Chapter 29: Confusion

Cen Xia was surprised that Rong Heng would tell her this.

"Secretary Rong, my brother has already died once. I don't want him to bear everything for me because of my affairs. I will not think of escaping from here and confronting Chi Jinyan."

She bit her lip, her dark eyes bright and sincere, "Although I didn't do it myself, if it weren't for me, maybe Miss Gu wouldn't have died. After all, I can't get rid of my relationship. I will atone for my sins here, resolve the misunderstanding, and gain forgiveness."

Cen Xia looked up and forced a smile at Rong Heng. This poor acting skill could not deceive Chi Jinyan, but it was a success if it could make this person have even a little trust in her.

She hoped Rong Heng could convey something to Chi Jinyan on her behalf, but she didn't know that Rong Heng had never defended her in front of Chi Jinyan.

Rong Heng looked at the woman in front of him with a sad smile, and somewhere in his heart began to ache, "That's good, Miss Cen, go to bed early."

Seeing her nod, Rong Heng turned and left. When he reached the door, he looked back, glanced quickly and lowered his eyelids, reached out to hold up his black-framed glasses, and stepped into the endless darkness.

Cen Xia felt lucky that she had escaped the disaster. Thinking of her brother, years of depression seemed to be resolved at this moment.

She let out a long sigh and slowly walked towards the villa. The pain in her ankle was still throbbing, but it couldn't stop her determination to leave.

Ever since he fell ill, Chi Jinyan had always arranged for her to stay there, and for some reason he didn't ask her to move back.

Although he was not free, he was easily bullied by the servants.

But it's far away, so at least I can sleep peacefully.

After washing up, Cen Xia lay down on the bed.

She tossed and turned in bed, thinking about the box her brother had shown her.

That was the last thing Fan Yiming left her, the pearl bracelet he held tightly in his hand before he died, but she didn't dare to carry it with her.

She looked at the red rope on her wrist, closed her eyes and thought about the man she loved deeply.

Murmuring, "Yiming, forgive me for never going to pay homage to you. I think we will meet soon."

It seemed that Cen Xia had just fallen asleep when she was disturbed.

A knock on the door woke her up.

She opened the door and Zhang Ma looked her up and down, her face full of contempt, "The young master has woken up and wants to see you."

Cen Xia frowned. Wasn't he already drunk? He shouldn't have woken up so soon.

"Wait for me to change my clothes ... "

"Don't waste time. Go quickly and don't disturb my sleep."

Before she could react, someone grabbed her tightly and dragged her out of the courtyard. The cool wind made her break out in a cold sweat, and she stumbled all the way towards the villa that seemed bright in the darkness.

As Cen Xia approached the terrifying second floor, he felt more and more uneasy. He was a little resistant, but he was unable to break free from the fat servant.

Aunt Zhang knocked on Chi Jinyan's bedroom door, and before she could speak, a cold voice came from inside.

"Enter."

Aunt Zhang turned the door handle and pushed her in.

Cen Xia was startled and looked back at her.

The light shining through his face revealed a sinister look.

The moment the door closed, Cen Xia's wrist was grabbed and pressed against the door. The man's palm was pressed against her waist, and the heat made her uncomfortable.

Chi Jinyan's face was so close that his nose seemed to be touching hers, and his heavy breathing burned her cheeks.

Her mind was blank. Before she could say anything, she felt a warmth on her lips and instantly lost her mind.

Chi Jinyan just lightly touched her lips and quickly left.

The dim light from the bedside in the room clearly showed her expression.

Seeing that her bright black eyes were a little panicked, she did not refuse.

It seemed as if he could feel the heat even in the dark night.

Gently stroking her cheek which was red with shyness, his eyes moved to her dazzling red lips, and he couldn't help but kiss her again.

She was forced to accept that suffocating kiss, which refused to let go.

He seemed to sense her response.

Chi Jinyan pulled her closer, clamped her panicked little wrists behind her back, put one hand around the back of her head, and gradually became addicted to her soft and sweet kiss.

He took her to the bed and his hands wandered dishonestly over her body.

Cen Xia came to her senses only when her back touched the soft bed, and she tried desperately to push him away.

But the man was confused by alcohol and became more and more impatient.

She could only yell, "Chi Jinyan, let go, I'm not Mo Ran."

"Xiao Xia, I know it's you, please don't reject me, okay?"

Heavy breathing was close to her ears.

He couldn't tell whether he was calling Gu Xia or Cen Xia.

Cen Xia was pressed on the bed with her hands shackled. She felt humiliated when she heard these words.

"Chi Jinyan, look carefully, I am Cen Xia, your enemy, I am not Gu Xia, not Gu Xia ... "

Chi Jinyan's sanity was brought back by this shout.

Cen Xia managed to escape and quickly turned on the bedside lamp.

Under the bright light, looking at her tearful face, the alcohol made him lose his mind and bewildered.

He tried to unbutton his collar in annoyance, but ended up tearing his shirt, with several buttons falling to the ground.

The smooth lines of muscles are hidden under the thin shirt, with only half of the chest exposed, which is enough to arouse people's imagination.

Cen Xia just felt that there was no way she could escape from such a strong man.

Her direct gaze made Chi Jinyan very satisfied.

He grabbed Cen Xia's wrist and came over.

The dense and delicate kisses fell on her, so gentle.

Cen Xia felt humiliated all over her body and felt that the man was extremely rough.

She yelled with tears in her eyes,

"Chi Jinyan, you bastard, I'm not Gu Xia, no ... I'm Cen Xia."

All the struggles are just like tickling to men.

She stopped struggling after her breakdown and let her tears wet the bed sheets.

"Chi Jinyan, stop pretending. I don't love you ... what's the point of doing this?"

Sure enough, this sentence stimulated him.

While he was distracted, Cen Xia pushed him away.

He stood up and ran to the door, pulling at the door handle desperately.

"Cen Xia, you can't escape without my permission."

Chi Jinyan slowly tidied his clothes. Of course he knew she was Cen Xia.

I just want to act according to my own wishes for once and find out what I really feel towards her.

Cen Xia looked back at him in horror, tears streaming down her face, "Chi Jinyan, you are pretending to be drunk and going crazy. Do you think this is fun?"

"You said you would marry me because you liked me, but you also said you didn't love me. You killed Xiao Xia and you're still denying it. Cen Xia, which of your statements is true and which is false?"

Chi Jinyan seemed to be hurt by her behavior and looked at her with a melancholy expression.

But how could Cen Xia believe the true feelings he expressed at this moment.

Fear took over, she lost all reason, pointed at his face and told him everything mercilessly.

"Chi Jinyan, if it weren't for Fan Yiming, would I marry you? Do you think I would like a sinister and cunning pervert like you? I tell you, only a woman like Gu Xia would like ... "

Before she could finish her words, she was strangled and could no longer speak.