The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

Chapter 126 Zhou Yian, who do you think you are?

Her tone softened and she pleaded in a low voice: "Xu Zehao, I beg you to end this relationship, please let me go, please, we can part ways in peace."

Zhou Yian's emotional breakdown was like a schizophrenic, sometimes he was angry and sometimes he begged humbly.

Xu Zehao just stared at her, his eyes gradually becoming cold, and he asked in a cold voice, "Zhou Yian, who do you think you are? Begging me? Is your heart... made of stone?"

"It's been three years. Even if I'm raising a dog, I've already tamed it."

These words were sharp, mean and hurtful, but Zhou Yian had become numb and no longer felt embarrassed.

Xu Zehao sullenly pulled away his sleeve that she was holding, turned around angrily and walked to the second floor, totally ignoring how distraught Zhou Yian was behind him.

Zhou Yian stood there in silence, unable to accept what was happening before his eyes.

After taking a break, she tried to calm herself down and went to the second floor without giving up. She didn't want the matter to end like this. Her life should be a wilderness and she shouldn't be confined to South Bay for the rest of her life.

When Xu Zehao came out of the shower, he saw Zhou Yian sitting there waiting.

He looked at her coldly and said nothing, then walked past her in silence.

"Xu Zehao, let's talk more." Zhou Yian reached out and grabbed his clothes.

Xu Zehao paused, with a different emotion in his eyes.

"If you still want to leave, then we have nothing to talk about. Don't even think about it. It's impossible."

"why?"

"No reason. You are young and beautiful. Every man loves you. I am a man and I am no exception. And you know how well your body fits mine."

"But I don't love it, and I don't want to go on."

"You don't want to, but I do." Xu Zehao said this with his back to her, and then he left without looking back.

Suddenly, there was a "thump" sound from behind, which was the sound of knees falling to the ground.

"Xu Zehao, I beg you, as long as you agree to let me leave, you can ask me to do whatever you want."

Xu Zehao frowned, pursed his lips tightly, and his chest rose and fell violently. He tried his best to suppress his emotions. He didn't expect that she, who had always been proud and stubborn, would be so humble as to kneel down in order to leave him.

"I will return the house to you and move out as soon as possible. I will also return the money... the money to you, as well as the jewelry you gave me. If you think it's not enough, I can also slowly pay back the medical expenses my mother has spent in the past few years..."

Xu Zehao turned around suddenly, and the anger in his chest burst out.

The next moment, Zhou Yian's wrist was grabbed tightly by him and pulled towards him with great force. The force was so strong and fast that Zhou Yian's body leaned forward uncontrollably. She raised her head and his angry face occupied her entire sight.

"Zhou Yian, that's enough. You are now capable and powerful, and you are using your own nobleness to belittle my feelings. You can pay me back just like you want? After three years of love, what can you give me in return?"

"Kneel down and beg me? Oh, have you forgotten that three years ago, you didn't kneel down like this to save your mother? In order to leave me, you can actually do this. I underestimated you."

He gritted his teeth and scolded softly, the thin blade in his eyes could kill people.

Zhou Yian looked at his angry and gloomy face, and suddenly felt timid and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

She avoided his gaze and was at a loss for a moment.

Xu Zehao warned sternly: "I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible. Don't even think about it."

Zhou Yian couldn't hold it in any longer and growled heartbreakingly, "Xu Zehao, you have a lot of money. As long as you want, you can have a lot of women. Why me? Why does it have to be me?"

Xu Zehao sneered.

"Why does it have to be you? If I could, I wouldn't choose you either, but there's nothing I can do. I just can't bear to part with you. I've never failed to get what I want. Don't try to challenge my bottom line. You can end it if you want, but I'm tired of it."

Zhou Yian looked at Xu Zehao and suddenly felt that she didn't understand him at all. He became extremely unfamiliar in front of her. This man was so paranoid and domineering that even feelings, which were obviously a matter between two people, had to be based on his wishes. The decision-making power would always be in his hands.

She was powerless to struggle, and asked in a desperate voice: "Xu Zehao, if it was you who was leaving today, and it was me who really fell in love, would you still leave even if I knelt here and begged you not to leave?"

Xu Zehao was stunned for a moment. He slowly let go of her hand, stood up straight, and looked calm and composed. He looked down at her condescendingly, exuding a noble and cold temperament, like a king high above.

"An An, there is no if, and I will not answer such hypothetical questions. I warn you, I have the ability to pull you up, but I also have the ability to step on you."

Zhou Yian collapsed and screamed, "Xu Zehao, do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you have money?"

"You'll know if I can do whatever I want if you try." He looked at her sinisterly. The warmth and love of the past were gone, and the two of them were at loggerheads.

Suddenly, a sharp tearing pain spread from his head to his whole body. Zhou Yian bent down and covered his face with his hands. His facial features were distorted in pain and he gasped.

"Ah..." The voice was painful and sad, which was frightening.

Xu Zehao looked at her coldly, mistakenly thinking that she just couldn't accept the fact and was in so much pain that she was venting her dissatisfaction through wailing.

"Calm down. Maybe when you think it through, you won't think about leaving anymore." His tone was cold and without any warmth. After saying this, he turned and left.

The door of the room opened and closed, and in the quiet room, the only sounds left were Zhou Yian's painful groans and heavy breathing.

The headache instantly spread to every part of her body. She covered her head with her hands in agony and rolled on the floor in pain.

Her palm-sized face was so pale that it was bloodless, and her body was crawling weakly on the floor. She moved slowly and clumsily towards the head of the bed, and it took her a lot of effort to grope for the medicine bottle hidden in the bedside table.

His movements were quick and messy, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

White pills were scattered on the ground. She lay on the ground in panic, picked up two pills at random and stuffed them into her mouth. She moved her throat slightly and swallowed them with difficulty, with a painful look on her face.

After taking the medicine, the pain did not dissipate immediately. Instead, it came over her in waves like a tide. She curled up in a strange posture, biting her lower lip tightly, trying to restrain herself from moaning in pain.

In the dim study, the faint firelight flickered, drawing a graceful arc in the air. Xu Zehao closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about, and a long sigh came out along with the smoke.

When he returned to the bedroom, Zhou Yian was already lying quietly on the bed, his eyes closed and his breathing even. There was a weak and morbid beauty on his fair and handsome face, which made people couldn't help but feel pity for him.

Xu Zehao squatted at the head of the bed and looked at her quietly. He reached out and touched her cheek. She was sleeping very soundly and did not react at all.

"Why do you want to leave..." His voice was low and hoarse, with a strong sense of vicissitudes.

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