Her confused eyes gazed into his. Could he be targeting Tong Baichuan? Suddenly, a sentence he’d once said flashed through her mind: “This is how Tong Baichuan treated my mother. Now, I’ll let you, his most beloved daughter, taste the humiliation my mother endured.”
What kind of grudge was hidden here? Ou Xueman became even more perplexed.
He awakened her most primal desires, leaving her entrapped in the emotion he created. She struggled, but her hands waved aimlessly in the air, trying to grasp something, yet found only emptiness.
In his rhythm, waves of pleasure followed, and she surrendered, low moans escaping beneath his rapid breathing.
Sweat dripped from his resolute jaw onto her face, seeping into her skin. Afterward, abandoned, he walked into the bathroom. Misty steam blurred the glass, casting his handsome figure hazy and indistinct, just as she could never quite understand him.
He was like a devil, luring out the hidden evil and desires in people’s hearts, coldly watching them struggle.
The dim light softly projected on him, droplets of water gathering at the ends of his hair, wetting his exposed skin. His cold face was hidden in shadows, yet his ruthless appearance was etched into her heart, leaving an indelible mark.
“Why?” her voice was muffled but calm, concealing turbulent emotions beneath.
Di Xihuang flipped his bangs, scattering water droplets in the light. He glanced in her direction, where she curled up in shadow.
“Why do this to me? Didn’t you hate my father? Don’t you hate me?” she asked again, her words laced with self-loathing.
She hated herself for sinking into the desire he created, letting him play with her at will.
Tearing off his bathrobe, he put on clothes and ignored her pain. “Just a release,” he said.
A tragic smile spread across her lips as she clung to her last hope. “Why did you marry me?”
Di Xihuang replied, “Marrying you was to destroy everything your father has,” and as he walked to the side door, he looked back at her, “And you are what your father treasures most.”
“Hahaha…”
“She laughed, her laughter filled with the pain of shattered hope. ‘So I’m on your list of things to destroy, right?’
He gave her a mocking smile, coldly declaring, ‘Don’t despair so soon. This is just the beginning of total destruction.’
