Chapter 32: The Struggle of a Cornered Beast

Qi Shifeng squinted his eyes slightly and grabbed her chin.

His pair of eyes were bottomless, showing no emotion at all.

Xu Tingyu met his gaze.

Their eyes locked. Suddenly, he moved.

He grabbed her waist and pushed her against the low cabinet.

She wasn't wearing any makeup today, so the faint flush on her cheeks caused by anger was quite noticeable.

Those beautiful eyes stared right at him.

They should have been filled with anger, but instead, they were veiled with a hazy mist, making her look anything but imposing.

It only made one want to bully her more.

Qi Shifeng's lips quickly moved to her neck, his strong masculine aura mingling with the refreshing scent of cedar.

He whispered in her ear, but his words were still cold and full of implications.

"Divorce?"

"What, not pretending to be good anymore? Now you're trying hard - to - get?"

Xu Tingyu's waist hit the edge of the cabinet, causing a dull pain.

But it was nothing compared to the pain in her heart.

Experiencing his cruelty once again, she finally understood that the rumors about his heartlessness were true.

Of course, he didn't care about her love at all. He regarded it as a scourge.

Nor did he care that she knew he had met her father. He was even too lazy to come up with a lie to deceive her.

His total disregard for her translated into arrogance and disdain in front of her.

It stabbed her until she was covered in wounds.

It wasn't that he didn't know how to love. He just only cared about Xie Yu's feelings.

He wouldn't even let her suffer the slightest bit of grievance on the Internet.

Xu Tingyu's inner world collapsed into ruins.

She sat on those ruins, frowned slightly, and tilted her head up a bit, forcing back the wetness in her eyes.

"Qi Shifeng, there's no hard - to - get. As soon as dawn breaks, I'll go with you to get the divorce certificate."

"However, I won't quit the show. If Miss Xie is scared, she can retire from the entertainment industry and become the second young mistress of the Qi family."

The hand hanging by her side dug deeply into her palm, forcing herself to calm down.

The wedding had been a mess. At least when it came to divorce, she couldn't cry and whine.

She had her own pride.

After saying that, without even looking at the other person, she struggled again, trying to get away from him.

She was really in a mess today.

She needed to calm down and sort out all this information.

But her struggle didn't go as planned. Instead, it further ignited the other person's anger.

Qi Shifeng rarely showed a gloomy face. He grabbed her resisting hand and pinned her down with no room for resistance.

"No hard - to - get. Then someone must have promised you some sweet deal."

"Let me guess. Something that makes you more eager than the status of the second young mistress of the Qi family..."

"Xu Tingyu, are you being too naive? Do you think that after the divorce, you can remarry into the family openly?"

"Or is it that as long as it's him, you don't care at all and it's okay to have an improper relationship?"

The angrier he got, the more he could hold back his emotions.

But with each word he said, the hand on Xu Tingyu's waist tightened a bit more.

The two were very close, their breaths intertwined, looking extremely intimate.

Xu Tingyu couldn't hold back like him.

The surge of anger made her breathing chaotic. Her chest heaved violently, and her tense body was almost about to break in the man's arms.

She couldn't hear what he was saying. All she wanted was to get away from him.

Unable to struggle free, she bit down on his neck.

Like a little beast driven to the extreme of anger, she trembled all over and let out a muffled roar.

Qi Shifeng felt the pain but didn't struggle. Instead, he laughed out of extreme anger and became even more rough with her.

He took one hand off her and grabbed a bottle of whiskey from the nearby shelf. He unscrewed the cap, took a sip.

Xu Tingyu was so angry that she didn't control the force of her bite. By now, she could taste the metallic flavor of blood in her mouth.

Qi Shifeng grabbed her chin and forced her to let go.

There were still bright red blood beads on her charming lips.

Qi Shifeng didn't wipe them off. He just lowered his head and kissed her.

The spicy liquor was passed into her mouth, and she was forced to swallow it.

Those clear and beautiful eyes were reddened from the force, and tears kept rolling down from the corners.

Qi Shifeng took another sip and kissed her again.

She refused to submit and wouldn't obey. When he kissed her, she bit him.

His lips were bitten until they bled.

The spicy liquor mixed with blood dripped from between their lips, landed on her collarbone, and then slid inside along her collar.

It made her shiver all over.

The man showed no sign of letting her go.

The pain on his lips ignited an even deeper anger in him. Finally, this anger made his cold eyes light up.

If she refused something, he would do it on purpose.

The two were like in a fierce battle.

Qi Shifeng was more patient than ever as he forced the liquor into her mouth again and again.

No matter how much Xu Tingyu struggled, she still drank quite a bit.

She didn't have a high alcohol tolerance, and this liquor was very strong. It didn't take long before her hands and feet went limp, and the strength of her resistance also weakened a lot.

Even her consciousness became hazy.

The heavy rain outside the window didn't stop. Instead, it seemed to be getting worse.

Amid the rumbling thunder, Qi Shifeng tossed the empty bottle aside.

The round bottle rolled on the marble counter for two turns and then fell on the wooden floor, shattering into pieces.

It even made a shallow dent on the high - quality wooden floor.

Xu Tingyu was startled by the thunder and the sound of the glass shattering. She instinctively shrank into his arms.

But soon, she leaned back, trying to escape his grip.

The stray hairs on her forehead were damp with sweat from struggling. Her eyes were filled with mist, there were still tears at the corners of her eyes, and the tip of her nose was slightly red. She looked extremely obedient and charming.

But she was very resistant to him. Unable to escape his grip, she arched her back.

Her long swan - like neck and slender waist formed a beautiful curve.

This posture seemed to press her chest deeper into his embrace.

Seeing that she was already drunk but still trying to get away from him, the gloom that had been building up in Qi Shifeng's eyes finally exploded at this moment.

He rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing his perfectly - toned and strong forearms.

His well - defined fingers traced up the woman's fair and long neck.

Because he was suppressing something, the veins on his forearms bulged, exuding a dangerous sense of aggression.

His hot fingertips grabbed her chin again, forcing her to look at him.

Her red lips were slightly parted, her almond - shaped eyes were hazy with a mist, and the corners of her eyes were a charming red from crying.

She was really beautiful, beyond compare.

It was easy to arouse the fatal possessiveness deep in one's bones.

"Xu Tingyu, you're so good at scheming. Why are you being so stupid now?"

"What can Qi Ye give you? It would be better to coax me well. Maybe I'll soften my heart for a moment."

He seemed to calm down again.

But the breath on Xu Tingyu's ear was so hot that she couldn't help but shiver.

Soon, he bent down slightly, picked her up steadily around the waist, stepped over the broken glass on the floor, and went back to the master bedroom.

By the time Xu Tingyu was put into the bathtub, her consciousness was already in a complete mess.

But when her dress was torn, she still stared at him and cursed, "Asshole."

A drunk person couldn't think too much. If her dress was torn, then of course she would tear the other person's clothes too.

So she struggled to pull at his shirt, and a few buttons popped off.

The deformed fabric dug into her palm, causing a brief moment of sobriety.

Realizing that the posture of the two of them was too ambiguous, she immediately let go of his shirt, screamed, and backed away, keeping a wary distance from him.