Chapter 19: So, Was Xie Yan Trying to Pacify Me?

As a person who had been single for over twenty years, I didn't know how to react for a moment. After Xie Yan gave me the flowers, he pinched my cheek. "Do you like them?"

Huh?

I looked at him in confusion, not understanding what Xie Yan was talking about. I stared blankly at his face. Suddenly, he leaned in and kissed my forehead. Xie Yan spoke with a cold voice, "Mianmian, you were looking at the girl outside the car window. Was it because she received flowers and you didn't?"

For a moment, my mind went blank.

Did Xie Yan think I was jealous? Or envious?

A touch of sadness gradually welled up in my heart. What I wanted wasn't flowers. All I wanted was to live a simple life together, with mutual tolerance and dependence.

The car stopped downstairs in the community. The moment the car came to a stop, I got out, ready to go home. But as soon as my feet touched the ground, a black shadow suddenly fell in front of me.

It was Xie Yan.

I looked up at him. He was tall and straight. At this moment, when he looked down at me, his eyes were filled with tenderness, but I turned my eyes away, not looking at him.

Xie Yan was stunned for a moment, then slowly bent down and said, "Mianmian, don't be angry, okay?"

Be angry?

I suddenly raised my head and stared at Xie Yan's face in disbelief. "You think I'm being angry? Xie Yan, I almost died just now, and you actually think I'm being angry?"

I pushed Xie Yan away, got out of the car, and threw the huge bouquet of flowers into Xie Yan's arms. With a bang, a sharp pain suddenly shot through my hand.

It was the metal card in the middle of the bouquet.

A nearly one - centimeter - long cut was opened on my finger, and blood was quickly oozing out, dripping onto the ground. I endured the pain and asked Xie Yan, "Is there a first - aid kit in the car?"

As I finished speaking, my gaze also fell on Xie Yan.

I saw him looking seriously at my finger. The blood seemed to have dyed his pupils red. The bright red of the roses reflected on his fair face, giving him an eerie beauty.

A faint chill rose in my heart. Subconsciously, I wanted to withdraw my finger. But as soon as I made a move, Xie Yan suddenly reached out quickly and grabbed my wrist tightly.

"Xie Yan, what are you doing?" I asked in a trembling voice.

Xie Yan's well - defined face was expressionless. His eyes narrowed, revealing a wild greed. I had never seen Xie Yan like this.

I was scared.

I tried to pull my hand back, but any slight movement only led to a tighter grip. In an instant, my wrist was already red.

Blood was gushing out in large amounts, and the sweet smell of blood filled the air. I struggled and cried out in pain, but Xie Yan seemed not to hear me.

"Xie Yan!" I shouted.

Xie Yan was suddenly stunned. Then he raised his eyes and looked at me coldly. The moment our eyes met, I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cellar, shivering all over. Xie Yan's eyes were completely dead and empty, like those of a corpse.

I didn't dare to speak anymore. My body trembled as I tried to back away. But the next second, Xie Yan suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him.

Looking at Xie Yan's oppressive eyes and the chill around him, I felt as if my hands and feet couldn't move. I opened my mouth to say something, but suddenly Xie Yan put my hand to his lips.

Xie Yan's lips were thin. At this moment, his pink - white lips slightly opened, facing my injured finger. Suddenly, I saw Xie Yan frown, and his eyes were filled with pain.

"Xie Yan, what's wrong with you?" I was held firmly and couldn't move.

Hearing my words, Xie Yan slowly raised his head and met my gaze. Ripples gradually appeared in his emotionless eyes, showing confusion, bewilderment, and doubt. The next second, I was suddenly thrown into the car by Xie Yan.

My body landed heavily on the car seat. I turned around, and Xie Yan had disappeared.

I sat in the car, still in shock, gasping for breath. My mind couldn't help but think about what had just happened. If I wasn't wrong, was Xie Yan going to lick my blood?

No way.

Realizing what I was thinking, I quickly shook my head, denying my guess. Maybe Xie Yan was just scared.

I tried to convince myself that I was overthinking. Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in my ear, "Gu Mian?"

"Hmm?" I looked up, and there was a person standing in front of me.

It was actually President Wang.

As soon as President Wang saw me, he smiled obsequiously. "It really is you. I thought I was mistaken when I saw you from afar. Hey, where's Mr. Xie?"

Xie Yan?

I shook my head. "I don't know. Xie Yan suddenly..."

I didn't know how to explain what had just happened, so I changed the subject. "What are you doing here, President Wang?"

My parents' community had old houses, and I remembered that President Wang's cake shop hadn't opened in this area.

Hearing my words, President Wang was stunned. A strange glint flashed in his eyes. He turned his head and looked behind him, then suddenly turned back to me and explained, "Oh, I'm here to visit a friend. He lives around here."

As he finished speaking, President Wang suddenly saw my bleeding hand. "How did you get hurt? Come on, come on. My car is over there. Come with me and get it treated."

I originally wanted to refuse, but my finger was bleeding continuously, and I really couldn't ignore it.

If my parents saw this, they would definitely scold me.

Thinking of this, I nodded. "Then I'll trouble you."

I followed President Wang to the car. As soon as I got in, a thick, sweet fragrance suddenly surrounded me, and then I lost consciousness.

The violent jolting woke me up. I looked at the black car roof and suddenly realized that I was in the car. Looking at the unfamiliar scenery outside the window, I confirmed that we should have left the urban area.

Suddenly, President Wang's voice came from the front seat. "Boss, are you sure the datura is really useful? Won't Xie Yan smell her and chase after us? I don't want to die."

Datura?

Smell?

I was dazed, thinking that I had taken a bath yesterday. Why would I have a smell?

As for datura, I vaguely remembered that it was a kind of anesthetic. People who took it would either have hallucinations or directly die from poisoning.

My body was weak. Thinking of datura, I suddenly realized that I was poisoned.

The car was driving fast. I was anxiously thinking about how to escape. Just then, the car suddenly stopped. I saw President Wang get out of the car and stand by the side, still on the phone.

"Really? Xie Yan didn't follow?" President Wang's tone relaxed a lot.

At this time, President Wang didn't know that I was awake. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw President Wang approaching. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be unconscious.

There was a click in my ear.

The car door was opened by President Wang. I felt President Wang approaching me and then grabbing my hand. His thumb and index finger pressed on my injured finger and squeezed hard.

"If the person isn't dead, the blood should be useful."

President Wang spoke in a low voice, as if talking to himself. I endured the pain of the wound and remained silent, pretending to be unconscious. Until a few minutes later, my fingertip started to go numb, and no more blood could be squeezed out.