Chapter 52: An Unexpected World for Two (Part 8)

Her indifferent tone, devoid of any emotion, made people feel as though she had no desire to live.

Upon hearing this, the man's hand on her eyes trembled violently.

"Who knows about it?"

It was still that standard Mandarin.

Ji Anning spoke the truth, "My fiancé and his mistress."

Since he had repeatedly tied her to his bed, it proved that he had definitely targeted her, and he must have known about her situation.

As she spoke, she hooked her lips into a cold smile, "It should be the mistress, after all, I am a child bride, and they have only been together five years."

"How did they find out about you and me?" the man asked.

Ji Anning said, "They checked the surveillance footage of the hotel that day, saw you coming out of the room first, using that to threaten me."

Suddenly, she became emotionally agitated and grabbed the man's hand, "Do you know how hard it has been for me to get to this point today?"

After her outburst, she became discouraged, let go of his hand, lay back down, and returned to her indifferent state of despair.

"Anyway, you are a demon, even if you knew, you wouldn't have a shred of compassion."

The atmosphere in the room fell silent for two seconds, and then that standard Mandarin echoed again near Ji Anning's ear, "So, have you been frowning and crying these past few days because of this?"

Ji Anning turned her head in surprise, staring with her glossy black eyes, "How did you know?"

In that moment of turning, her eyes met the man's deep eyes, a fleeting shimmer in the dark space.

The man's large hand covered her eyes again, placing the phone next to her ear.

"Hehe, I installed a surveillance device on you."

Although it was spoken in a monotone, Ji Anning still perceived the wickedness and cunning in his words.

"Are you a pervert?" Ji Anning asked in annoyance as she reached out and fiercely scratched the man's arm.

Using all her strength, she felt she had scratched the back of the man's hand till it bled.

But the other party didn't even hum, his soft palm still covering her eyes like a constant temperature eye massager.

"Pretty much, so you cannot defy me, otherwise I don't know what I might do to you."

Ji Anning felt powerless to comment on such a person, who shamelessly glorified his own perverted actions.

She also pursed her lips, adopting an indifferent attitude, "It doesn't matter what you do, my purity has already been ruined by you, my boyfriend doesn't want me anymore, and life is as good as death hereafter."

"Why are you so weak?"

Ji Anning could sense the profound contempt in his words, and she bitterly smiled, "Heh, I also want to be strong, proud like him, not looking up to anyone."

"Him? Who is he?"

In the darkness, the man's menacing eyes narrowed dangerously, a flash of jealousy passing through.

Ji Anning responded irritably, "It has nothing to do with you."

"We are deeply involved, and you still say it has nothing to do with me?"

The man placed the phone next to Ji Anning's ear, his other large hand reaching into her clothes, his fingers tracing back and forth across her chest.

This was a malicious tease.

Ji Anning imagined the smile that must be plastered across his face at this moment, his torso covered in many scars, was his face the same?

Thinking so, she shivered involuntarily.

"How about you break up with your fiancé and be with me instead?"

The man's lips moved close to Ji Anning's ear, his breath warm and damp, swirling around her ear.

Stirring her entire body's sensitive nerves, she reached out and forcefully pushed the man away, "I'd rather be dead."

Forgotten tears began to flow again.

"Stop crying."

The man quickly stopped his actions, gently wiping her tears.

This gesture gave Ji Anning a glimmer of hope, she clung to his hands, desperately pleading with him, "You are a good person, please let me go, I will repay you in whatever way I can in the future."

As her words fell, she distinctly heard the man chuckle softly, the mattress trembling along with his laughter.

Then he placed the phone back to her ear, "No, I'm the bad guy."

Ji Anning: "..."

"I won't let you go, and I don't need you to toil as a repayment. Let me take care of the bastard and that mistress who are threatening you. Considering our relationship is so…"

"'Deep'."

He deliberately split the sentence into two parts.

Especially the word 'deep', which made Ji Anning involuntarily feel something sinister.

"Thanks a lot." Ji Anning didn't take his words seriously at all, expressing her thanks without a hint of sincerity.

Then she asked, "What's your name?"

"Xu Yishi."

"Xu Yishi? What a weird name. Ugly as hell."

Hearing Ji Anning's complaint, the man smiled wryly, his thumb gently exploring her smooth cheek.

Gazing at her, his eyes filled with adoration.

Wishing you a lifetime of peace, Anning.

Ji Anning couldn't remember what else they talked about, only that she gradually let her guard down and fell asleep.

Upon waking, it was already bright outside.

She opened her eyes and saw the sunlight piercing through the gaps in the curtains, was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, and hurriedly scrambled up to sit.

She looked down at her clothes, noticing she was wearing a hotel bathrobe. Clutching the lapel, she slightly opened it to check her body, thankfully, there were no marks like the previous times.

So last night...

As Ji Anning was uncertainly guessing, her phone suddenly vibrated twice on the nightstand.

She ran her fingers through her hair, grabbed it in frustration, then reached out and picked up the phone.

"Don't be proud of your little tricks; it's not that your tricks succeeded, but that I deliberately let you off. Next time, I can multitask while chatting with you."

Ji Anning: "..."

So he had known all along that she was deliberately initiating conversation to distract him.

She couldn't decide if he was too clever or if she was too naive.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but smile involuntarily.

…

Since things were already like this, and since everything that was supposed to happen today would happen, there was nothing left to fear.

Ji Anning stood under the shower, repeatedly washing herself.

She tilted her head back, eyes closed, her face displaying a relaxed and relieved smile.

It had been a long time since she had relaxed like this.

After showering, she stood in front of the mirror, hairdryer in hand, ready to dry her hair, when suddenly she heard her phone ring.

She put down the hairdryer, went out, found her phone on the bed, and saw the caller ID. Her face once again filled with worry.

It was Ji Jingfeng calling, and today was Saturday, the final deadline they had given her.

Calling at this time probably meant he was urging her to make a decision.

Alas!

With a sigh of resignation, Ji Anning answered the call, scarcely had she said 'hello' when Ji Jingfeng preempted from the other end, "An'an."

Ji Anning was momentarily stunned.

The nickname, this tone, something was off?

Why did it sound like every other time he called asking her to cover for his lies?

Could it be he was afraid she would not agree to favor him and Bai Guo, planning to start with a soft approach then turn tough?