Sheng Qianchi laughed lowly, his breath carrying a scorching heat that could melt everything, "Don’t you know?" This update is available on novèlfire.net The wickedly handsome face, fingertips lightly grazed her delicate cheek and neck, "Going to the hospital won’t help with this kind of thing, as for other women, ha, not just any woman can satisfy me." Gu Jiayin knew that a man under the control of drugs would not have any reason or sanity to speak of. If she didn’t want to be conquered by him , she would need to muster all her strength for self-rescue. So, she resisted even more violently. However, although she had good skills, in front of this man, she seemed as thin as a cicada’s wings. In the past, he had shown her some compassion, and she could still struggle convincingly in front of him, but today, he was determined to devour her, making her struggle more and more powerless. Like a storm sweeping away clouds, his kiss roamed over her lips, cheeks, and ears... The last string holding Gu Jiayin’s nerves snapped abruptly. She was filled with the intent to kill. She had never thought about killing Sheng Qianchi, not even when he repeatedly imprisoned her, but at this moment, she harbored murderous intent. It wasn’t that she hated him so much, she just wanted to rise above this wretched, bound life. So, when he was obsessively kissing her skin, she finally got the chance to free her hands and swiftly triggered the silver bracelet on her right wrist. That instantly lethal nano-tube silk slipped out like an arrow from a bowstring. But in the moment she raised her hand, Sheng Qianchi sensed her murderous intent. He had long been prepared and dodged just in time, the thread slid past the skin on his neck. A bright red blood streak suddenly appeared before Gu Jiayin’s eyes, with red blood dripping onto her exposed shoulder. For a moment, both of them were stunned. The pain made Sheng Qianchi temporarily regain some clarity. He quickly grabbed her wrist, controlling it above her head, looking down at her, his eyes mocking, "Ha, you actually want my life, you’re really ruthless." He was mocking himself, for before he was so tangled in the problem of love or not loving, while the woman below him had clearly no emotion towards him at all, saying she wanted his life without a bat of an eye. Then why did he feel pity for her? Unable to resist anymore, Gu Jiayin could only hysterically shout in anger, "Sheng Qianchi, you bastard, let me go!" At this time, "bang bang bang," there was a loud knocking noise at the door. "Young Master Qianchi, I’ve made a new sobering soup for you, drink it while it’s hot." It was Sister Li’s voice. She wasn’t really there to deliver any sobering soup; the way Sheng Qianchi had knocked over the bowl earlier was truly abnormal. After thinking it over, she wasn’t at ease, so she brought another bowl upstairs, and sure enough, she heard Gu Jiayin hysterically shouting. She was afraid of Sheng Qianchi, such a man, unless he intended to be gentle, even an ordinary look could chill to the bone. But she was really worried about Gu Jiayin, so she mustered all her courage to knock on the door. Gu Jiayin, although she herself was a resilient person with kung fu skills, over the past seven years, she had trained herself to not even know what asking for help meant, she got through every difficult situation on her own. Yet, hearing Sister Li’s voice, she couldn’t help but shout, "Sister Li, save me!" Just like a little girl who had a nightmare, helplessly searching for her mother. Hearing Gu Jiayin’s voice like that, Sister Li’s heart trembled along with it, leaving her no space to think about how frightening Sheng Qianchi was, she dropped the bowl in her hand and frantically banged on the door, "Jiayin, Jiayin!" Sheng Qianchi only found that incessant sound truly annoying, so he suddenly stood up, not bothering to tidy his clothes, and forcefully pulled open the door. "Get out!" The man, who seemed to be on fire, had a terrible temper. Sister Li was so scared she couldn’t help but shiver twice, yet still she braced herself to look at Sheng Qianchi, "Young Master Qianchi, please don’t bully Jiayin." Sheng Qianchi sneered, "She’s my woman, what if I bully her?!" Saying this, he grabbed Sister Li’s wrist and dragged her to the stairs, shouting to the downstairs, "Someone, lock Sister Li up!" Soon, two bodyguards quickly ran upstairs and carried Sister Li away. With a "bang," the door closed again, and at last the world was quiet. Gu Jiayin suddenly stopped struggling, her eyes seemed to be crystallized with the most extreme ice, just staring at the man before her without blinking. This moment’s feeling was like seven years ago, when she fell into the river, feeling so desperate, helpless, and cold. When the inflatable raft overturned, she and her mother fell into the icy river water, and the crocodiles approached bit by bit, her mother woke up from a coma, the desperate cries... At that moment, she felt for the first time that life was supremely desperate, that kind of feeling of being unable to control everything, penetrating deep into the soul. Hate, was her only emotion as the crocodile bit into her flesh, before she lost consciousness. At that moment, she swore, if given another chance, she would definitely seek revenge. The previously turbulent woman suddenly became exceptionally quiet, the last trace of sanity making Sheng Qianchi stop. He looked at her, and in that moment of losing himself, he felt a chill and an unspeakable, extreme pain. The physical discomfort couldn’t compare to the rational discomfort; her gaze made his heart tighten repeatedly. She was so desperately, like a wounded little beast, hating all those who had hurt her. Promised not to pity her anymore, but why was his heart hurting so much at this moment? "Jiayin..." His voice was trembling slightly. Gu Jiayin laughed coldly, speaking slowly and calmly, yet every word pierced his heart, "Sheng Qianchi, it’s best you torture me to death today, otherwise if I have the chance, I will definitely use the most extreme way to get revenge on you."