The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

Tang Qiaoer's cell phone had long been missing, and there was no TV or computer in the room. She had no idea how many days it had been since she came to this isolated island.

She was injected with a large dose of anesthetic. Although she was awake, she could hardly move below her head. She was like a desperate and beautiful zombie.

The luxurious and cold room was so quiet that it was suffocating. Even the sound of wind and waves could not be heard, which showed that there was a long distance between this house and the sea.

It was the golden cage that Xie Jinhuan carefully built for her.

Tang Qiaoer's soft body lay on the light golden bed. The clothes she wore when she came were long gone, and she was forced to change into a red lace nightgown as thin as a cicada's wing. She was like a delicate and beautiful rose, but without any vitality, as if she was withering and dying little by little.

The nightgown was changed for her by the maid on the island.

Although Xie Jinhuan was brutal and bestial, cruel and violent to everyone, he never used force on her and never took possession of her.

I really love her to my core, and I really can't bear to see her cry.

Tang Qiaoer stared out the window motionlessly. The orange-red sunset glow gradually dimmed. As the sun set, the color on her delicate face also disappeared, completely turning into a heart-breaking paleness.

She closed her sore, red and swollen eyes, crystal tears welling up in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and held back her tears.

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened and a familiar sound of cold footsteps approached.

"Qiaoqiao, it's time to eat."

Xie Jinhuan personally carried the meal tray to the bedside, and said in a very gentle voice, "I made it for you myself, and everything is your favorite."

Tang Qiaoer turned her pale face away.

Even though she couldn't move, every nerve in her body was filled with disgust and resistance towards him.

Xie Jinhuan looked down at her from a high position——

The silk, as smooth as water, outlines the woman's graceful figure. Her long black hair spreads out in wisps, winding and covering the pillow, supporting her haggard and broken face.

But it made him have a strong urge to possess her completely.

"You have not eaten or drunk anything since you arrived here. If you continue like this, your body will not be able to bear it."

Xie Jinhuan placed the tray on the bedside, sat beside her, and grasped her slender ankle with his cool and slender hands, rubbing it upwards inch by inch, trembling. His voice was hoarse and slow, revealing his forbearance, "It's useless to be angry with me. Why torture yourself like this?

You have never thought about dying, but you have always thought about escaping from me. In this case, you should eat well and take care of your body, don't you think?"

"Ah……"

Tang Qiaoer's eyes were red, and her dry lips pulled out a hateful sneer, "Now, I'm like a living dead, I can't move at all.

Eat it or not eat it...does it make any difference?"

"Qiaoqiao, you are having some little thoughts again."

Xie Jinhuan smiled, full of doting, "We grew up together, no one understands you better than me. You used provocation to make me stop giving you anesthetics. Then you found a chance to rebel against me and escape from me.

Qiaoqiao, if possible, I really don't want to use drugs on you. But you are too smart, and if I'm not careful, you will think of a way to escape. You are the one I risked everything for, and no matter what, I can't lose you, absolutely not. "

Xie Jinhuan breathed deeply, and when his gradually hot palm touched the bottom of her skirt, he felt her trembling with fear.

Startled, he gritted his teeth and retracted his hand.

Even though, he wanted her so much.

"What you make is shit in my eyes."

Tang Qiaoer's nostrils twitched in hatred, and she didn't even look at him, "I won't move. Go away, I don't want to see you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a flash before her eyes.

He lifted up her slender and boneless waist, and her whole body fell into his arms again, being held tightly by him, fitting closely to her, and restraining her.

"Have some porridge, please?"

Xie Jinhuan smiled and lowered his brows, his forehead resting against hers, and the tip of his handsome nose also touching hers.

If you ignore the scarlet hatred in the woman's eyes, they seem to be a pair of close lovers, "It's fish porridge. I caught the fish this morning. It's freshly killed.

Do you remember that when I was a kid, you took me to the lake in Yuetang Garden to catch fish? The cute look of you wearing your little red rain boots and fishing in the water has been engraved in my heart since then... I will never forget it for the rest of my life."

Tang Qiaoer felt sick to her stomach despite the heartfelt words.

