Jiang Zhimiao stood at the door of the box with a tense expression.

The man behind her was far less patient than she was. Seeing that she was reluctant to go in, he simply reached out and pushed Jiang Zhimiao in.

The door is not closed.

Jiang Zhimiao staggered a few steps and saw the man sitting in the middle of the sofa.

There were several bottles and cans of wine in front of him, but judging by the height of the liquid reflection, it looked like they had been almost finished and were all empty.

Jiang Zhimiao pursed her lips even tighter, and the bright red lip balm seemed almost pale at this moment.

Fu Shaoyu heard the noise, looked up at her, and smiled , " If you don't come, I can only use some tricks."

Jiang Zhimiao took two steps back, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Fu Shaoyu said , " Don't you know clearly what I want to do?"

As for men, there are only two ways to deal with women they cannot get: first, get them and then destroy them; or, put them on a shrine and worship them so that they can never get them. Judging from Fu Shaoyu's attitude today, he obviously chose the former.

He must get it.

Even if it means destroying Jiang Zhimiao, he must get it.

Jiang Zhimiao was also very aware of this. In an instant, her hair stood on end and her body took two steps back uncontrollably.

Then, as if she realized something, she turned and ran towards the door.

The door that could be opened effortlessly just now was now like an iron wall and could not be opened or pulled open no matter what.

The fingers turned white, the joints bent, and they were pulled hard.

Jiang Zhimiao felt like she had used all her strength to suck milk, but still couldn't pull it open.

Fu Shaoyu also stood up from the sofa at this time. He paced slowly, like a leopard patrolling its territory, or like a hunter watching its dying prey. He was proud and arrogant, wanting to play with Jiang Zhimiao's mind and make her collapse step by step.

Jiang Zhimiao was like a headless fly. She couldn't run away and could only circle around the house.

She ran to the French window.

The man looked at her and only smiled coldly , " You can't break this glass. It's professional bulletproof glass."

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes fell on the empty wine bottle on the table, and she ran over.

'boom--'

The wine bottle shattered, the wine inside fell to the ground, and the glass scattered along with it.

Jiang Zhimiao clenched her teeth and raised her eyes to look at Fu Shaoyu in front of her. Her expression was extremely tense. "You'd better let me go, otherwise--"

Fu Shaoyu said contemptuously , " How else?"

He took two steps forward and pressed his chest against the cracked opening of the bottle.

The sharp glass pressed against the expensive suit and could easily leave a scratch.

Fu Shaoyu took another step forward nonchalantly. The fire burning in his pupils was not like that of a human, but of a beast or a devil. He looked at the trembling Jiang Zhimiao with interest and coldness in his eyes. He leaned closer, and his sharp mouth came an inch closer. "If you kill me, do you think your aunt will have a good ending?"

Just like before, he threatened her with her most concerned weakness.

Jiang Zhimiao really didn't dare. His wrist was trembling as if he was going to let it go in the next second.

And the next moment, the sharp crack suddenly changed direction and aimed at her own neck!

Fu Shaoyu's face changed!

Jiang Zhimiao didn't say anything. Her hands were still shaking, and the cracked glass cut across her skin, leaving a cut.

A trace of blood was revealed.

Fu Shaoyu's pupils shrank, and he stood up straight. This time, he didn't dare to move forward. His tone was filled with gnashing anger , " Jiang Zhimiao, do you hate me so much that you even thought about committing suicide to prevent me from touching you!"

Jiang Zhimiao did not answer, but only said , " Let me go."

"You're dreaming." He said viciously.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't say anything, but the glass cut into his skin a little more.

The bright red blood flowed down the white neck.

There was a hint of bloodthirstiness in her eroticism, which made Fu Shaoyu tremble with fear and want to ask her why she was so cruel to him.

However, looking at Jiang Zhimiao in front of him, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The silence in the air was brewing, an invisible game taking place.

Jiang Zhimiao asked again , " Will you let me go?"

Fu Shaoyu didn't say anything.

So the glass moved in a little further again.

At this time, whoever compromises loses.

His wolf-like gaze was fixed on the tense-faced woman in front of him. Fu Shaoyu didn't want to admit it, but he still felt his heart skip a beat for Jiang Zhimiao at this moment. It skipped a beat heavily.

Time passes by little by little.

Fu Shaoyu didn't speak, but Jiang Zhimiao had to speak. She couldn't guarantee how long she could hold on, and her head was a little dizzy.

She bit her lower lip hard, and the pain awakened her mind.

Jiang Zhimiao softened his tone , " Fu Shaoyu, you should know that I cannot tolerate any grain of sand in my eyes."

Fu Shaoyu raised his eyes and looked at her. Jiang Zhimiao answered his doubts , " I know you might want to ask why I broke up with you after you and Wenrou had been so high-profile for three months. I was actually giving myself and you a chance, hoping that you would come back to your heart. But the fact is that after three months, you have no intention of coming back to your heart."

She took a breath , " Everyone gets tired, and you know my personality."

Jiang Zhimiao looks like a fair little white flower, but deep down she is tougher and more stubborn than anyone else.

Once someone does something to her, she will never forgive them. This can be seen from the fact that she borrowed money for Jiang Yunyun's surgery. After so many years, she has never forgiven her relatives in her hometown.

With her back against the door, she said softly , " You are now together with Wenrou, and Wenrou is pregnant with your child. You should know that it is even more impossible for us."

Fu Shaoyu's eyes turned red.

Jiang Zhimiao pretended not to see it, with a bitter smile on his face , " In fact, you should also know that Aunt Yun really likes you."

Except for the last sentence, everything else is false.

The reason why she said this was just to calm Fu Shaoyu down and arouse the guilt in his heart to let her go.

really.

After a few seconds, Fu Shaoyu was indeed shaken. He frowned slightly, as if weighing what Jiang Zhimiao said.

Jiang Zhimiao paused and was about to continue speaking.

Suddenly, a voice came from the door , " Brother Fu, there is a phone call, I need you to answer it."

Fu Shaoyu , " Who's calling?"

The man didn't answer. He was silent for a few seconds before he carefully answered with a name.

Fu Shaoyu clicked his tongue and let him in. He then glared at Jiang Zhimiao and said coldly , " You'd better not try any tricks."

——The hesitation just now was completely suppressed.

Jiang Zhimiao's palms were sticky and she could hardly hold the bottle steadily. The moment Fu Shaoyu approached, her body moved away from him, a few steps away, while her eyes remained on the door.

three two ...

one.

The door was opened from the outside, and Jiang Zhimiao knocked open the man at the door with a single stride, and rushed out. In critical moments, people will always burst out with power that she can't even imagine.

All the way downstairs, she ran forward and ran straight into a hard embrace.

This embrace still has a somewhat familiar flavor.