Translator: Jacquelin

Xu Zijin was very flustered. She was not afraid that Fu Sinian would take revenge on her because she was past caring about anything. But Fu Chen was an exception…

Fu Chen had saved her from the darkness and despair, and done his very best to take care of her. If something bad happened to him because of her… The thought of that brought a spasm of pain to her heart.

She glared at Fu Sinian with a menacing look, feeling helpless.

Fu Sinian was born to be the bane of Xu Zijin. No matter in the past or at present, he could easily find her weakness and force her to give in.

When she loved him deeply, she voluntarily gave up their marriage. When she didn’t love him, she was forced to make compromises. It seemed that her fate intertwined with his. She couldn’t escape from him.

Xu Zijin felt a sense of powerlessness.

“Fu Sinian, what do you want from me, anyway?” Xu Zijin asked. Her voice was hoarse with exhaustion. She failed completely in this confrontation because she couldn’t bear to lose Fu Chen.

Her legs went weak, and she fell onto her knees. “Fu Sinian, please let him go. As long as you let him go, I am willing to pay any price.”

Xu Zijin bit her lower lip so hard that her snow-white teeth pierced and sank into her tender lip. Blood started to ooze out and she perceived the metallic taste of blood. Her eyes were brimming with tears. She felt a deep sense of shame.

If she had a choose, she would rather die than beg the man in front of her. When she was imploring Fu Sinian to let Fu Chen go, she was left without a shred of self-esteem.

However, compared with Fu Chen’s safety, her dignity was not worth mentioning.

There was a fire burning in Fu Sinian’s heart. His anger and anguish went deep.

He couldn’t help but rush over, and rudely pulled her up. Then he pushed her down on the sofa.

He leaned over to approach her, his handsome face twisted with anger and jealousy. “You are willing to pay any price? Does it mean that you are even willing to sleep with me?”

Xu Zijin turned as pale as death; her thin face was congested with anger. She closed her eyes and forced herself to nod, “Yes.”

She gave a wry smile, as her face is weary beyond description. “Fu Sinian, if you promise to let Fu Chen go, I will give myself to you.”

Fu Sinian looked at her. Her face turned gray as if she had lost her desire to live. Her every word was like a steel needle piercing his heart, and his heart cried in pain.

The idea was put forward by himself, but Xu Zijin’s answer cut him to the quick.

“Do you really care so much about that man? For him, you are even willing to have sex with your father’s murderer?” Fu Sinian gnashed his teeth, as his voice was thick with anger and bitterness. He gradually tightened his grip on her wrist as if he was going to crush her bone.

They lapsed into a long, tense silence. The sound of his heavy breathing echoed in her ears, afflicting her.

When Xu Zijin thought she could not escape from being humiliated by him, Fu Sinian suddenly released his hold on her.

Xu Zijin instinctively opened her eyes. The next second, his cold voice rang in her ears, “The pity is that I have no interest in you because you are impure.”

What he said was like a slap in her face. She felt her face burning with embarrassment. Fu Sinian always knew how to trample on her dignity.

When Xu Zijin was lost in her own thoughts, Fu Sinian walked past her and sat down on the opposite sofa.

He sat silhouetted against the light. Under the shaded light his expression was difficult to read.

Fu Sinian took out a cigarette and lit it up. The pale smoke which billowed from his nostrils like a dragon’s fire gradually obscured his handsome face.

His anger and anguish seemed to disappear with the rising smoke.

He sat there quietly with such regal dignity, like an elegant nobleman assuming an air of superiority.

Xu Zijin struggled to get up. She moved into an upright position with all her strength because she hated to look like a mere supplicant in front of him.