Xie Jinhuan rubbed her dry and chapped lips with his fingertips, feeling distressed:

"You must be very thirsty, drink some water first."

He picked up the cup, put the rim of the cup to her lips, and poured the liquid into her mouth.

However, not a drop of the poured water could be poured in. It all flowed out, flowing down Tang Qiaoer's thin jaw and across her tender snow-white neck.

"Qiaoqiao, you are really naughty, but this is you."

Xie Jinhuan narrowed his eyes slightly, took a sip, then suddenly clamped his big hand over her jaw and pinched her mouth open.

"Well--!"

Suddenly, the man's slightly cold lips covered hers, sucking, exploring, and little by little, transferring the warm water into her mouth.

But this was not enough, he lingered, unwilling to withdraw, savoring the sweetness carefully, his eyes gradually becoming intoxicated and blurred...

Tang Qiaoer's eyes were red with anger, she clenched her fists tightly, and her body trembled in his arms.

She wanted to bite off his tongue, but Xie Jinhuan seemed to have expected it, and pinched her mouth so hard that she couldn't close it, and she was powerless to resist!

Xie Jinhuan panted heavily and reluctantly left her lips.

The next second, Tang Qiaoer sprayed all the water in her mouth onto his face!

"Qiaoqiao." Xie Jinhuan's cheeks were wet and he looked embarrassed, and his expression finally turned gloomy for a moment.

"You must be very angry, right? Are you mad? Kill me, just kill me if you have the guts!" Tang Qiaoer's almond-shaped eyes were filled with broken red tears, and she roared hysterically.

Xie Jinhuan stared at her deeply, raised his hand, and slowly and carefully wiped away the water drops from his chin:

"Qiaoqiao, you know very well that I will never do that. But if you insist on doing this, you will live in great pain every day from now on."

"Xie Jinhuan...actually you are wrong."

Tang Qiaoer laughed in anger, her cold eyes like a sharpened butcher knife, "I didn't think about escaping, what I thought about was how to kill you."

"Then you must eat well and conserve your energy. Otherwise, how can you achieve your wish?"

Xie Jinhuan curled his lips again and went to get the porridge bowl, "Eat, and when you're full, come and kill me.

But if you can't kill me, you'll have to marry me."

"What did you say..." Tang Qiaoer was stunned, and her heart was stabbed hard.

"I have been preparing for our wedding these past few days, and the arrangements are almost ready."

Xie Jinhuan kissed the corner of her lips again, rubbing them gently, his eyes intoxicated, "Soon, we will be real husband and wife.

I didn't touch you these days because I wanted to give you the ultimate sense of ritual.

Our first union should be saved for our wedding night..."

Tang Qiaoer was shocked and angry, her heart ached violently, and her body trembled violently, "Let me marry you, a murderous devil? Then I will definitely die. I, Tang Qiaoer, will keep my word!"

Xie Jinhuan smiled brightly and said shamelessly:

"In the Old Testament, God killed more people than the devil. So I think what I did is not unforgivable. God will forgive me, and those who I killed will also forgive me when they go to heaven."

……

In the end, Tang Qiaoer didn't eat anything, just drank a few sips of water, and endured the hardship until late at night.

The intense hunger drained her strength, she felt dizzy, and the desperate feeling of dying gradually became stronger.

But even though her body was in great pain, as long as she thought about marrying Xie Jinhuan, the pain at this moment became insignificant.

Tang Qiaoer curled up her delicate body, her soul seemed to be floating in the air, her senses seemed to be close yet far away.

In a trance, she heard Xie Jinhuan talking on the phone with someone.

Her long eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes with difficulty.

Xie Jinhuan put the phone to his ear, stood in front of the window, with his back to her.

"What? Haven't you made up your mind yet?"

On the other end of the line, it's Mr.

But Tang Qiaoer didn't know that she could only hear Xie Jinhuan's voice.

"Sir, the medicine is too strong. I'm afraid Qiaoqiao's body can't handle it."

Xie Jinhuan's voice was respectful, cautious, and extremely worried, "Although, that medicine can, to a certain extent, erase her memory of Shen Jingjue, it is a foolproof plan.

But... I love her, and I still can't bear to see her suffer."