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The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and shadows gradually enveloped the entire living room.

Jiang Xiyan responded indifferently, with his hands in his pockets, looking at Xia Qingcheng indifferently, as if he was looking at a stranger. "That's your own choice, it has nothing to do with me." His tone was cold, without a trace of emotion, and his foot kicked a small mat on the ground casually, and the mat was kicked aside. The air in the living room seemed to freeze, making people feel suffocated.

Xia Qingcheng bit her lips, her body trembling slightly, her lips were bitten to the point of losing color. "Jiang Xiyan, I love you so much, why don't you love me? Why?" Her tears burst out again, streaking across her pale cheeks. She reached out to take the tissue on the table, but looked a little embarrassed because she couldn't reach it. The wall clock was ticking, and the sound was particularly clear in this silent space, and every sound seemed to knock on her heart.

"Love?" Jiang Xiyan laughed disdainfully as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world. He walked slowly to the window of the living room, and every step was like a heavy drumbeat, beating Xia Qingcheng's heart. He turned his back to Xia Qingcheng and looked at the scenery outside the window. The sunlight shone on him through the window, but it could not warm his heart that had already been as cold as iron. The birds outside the window chirped happily on the branches, as if laughing at the tense atmosphere in the house.

Xia Qingcheng stared at Jiang Xiyan with eyes wide open, looking at him in disbelief, as if the man in front of her was a complete stranger. "I deserve this? I've done so much for you, even lost my ability to walk for you, and you treat me like this?" Her voice was filled with despair and anger, tears welled up in her eyes again, rolling down like beads from a broken string. Her body was shaky, as if she would fall down at any moment.

Jiang Xiyan's handsome face seemed to be covered with frost, and he responded coldly: "That was entirely your own choice. It has nothing to do with me." His voice seemed to come from the bottom of a deep cold pond, without a trace of warmth, which made people shudder. His fingers gently tapped the windowsill, making a rhythmic "da da" sound, as if he was keeping the beat for this cruel conversation.

"It's because of you! You made me so depressed that I encountered this terrible car accident in a trance. Don't you feel guilty at all?" Xia Qingcheng shouted at the top of her lungs, tears pouring out like a flood. Her beautiful eyes were now drowned in sadness, and crystal tears kept sliding down her cheeks, dripping onto the ground, splashing heart-breaking tears. The tears on the ground gathered into a small pool, reflecting her desperate face.

"So the fact that I haven't divorced you now is already the greatest gift to you!" Jiang Xiyan's cold and ruthless words, like a sharp blade, pierced straight into Xia Qingcheng's heart.

His eyes were cold and indifferent, as if the woman he once loved was now just an insignificant stranger. He turned and walked to the sofa in the living room, sat down, crossed his legs, and acted as if he didn't care.

"What a great gift..." After hearing these words, Xia Qingcheng's tears instantly burst out. Her body collapsed to the ground weakly, and her hands stretched out helplessly in the direction of Jiang Xiyan, as if making her last struggle.

At this moment, the air in the living room seemed to have solidified, with only Xia Qingcheng's suppressed crying and Jiang Xiyan's indifferent words interweaving in the air. The chandelier in the living room emitted a dim light, shining on this scene full of sadness and anger, which looked particularly desolate. Shen Jingyan watched their quarrel from the side, with mixed feelings in her heart. She was chilled by Jiang Xiyan's ruthlessness and had some sympathy for Xia Qingcheng's experience, but she was more concerned about how to get out of this predicament. She quietly took a step back, trying to find an opportunity to escape from this place. Her eyes looked at the door from time to time, as if that was her only hope.

Jiang Xiyan seemed to have noticed Shen Jingyan's little move. He turned his head suddenly and stared at Shen Jingyan, as if he wanted to eat her alive. "What do you want to do? Don't think about running away, you can't escape." Shen Jingyan was frightened by his eyes, her body trembled involuntarily, and her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. But she still looked back at Jiang Xiyan stubbornly: "Jiang Xiyan, you can't imprison me like this, it's illegal." Although her voice was trembling, it revealed a firmness.

Jiang Xiyan raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth: "Is it illegal? I have the final say here. Shen Jingyan, just stay here obediently." After that, he strode towards Shen Jingyan and grabbed her arm. He was so strong that a red handprint instantly appeared on Shen Jingyan's arm.

