Mou Rui put away his teasing expression, and his face gradually turned worried.
After a moment, as if thinking of something, he curved his lips slightly and made a phone call.
More than ten minutes later, Yan Xia rushed over in a hurry. When she received Mou Rui's call, she was already about to rest in the mansion. Mou Rui said that Lu Qianzhou was in a very bad state and hoped that she could come to see him and comfort him. Without a second thought, she refused.
Then Mou Rui sent her a photo of the situation in the study. The messy study clearly showed that Lu Qianzhou had just vented his emotions and was definitely in a bad state.
Naturally, she recalled Lu Qianzhou's state during the New Year. Mou Rui had said that if his illness flared up, he might hurt himself or those around him. Thinking of the photo Mou Rui had just sent, a string in her heart tightened.
She really still cared about him and worried about him.
Even though she was angry with him and said that she wouldn't forgive him unless he came clean, she still came without hesitation.
She arrived in a hurry, still carrying the chill of the light rain on her body.
It had been raining continuously recently with almost no break, and the temperature had been very low. She didn't like rainy days very much. It always felt like the weather was just like a melancholy mood, damp and gloomy.
When she got out of the car, there was actually someone holding an umbrella waiting beside the car door. She looked up and saw Mou Rui looking at her seriously.
"Miss Cheng, you still came after all."
Yan Xia glanced in the direction of the villa. The whole villa was brightly lit.
"You just told me that his current state of anxiety is because of me?"
Mou Rui said, "The one who tied the bell must untie it. Only when you come can he calm down. To be honest, Miss Cheng, actually Qianzhou has a very soft heart. If you have any grievances or emotions, it's best to speak them out directly in front of him. I think if he saw your tears, he would probably soften his heart."
The premise was, for what reason he had become so hard - hearted and for what reason he would soften.
"I have to rely on you as an intermediary to convey things between him and me. He must trust you very much," Yan Xia lowered her eyes and watched the raindrops drip from the edge of his umbrella. "Since you know the reason for our quarrel, you should understand that this involves my principles. It's not an ordinary quarrel."
Mou Rui hesitated to speak. He wanted to say that even if Lu Qianzhou had really done something, he would try his best to avoid hurting her, but then he thought this statement was inappropriate.
"I really shouldn't get involved in your matters, but..."
He wanted to say that Yan Xia had never experienced Lu Qianzhou's pain, but he couldn't say it. That guy was always like that. He never complained or said anything, but just did things silently, both in public and private.
"Forget it," he just shook his head with a smile in the end. "Go ahead. He's locked himself in the room now. Seeing you, his state should improve a lot."
At this stage, Lu Qianzhou was in a dilemma and couldn't make up his mind. And Cheng Yanxia was the cure for him.
Yan Xia went straight to the second floor, outside Lu Qianzhou's bedroom. The villa had floor - heating and was very warm. She took off her coat but still felt hot, so she took off another layer and was left with only the knitted sweater inside.
Yan Xia pressed her ear against Lu Qianzhou's bedroom door to listen for any movement inside. But it was completely quiet. She guessed that Lu Qianzhou might be in a still state or hiding outside on the balcony.
They were still in a cold - war state. She wondered if the atmosphere would be very strange when she went in.
After a moment of mental struggle, she reached out and pushed open the door. But her movements were gentle and slow. Even the action of slowly pushing the door open was restrained.
As soon as she stepped into the room with one foot, Lu Qianzhou's impatient voice came over: "Get out!"
Yan Xia followed the voice and found where Lu Qianzhou was. He was sitting on the carpet in front of the coffee table, his back against the sofa, his long legs slightly bent, with a cigarette between his fingers. There was a faint smell of tobacco in the room. Lu Qianzhou hadn't turned on the light. Only a thin layer of moonlight shone in through the window.
She let out a long breath and asked in a controlled voice, "Are you sure you want me to get out?"
Only then did Lu Qianzhou look up. His eyes were bright, full of disbelief.
"Mou Rui said that I've been pushing you too hard, making you unable to sleep well at night, anxious and nervous," Yan Xia said as she lifted her leg and walked closer to him. "But actually we both know that's not the case, Third Brother. From beginning to end, I haven't done anything wrong to you, right?"
She never owed him anything.
Getting closer, she could see Lu Qianzhou's state more clearly. The ashtray on the coffee table was filled with cigarette butts. He looked very decadent now.
Yan Xia squatted in front of him and then sat down on the carpet beside him.
"What on earth is wrong with you?" Yan Xia stared straight ahead.
From the moment she entered the room, Lu Qianzhou's eyes had been fixed on her and hadn't moved away. Now he naturally turned his head and looked at her.
Yan Xia said, "If you find it difficult, you can directly cancel the engagement banquet and the wedding. Just cut off all relations with me. Anyway, the identity of Cheng Yanxia has nothing to do with you. As long as you give up on me, you can boldly do what you want."
Lu Qianzhou suppressed his voice and said in a low tone, "I give up on you, and then you'll go to Fang Jiangyi, right?"
Yan Xia knew that this guy was being stubborn again. Her anger had already faded, and she had no mood to argue with him.
"If you really decide to give up on me, in the future I may be with anyone, but that person will definitely not be you or Fang Jiangyi."
With a crack, Yan Xia heard the sound of glass breaking.
She looked back in confusion. Lu Qianzhou lowered his eyes and stared at her, his gaze fierce.
Her eyes moved to his hand, and only then did she notice that Lu Qianzhou had been holding a red - wine glass in his other hand. Maybe her words just now had stimulated him. The broken glass in his hand had cut his hand. She didn't know how deep the glass had penetrated. Blood was dripping down onto the white carpet.
"Are you crazy!" Yan Xia exclaimed.
She got up to look for the first - aid kit, but was pulled back by Lu Qianzhou with his intact hand. There was a moment of dizziness, and she was directly pressed onto the carpet. He leaned over and kissed her suddenly and fiercely.
It wasn't a kiss at all. It was more like a bite. He used a lot of force on his lips, sucking her lips until they were congested. It hurt so much that tears welled up in her eyes.
It was like a sudden storm, with complex emotions like anger and pity all mixed in.
Yan Xia widened her eyes, but in the end she didn't push him away.
If this could calm his emotions, make him calm down and stop hurting himself, then she would bear the pain.
Finally, he gasped and stopped with his lips on her neck.
"Cheng Yanxia, don't even think about it. You'll never be able to escape from my grasp in this lifetime."
Yan Xia said, "If you really plan to keep it a secret from me for the rest of your life, then just give it a try and see if I can escape from your grasp."
She would leave him in the most heartless way and never look back.
Lu Qianzhou frowned slightly and got up a bit to look at her face, which was so close.
He had a lot of things he wanted to say to her. He wanted to say that she had won, and he wanted to say sorry.