The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

Nie Zheng was a little confused for a moment, and then he realized that he had taken the conversation between the two people inside the wall seriously.

"Who, who said that?" She laughed awkwardly twice, "Brother, how can you be old?"

This tone of coaxing a child made Chong Jianzhi even angrier. He grabbed her hands and crossed her slender wrists and pressed them against the wall.

"Nie Zheng."

"Um……"

"Nie Zheng."

"Ok?"

"Nie Zheng."

"Brother, don't be like this, I'm a little bit—"

Before Nie Zheng could finish her words, he blocked her mouth.

The dim lights in the room were turned off, and the two could not see each other's expressions clearly. When vision is deprived, other senses will be infinitely magnified, becoming extremely sensitive, and even seeing enemies everywhere.

On the other side of the wall, Chong Yixing and Chong Jiansen, father and son, had not left yet. I could still hear their sporadic conversation, but the content was not clear.

The birthday banquet was coming to an end, and some guests who did not want to go home in formal attire came to the lounge to change into casual clothes.

The footsteps outside the door came closer and farther, then farther and farther away.

Nie Zheng seemed to be able to hear the sound of her own heartbeat at this moment. She was afraid that someone would unexpectedly interrupt the ambiguous atmosphere between them.

No, it's not ambiguous. It's charming, intimate, and like the entanglement between lovers.

Chong Jianzhi's hot palm touched Nie Zheng's cold neck, and the difference between hot and cold was like an electric shock.

Nie Zheng couldn't help but shiver, and Chong Jianzhi continued to kiss her. Nie Zheng dodged the first time, but their lips were so close that it seemed as if they were off track. The distance was so close that even breathing became a touch, and the temperature did not dissipate.

Nie Zheng dodged again the second time. The noise of guests coming and going outside the door was so noisy that it was like another banquet hall. Chong Jianzhi felt itchy and painful in his heart. He had already put one hand on his trouser pocket, wanting to take out a cigarette and smoke it. He couldn't bear the urge.

The third time, this is the third time. His kiss was like a long-brewing rainstorm, the sky was cloudy for a long time, and the clouds and fog did not disperse. The rainstorm was like a sneeze in his throat. The kiss was satisfying.

Nie Zheng did not hide anymore, and she could not hide at all. Chong Jianzhi's hands were like shackles. The kiss was frantic and mixed with unbearable desire, which was ignited like a fuse in the somewhat damp room. She tilted her head back and was forced to endure it, but her hands unconsciously wrapped around Chong Jianzhi's neck like vines.

After changing into slippers, it was not so convenient to kiss. Chong gradually realized that he was too tall, so he bent down and held Nie Zheng tightly in his arms. Nie Zheng tilted her head back, and was kissed until she had no strength left. She slid down the wall little by little, and was lifted by his waist and pressed against the wall.

There was a constant stream of people outside the door, and heavy breathing could be heard in the room. The zipper on the back of Nie Zheng's dress had been unzipped to her waist, and Chong Jianzhi had two buttons missing from his shirt.

It was a complete mess. It felt like the world was spinning in a circle and I was dizzy.

It took a long time before he calmed down. Chong Jianzhi pressed his forehead against hers, and the words of confession in his heart had piled up into hills.

"Nie Zheng, I——"

The phone rang.

Chong Jianzhi didn't care at first. He had something brewing in his mind for a long time that he wanted to say to Nie Zheng. He would not feel relieved until he said it.

"Nie Zheng, actually I——"

The phone is still vibrating.

"Why don't you answer the phone first..."

Nie Zheng straightened her messy hair and suggested in a low voice.

That phone call was like a bomb, completely detonating Chong Jianzhi's life.

The call was from the hospital.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Chong? I am Miss Qiao Xing's attending physician."

Chong Jianzhi frowned, looking a little nervous: "What's going on?"

"Ms. Qiao Xing was found to have committed suicide by slitting her wrists in her apartment where she lived alone."

With a bang, thunder suddenly sounded outside the window. Was it raining? He subconsciously looked out the window, but found that it was calm outside, without thunder and lightning, let alone rain. She was just hallucinating.

"suicide……"

"Don't you know?" The doctor's tone sounded somewhat questioning, "Ms. Qiao Xing was diagnosed with severe depression two months ago, and she has obvious suicidal tendencies."

Chong Jianzhi was stunned. Everything Qiao Xing had done at home in the past few days suddenly flooded into his mind.

She would cry for no reason, her temper became more and more violent, and she would even engage in inexplicable self-harming behavior...

It turns out that these irrational behaviors were all because...she was sick and had depression.

"Mr. Chong, Mr. Chong?"

Chong Jianzhi recalled what Qiao Xing said to him the last time he saw her. She said she would make him regret it.

"If it's convenient for you, please come to the hospital as soon as possible. Miss Qiao Xing has just been rescued and her condition is very unstable now."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Nie Zheng, who was now bewildered. He suddenly couldn't utter a single word of the words he had prepared countless times in his mind.

He realized this was not a good time.

"What happened, bro?"

Chong Jianzhi didn't tell her the truth, but said that his company had an urgent matter and asked Richard to take her back. Then he left the lounge.

hospital.

When they arrived, Qiao Xing had just woken up from a coma. He was wearing a hospital gown, with thick gauze wrapped around his wrists, and he looked like he had lost all hope in life.

The moment she saw Chong Jianzhi, Qiao Xing finally felt the pleasure of revenge. She had to continue doing this. Once the idea came to her, she couldn't stop. She used all her strength to pull the needle that was embedded in the blood vessel out of her hand.

The wound that had already been sutured began to bleed slowly from the gauze due to her violent movements.

"Qiao Xing! Calm down!"

Chong Jianzhi and several nurses worked together to hold Qiao Xing down. Qiao Xing, who was already very weak, struggled like a gnat trying to shake a tree.

The doctor gave her an injection of sedative. During the tens of seconds of waiting for the drug to take effect, Chong Jianzhi held Qiao Xing tightly, fearing that she would do something stupid again.

"Chong Jianzhi...you owe me..."

In a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, Qiao Xing kept uttering these words, which made him, who was always calm, lose his composure.

Finally, Qiao Xing fell asleep.

The door of the ward was opened again, and Chong Jianzhi saw someone he didn't want to see: Qiao Li.

The other person walked to the bed and looked at his weak sister. He didn't expect that Qiao Xing had suffered so much when she was in a coma after the car accident.

Qiao Li couldn't understand why loving someone would cause him to suffer so much and endure so many grievances. He didn't understand why Qiao Xing loved Chong Jianzhi so much.

The more he thought about it, the angrier Qiao Li became. At the birthday party that just ended, it was this person who snatched away his "fiancée", and now it was this person who deeply hurt his sister.

"Come out for a moment."

Qiao Li said coldly to Chong Jianzhi.

He hesitated a little, but still followed Qiao Li out of the ward.