She actually has feelings for someone else!
This was exactly the root cause that was driving Ji Shihuan to become increasingly violent.
This thought tortured him day after day.
And his only solution was to drag her down to hell with him.
Ji Shihuan had turned into an unforgivable devil for Ji Jianxue. So what if Jianxue was imprisoned by him?
She had taken his heart, and he had bound her body.
In this deal, he was the one at a loss.
So, what Ji Shihuan couldn't stand the most now was her cold face.
His request was simple: as long as she could smile, just like she did in front of Xu Chang.
It didn't have to be as bright as a flower. As long as there was a smile, as long as she was no longer so cold and heartless towards him, he would be satisfied.
But why didn't Ji Jianxue understand his feelings?
He was so eager to pick even the stars in the sky for her, yet Ji Jianxue was so stingy with a single smile.
He didn't ask for her to reciprocate his efforts, nor did he expect an equal amount of emotional return.
But his heart was made of flesh too, and it couldn't bear such abuse.
"How about me? In your eyes, your Brother Xu is perfect in every way, while I'm nothing but bad, right? Don't you forget..."
As Ji Shihuan spoke, his big hand grasped Ji Jianxue's chin. That smooth skin was the gentle land he yearned for day and night.
He could clearly picture every inch of her skin and tell the location of the mole on her private parts, but he couldn't fathom what was on her mind.
The hurtful words blurted out before he even had time to think.
"Don't you forget, you're already mine. Do you think your Brother Xu will still like you after he knows about this?"
These words completely enraged Ji Jianxue.
In the past year, they rarely mentioned Xu Chang.
Ji Jianxue wasn't stupid. She could feel that Xu Chang was a taboo in Ji Shihuan's heart.
Ji Jianxue was afraid of Ji Shihuan, and she didn't want to see him angry. So in front of Ji Shihuan, she rarely mentioned Xu Chang.
Today, it was Ji Shihuan who brought up the topic himself. It wasn't her fault.
Moreover, he said such heart - hurting words.
Her jade - like hand was raised high, and she slapped Ji Shihuan across the face, leaving a distinct handprint.
After this slap, Ji Jianxue was trembling uncontrollably. Half of it was due to fear, and half was due to pain.
She knew that while her hand was hurting, his face wasn't in a better condition.
The distinct five - finger marks were the best proof.
"You're shameless."
The anger she had accumulated over the past year was fully unleashed at this moment.
She couldn't be as strong as Zhao Luoning.
She couldn't hold back her tears. While tears streamed down her face, she had to straighten her back to let that increasingly unreasonable man know her full - blown anger.
Hearing Ji Jianxue's evaluation of him, Ji Shihuan felt extremely sad.
Shameless? So this was how she defined him in her heart.
Yes, he was shameless.
He had shamelessly taken possession of her.
He had also shamelessly imprisoned her!
Ji Shihuan certainly knew that what he did was wrong.
If his elder brother and sister - in - law knew, they would surely come after him.
But he didn't care and couldn't control himself.
She always made him lose control and show his ugliest and most out - of - control side.
Ignoring the burning pain of the handprint on his face, Ji Shihuan roughly tore open Ji Jianxue's clothes, regardless of how expensive the fabric was.
With a ripping sound, the collar of the clothes was torn open. The buttons flew away somewhere during such a violent tear.
If Ji Jianxue was at a loss the first time she faced such a situation, after experiencing so many things, even someone who knew nothing about the relationship between men and women would know what was going to happen next.
Ji Shihuan always did this. Every argument or cold war would end with him tearing open her clothes and forcing himself on her body.
Ji Jianxue couldn't figure out Ji Shihuan's thoughts.
She had tried every means to provoke him, hoping that he would lose interest in her and give her up.
However, Ji Shihuan would always forget all his anger after their intimate moments.
He would still treat her well, prepare the best food, clothes, and daily necessities for her in the world.
No matter how much she provoked him, he would still come to see her every three days.
Then, they would argue, have a cold war, end up like this, and start all over again the next morning.
Slapping him wasn't the first time, and it definitely wasn't the most excessive thing she had done to him.
On the night when he took her virginity against her will, when he was lying on top of her, she had bitten him hard.
She could even smell the sweet and coppery smell of blood surging up.
She had used all her strength and bit until her teeth were sore.
But she still didn't let go.
He didn't let her go either.
Even though she had bitten almost to the bone, he still rushed into her body without hesitation.
In the end, she wasn't as ruthless as him.
Finally, she was the first to compromise, shedding tears and letting go.
That time, he had bled more than she had.
She had seen with her own eyes that he just found some hemostatic herbs in the yard, chewed them up, and applied them to the wound, then ignored it.
That time, he didn't come to Dream Garden for half a month.
Later, she learned from the maids that he had come but didn't show up.
The wound she had bitten had festered, and he had a fever. He was afraid of passing the illness on to her.
Every time, he would just pick some herbs, stand in front of her door for a while, and then leave in a hurry.
Later, she saw the wound, a row of neat tooth marks, with the surrounding area a bit black and signs of festering.
The maids weren't lying.
But he just smiled it off and even offered her his other shoulder in front of her.
"The deeper you hate me, the harder you can bite. Because I'll do things that will make you hate me even more."
She didn't follow his words.
It wasn't because she was soft - hearted or had compromised. She was just tired.
Struggling pointlessly with him made Ji Jianxue feel exhausted.
She didn't like to fight in the first place. Moreover, after going through these things, she clearly knew that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't resist the tricks of fate.
From the moment she was born, she was destined not to have a clean life.
She was already dirty. Since she had been dirty even before she was born, why bother not getting dirty this time?
Ji Jianxue just stood there blankly, neither resisting nor speaking.
She was biting her lips tightly. Even when her lips bled, she didn't let out a moan.
Ji Shihuan's lips were thin and cold.
The old people said that a man like this was destined to be a womanizer.
Was he a womanizer?
She didn't know.
She hadn't been in touch with the outside world for a year.
Occasionally, she still hoped that he was a womanizer.
A womanizer would forget about her after having his fun.
Maybe she would still have a chance to return to the nunnery, accompany the green lamp and ancient Buddha, and serve the Buddha for the rest of her life.