all.
After a long while, she turned and walked into the elevator, pressing the floor number for Ye Cheng’s apartnt.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Ye Cheng’s cold yet alluring face appeared.
Seeing Zii for a split second, his expression slightly changed.
"Ye Cheng, I need to talk to you." Zii walked out of the elevator, speaking seriously.
Ye Cheng rarely saw her with such an expression, the light in her charming eyes dim, which made his heart tighten slightly.
"There’s nothing to talk about," he said indifferently, lifting his foot to step into the elevator.
Just as he stepped out, Zii suddenly grabbed his hand.
She held on with so force, her long nails scratching his skin, causing a bit of pain.
"You have soone you like, don’t you?" Zii’s voice was sowhat trembling.
"It’s none of your business."
Ye Cheng looked straight ahead, speaking coldly.
"Tell , I want to know if it’s true." Zii tried to speak calmly, her eyes tinged with red.
"So what if it is? Will you give up and stop pestering ?" Ye Cheng mockingly curled his lip, glancing at her sideways.
"If you’re truly happy, I will..."
Zii’s heart was bleeding, struggling to control her emotions on the brink of collapse.
Ye Cheng’s mocking curve at the corner of his mouth deepened; he didn’t believe what she said.
Suddenly, his palm was empty as he forcefully withdrew his hand and stepped into the elevator.
Zii looked at his excessively handso yet frost-cold face, her eyes misting over. As the elevator door was about to close, she suddenly blocked it with her hand and rushed in.
She directly lunged forward, hugging him tightly, heedlessly pressing her red lips to kiss him.
"Zii, you’re crazy!"
Ye Cheng was infuriated by her sudden forceful kiss and pushed her harshly.
Zii stubbornly lunged again, biting his lips in a near-frantic manner, her intense emotions overwhelming her rationality.
She bit Ye Cheng’s lips until they bled, and tears fell thunderously at the sa ti.
"If you don’t love anymore, I will really go crazy!" Zii’s heart hurt deeply, and she didn’t even know why she was acting so madly.
It was purely instinctive; she didn’t want to let him go, she couldn’t!
"Zii!"
Ye Cheng pushed her away fiercely once more.
This ti, Zii lost her balance, her body awkwardly hitting the elevator wall and then sliding down to the floor.
She suddenly reached out to cover her face.
Her hair fell down, veiling her beautiful face, and a low, suppressed sobbing sound leaked through her fingers.
Ye Cheng was stunned, his heart fiercely constricting.
It was the first ti he saw her cry.
Ding—
The elevator arrived on the first floor, the door suddenly opening.
The residents waiting there saw the crying woman inside and the man with a stormy face, not daring to step in.
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