He dragged her upstairs. Shen Jingyan struggled desperately, shouting, "Let me go, Jiang Xiyan, you lunatic!" But Jiang Xiyan ignored her resistance, dragged her into a room, and then slammed the door. Shen Jingyan looked at the closed door, her heart filled with fear and despair.

The room was simple and deserted, with a bed, a wardrobe and a table, which seemed particularly depressing. She couldn't understand why Jiang Xiyan had become like this?

A few days later, the sun was shining brightly. The flowers in the garden outside the villa were vying for beauty. Some were red like fire, some were pink like clouds, and some were white like snow. The breeze blew gently, bringing bursts of floral fragrance. Butterflies danced among the flowers, as if performing a beautiful dance. However, the atmosphere in the villa was so oppressive that it was suffocating.

The doorbell suddenly rang, breaking the silence. Jiang Xiyan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, frowning with annoyance, then stood up and walked to open the door with heavy steps. After the door opened, a man in a suit stood at the door, staring at Jiang Xiyan sharply, as if he wanted to see through him. He held a black briefcase in his hand, and the metal buckle on the briefcase flashed a cold light in the sun.

"Who are you?" Jiang Xiyan frowned, his eyes full of vigilance, like a beast ready to attack. At the same time, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were like a hawk, carefully looking up and down at the strange man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

After hearing Jiang Xiyan's question, the man first smiled coldly, and the laughter sounded like the cry of a night owl, which made people shudder. Then, he raised the corners of his mouth, drawing an arc with obvious sarcasm, and slowly said: "I am Xia Qingcheng's lawyer. Today I come to discuss with you the rights and interests of Ms. Xia Qingcheng." His voice was low and powerful, with an unquestionable momentum.

Jiang Xiyan's already gloomy face darkened even more when he heard this, like the dense dark clouds before a storm, which made it almost impossible to breathe. He clenched his teeth tightly and squeezed out a cold word from between his teeth: "What rights does she have? Humph! Doesn't she know what she did?" After saying this, Jiang Xiyan's hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and his knuckles turned white due to excessive force.

The lawyer ignored Jiang Xiyan's bad attitude and walked into the house with his leather shoes making a "tapping" sound on the smooth floor. He came to Xia Qingcheng and said softly, "Miss Xia, don't worry, I will fight for your rights." His eyes were gentle and firm, which brought a glimmer of hope to Xia Qingcheng.

Xia Qingcheng seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes. She grasped the lawyer's arm tightly, her fingers turning white from the force, and said, "Please, you must help me." Her voice was full of pleading, and her body leaned forward slightly, as if she had placed all her hopes on the lawyer.

The lawyer turned his head and looked at Jiang Xiyan with a serious expression and determination in his eyes. He said, "Mr. Jiang, your behavior towards Miss Xia has constituted mental harm and abuse. If you do not change your attitude, we will take legal measures." His tone was serious and solemn, as if he was reading a verdict.

Jiang Xiyan snorted disdainfully, folded his hands over his chest, leaned back slightly, and said, "It's up to you, I'm not afraid." There was a sarcastic smile on his face, as if he was mocking the lawyer's overestimation of his own abilities.

Shen Jingyan stood aside, watching the situation become more and more chaotic, her heart filled with helplessness and fear. Her hands unconsciously clenched, her brows furrowed, not knowing how this farce would end, nor how she could get out of this predicament. She looked at Jiang Xiyan, her eyes full of despair, and said, "Jiang Xiyan, how far are you going to push us before you give up?" Her voice trembled a little, and her body trembled slightly.

Jiang Xiyan still looked at her stubbornly with a firm gaze, as if nothing could shake his determination, and said: "I said, I won't let you leave me, no matter what the cost." There was a crazy persistence in his eyes that made people shudder.

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang again, and the sound was particularly harsh in the quiet villa. Jiang Xiyan frowned impatiently again, muttering "It's endless", and went to open the door again. After the door opened, the man in a suit stood at the door, still looking at Jiang Xiyan sharply, but this time with a little more anger. His breathing was a little rapid, as if he came in a hurry.

"What are you doing here again?" Jiang Xiyan asked vigilantly and with a hint of annoyance. His voice rose a few degrees and the blue veins on his forehead bulged slightly.

The man sneered, took a step forward and said, "Mr. Jiang, I think we need to have a good talk about Miss Xia's rights. You can't treat the law so lightly." There was a hint of anger in his voice and his eyes revealed firm determination.