He broke his vows for her, and a tycoon descended to earth for love.

Chapter 159 She Bleeding

What does that expression on her face mean?

Her brows were furrowed, her face contorted in pain. Was it really that hard for her to bear his touch?

Jiang Yan's gaze darkened further, filled with resentment, anger, and intense lust. He suddenly grabbed Cheng Siyi's moving hands and pressed them together above her head.

Perhaps the movement was too forceful and bumped her wrist, leaving a faint bright red mark. Siyi instinctively opened her mouth and cried out in pain.

Siyi glared at Jiang Yanhui with red eyes, almost with resentment.

That look...

The look in his eyes made it seem as if he were a heinous bastard, nothing to her but a rapist who was forcing her to commit the crime.

This feeling was like a whip dipped in salt water, lashing his already taut heart mercilessly. His heart was cracking open, and blood was gushing out, but only he could feel it...

Jiang Yan was driven to a frenzy by that look. The rage in his chest almost consumed all his reason. He uncontrollably reached out and grabbed her neck. "Ye Siyi, you're not allowed to look at me like that again. If you're smart enough, don't go looking for trouble, you hear me? Damn it!"

Siyi didn't say a word, she just glared at him fiercely.

That look in his eyes was as cold as the sharpest weapon in the world, leaving no one able to hide.

He was gripping her throat, making it hard for her to breathe. He was also occupying her body, as if she had been split in two.

She felt terrible. She had made love to him so many times, but never like this. It was like being in hell, a living hell.

But she wouldn't give him a friendly look; she would absolutely not compromise!

Jiang Yan was somewhat annoyed.

She wasn't some stunning beauty, and she wasn't gentle or obedient.

She still makes him angry all the time, but he just can't let her go.

At this moment, Jiang Yanhui hated Siyi beneath her, and she also hated herself.

Siyi felt like a fish on a chopping board, and the man on top of her was a butcher, wielding a knife and hacking at her body piece by piece. She was in unbearable pain, and in the end, she couldn't take it anymore, and tears streamed down her face.

Jiang Yanhui naturally saw her tears, and he only felt annoyed.

At this moment, all that anger can be vented.

Not wanting to see her eyes, which were cold to the point of being cruel, he reached out and covered her face. But when his hand touched her cheek, there were still wet tears, reminding him that he was the one who made her cry.

She was such a strong-willed person; she would never easily shed a tear in front of herself.

But now she's crying...

He knew he couldn't look her in the eye, and stiffly moved his hand away.

Why can't she be a little more obedient?

What the hell is she thinking?

She has always been his woman, Jiang Yan Hui's woman. Why is this woman so deserving of death?

If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!

If pain can make her remember him, then he doesn't mind making her feel pain at all.

The room was dimly lit, and both of them remained silent.

Siyi was in so much pain that even her breathing became weak, let alone struggling. She felt like a broken doll.

He slowly reached out and lifted the faint color to examine it closely.

It looks like...blood.

Jiang Yan was truly determined to torment her.

So that she would know what the consequences would be if she angered her.

But even now, he still couldn't bear to see her like this.

Siyi felt as if she had died once.

Although he eventually let her go, she still felt pain, so much so that even breathing felt like she had walked through hell.

He lay on the bed numbly for a while before slowly stretching out his right hand, which was bound and somewhat numb, and pulling the blanket over himself.

Finally, upon hearing the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, Siyi knew that he was taking a shower.

She gritted her teeth and wiped away the tears on her face. She didn't want to stay here for another second. She still had to go to the hospital to see her father. She couldn't waste any more time here.

Her hand had just touched the doorknob when she heard the sliding door nearby swish open. Her heart skipped a beat; she knew it was him. Instinctively, she forcefully turned the doorknob and stepped out of the bedroom. She heard hurried, chaotic footsteps behind her; she knew Jiang Yan must be chasing after her. She practically stumbled and staggered towards the door, as if pursued by some wolves or tigers, but in the end, she couldn't escape.

At the apartment's main entrance, Siyi felt a sudden tightening around her waist as a pair of large, wet hands suddenly appeared, forcefully turning her around and pinning her against the wall in the entryway.

Siyi's vision blurred, and she saw Jiang Yanhui's magnified handsome face.

It's just completely different. When he used to imprison her in this position before, he exuded a charming and domineering aura that didn't make her feel scared. But now, he's all coldness, which only makes her feel afraid.

The black hair was still wet, and droplets fell onto her chest, as if trying to seep into her heart, making her hands and feet icy cold.

"where are you going?"

Jiang Yan, wearing only a bath towel around her waist, gripped her hand and asked in a dark voice, "Did I say you could leave?"

Siyi bit her lip, forcing herself to calm down. When she spoke, her tone was surprisingly calm, "Where I go is none of your business. You've already finished what you were doing, why can't I leave?"

Jiang Yan Hui truly hated her nonchalant attitude; now, when she spoke to her, she seemed to have lost all emotion.

She seemed completely unconcerned, and recalling what he had just done to her, he became even more agitated.

He was both angry and annoyed, so he reached out and grabbed her chin, forcing her to raise her head, and said, word by word, "Sisi, I'm telling you this for the last time, don't provoke me like this again, understand?"

"Young Master Yan, I'd like to say this one last time."

Siyi felt utterly exhausted, her voice weak and feeble. "Stop torturing me. Let me go."

Upon hearing the word "torture," Jiang Yan's smile grew even colder, yet it seemed as if she were mocking herself. "Torture? Do you think I'm torturing you?"

"what on earth do you want?"

Siyi didn't want to waste any more words with him. She knew that no matter how much she said, it wouldn't make things clear. She could only cut to the chase. "Young Master Yan, let's get this straight. If you really saved my father, I would be grateful to you. But you just said it casually. Why should I believe you? I need to go to the hospital to see my father now. Isn't it going too far to stop me?"

"Is it."

These words seemed to elicit a soft chuckle from him. "I, Jiang Yan, never speak carelessly. If I say your father is alright, then he definitely will be alright. You don't believe me, huh?"

Siyi was truly exhausted, but she also knew that since this man was blocking her way, she couldn't leave.

She didn't want to get entangled with him anymore, but she was more worried about Ye Xiongming at the hospital. She could only suppress all the grievances in her heart and said slowly but firmly, "Jiang Yanhui, stop talking nonsense. I'm going to the hospital to see my father now."