Quick Wear: The host is a jerk again and runs away

Chapter 426: Revenge of the Republic of China 14

"Okay, I used to call you Brother Beichen, but now I just call you Xiao Beichen." He sneered, his tone full of coldness, "Shu Wan, you have to understand."

"I want to be your husband, never your brother."

Xue Yi was frightened by his look and tone, and she trembled all over. She tried to break free from his restraints, but he held her firmly in place.

However, Xiao Beichen showed no signs of relaxing. He continued to clamp her tightly, with no space between them. The man's eyes were gloomy and he almost crushed her.

"Don't ever think of leaving me in this life."

"No matter where you are in Xicheng, the one you are climbing up to is Fu Wanyi or Fu Xicheng."

"I'll let you know, Shuwan, I'm your husband."

"You are mine, Zhang Shuwan."

"You have been mine since ten years ago..."

The car body was shaking, but it was not conspicuous in the night. The people around seemed to have been evacuated. The guards blocked the surroundings, an order given by their young marshal himself.

However, they probably didn't know that their most beloved young lady was currently being pressed down in the car by the young marshal, crying inconsolably.

……

Under Xiao Beichen's fierce attack, Xue Yi finally couldn't hold on and fainted from exhaustion.

He looked at her pale and tired face and felt distressed.

The surging anger gradually faded away, and he carefully laid her flat on the seat, took out a towel from the car, and gently wiped her body.

Xue Yi lay quietly in his arms, her long hair scattered on his chest, carrying her own fragrance.

Xiao Beichen stared at her, his eyes flashing with complex emotions, including anger, love, and reluctance.

He stroked her cheek gently, his heart filled with guilt and self-blame.

Xiao Beichen knew that his behavior just now was too extreme and intense, but he couldn't control his emotions.

He loved her deeply and naturally could not tolerate her indifference and alienation towards him.

What family affection?

After ten years of companionship, the affection between them is known to everyone and it is no longer just family affection.

He had already regarded Shuwan as his fiancée, and the whole North City knew that the two of them had been childhood sweethearts, and it was a beautiful story.

But now, she just went to West City for a few days, and when she came back she wanted to draw a clear line with him.

Absolutely not.

The man pulled his clothes on, took out a blanket and carefully wrapped her up, then opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat.

The driver was chased away by him, and he was really angry just now, so...

Xiao Beichen touched the corner of his lip where Xue Yi had bitten him, and lowered his eyes in deep thought.

He and Shuwan had made everything clear.

what can we do about it?

Shuwan, I will never let you go.

In this life, she can only stay by his side and be his wife.

The car started and drove slowly in the night towards the Young Marshal's Mansion.

The Young Marshal's Mansion was newly built by Xiao Beichen. It covers a large area and its decoration is the most fashionable at the moment.

It was the new house he prepared for when he married her in the future.

That would have been their new home.

He wanted to take her there again on their wedding day to give Shuwan a surprise.

But now...

Whatever, what is coming will come, and he can only let it be.

Xiao Beichen didn't notice that the woman in the back seat quietly opened her eyes where he couldn't see, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

After a good sleep, my favorability increased by ten.

In the previous three months, the favorability level also increased by ten.

Now, Xiao Beichen's total favorability towards her has reached 100, and he only needs the last points to reach . Then she can kick the man away completely, concentrate on pestering Fu Xicheng, and plan how to win the heart of the President.

To be honest, it doesn't matter to a man who is at the top of power.

But it is most important to a man who has been alone for many years and has no one to talk to.