Chapter 30: Scream Until Your Throat Is Raw—No One Will Come to Save You!
Song Xixi struggled fiercely to break free from his grasp, her voice trembling with emotion. “Qin Ze, don’t spout nonsense here. We ended things long ago—there’s nothing between us!”
Qin Ze paid no heed to her words. His eyes, sharp as hooks, glinted with raw possessiveness.
He snorted coldly. “President Shen, Xixi belongs to me.”
A trace of amusement flickered in Shen Anzhi’s eyes.
He truly hadn’t expected to see Qin Ze cornered and desperate like this.
Nodding slightly, his tone even, he said, “President Qin, I only acted out of respect for Director Song, nothing more. Since that’s the case, I won’t trouble you any further.”
With that, he gave Song Xixi a nod and soon disappeared from sight.
Song Xixi turned to face Qin Ze, her gaze steady as she spoke deliberately, word by word. “Qin Ze, are you really that desperate for a woman that you have to cling to me?”
Qin Ze’s heart twinged.
Her merciless words stoked a flicker of anger within him.
He sneered coldly. “Song Xixi, you’ve become wild at heart!”
Filled with fury, Song Xixi laughed bitterly. “Hmph, what exactly do you think? Do you believe I should be a soulless puppet, obedient to your every whim, even serving as your warm bed maid, at your beck and call?”
These words utterly enraged Qin Ze, causing a slight twitch in the muscles of his face.
He stepped forward, looming over her, and shouted, “Song Xixi, don’t you know how I’ve treated you? How could you think I see you as a puppet or a maid? I just can’t stand seeing you with other men—is that a crime?”
Unflinching, Song Xixi met his gaze. “How have you treated me? Your so-called care means deciding everything without regard for my feelings. Who do you think you are? My master?”
He had even tried to give her away to someone else!
Qin Ze’s chest heaved violently. Through gritted teeth, he spat, “Selfish? Me? I’ve been so good to you—what do you take me for?”
Song Xixi held back tears stubbornly, biting her lip. “What do I take you for? Hmph, you’re a boss, a sugar daddy—but I have my own mind. I’m not your toy to control!”
If she weren’t restraining herself, she would have called him a scumbag outright.
Qin Ze’s mind buzzed from her words.
What? A boss? A sugar daddy?
Without a word, Song Xixi turned and walked away briskly.
Qin Ze opened his mouth but found himself speechless.
Watching her silhouette grow distant, a sharp pain stabbed his heart.
Then he roared, “If I help you again, I’m a dog!”
With that, he spun around and kicked an empty soda can by the roadside.
The can clattered loudly, rolling far away.
Lost in thought, Qin Ze returned to the villa and headed straight for the indoor pool.
The dim lighting inside the villa cast a heavy silence.
In a few swift motions, he tore off his jacket and tossed it aside.
With a splash, he plunged into the pool.
He swam fiercely, sending water splashing high into the air.
The once calm water now churned like the turmoil within his heart.
Old Zhao hurried to the poolside.
Seeing the young master’s wild frenzy, he shook his head in quiet dismay.
The young master’s temper was growing increasingly unstable.
Qin Ze swam tirelessly, water striking the pool’s edges with sharp claps.
Her words echoed repeatedly in his mind.
The more he thought, the angrier he grew, his strokes becoming more violent.
Eventually, utterly exhausted, he rested his hands on the pool’s edge, gasping for breath.
Meanwhile, Song Xixi, weary to the bone, hailed a taxi.
Once inside, she slumped into the back seat, eyes tightly shut, replaying their argument over and over in her mind.
The car slowly pulled away from the bustling, neon-lit streets, turning into a dim, desolate back alley.
Through the rearview mirror, the driver eyed Song Xixi, who appeared to be resting with closed eyes, and licked his dry lips.
Gradually, the car came to a stop by the roadside.
He unbuckled his seatbelt with caution, then slowly turned his head.
Crouching low, he inched toward the back seat.
Unaware of the danger creeping closer, Song Xixi remained lost in her dark thoughts.
Until a foul stench suddenly invaded her nostrils.
Like an electric shock, her eyes snapped open.
Inches from her face was a twisted, stubbled visage contorted with cruelty.
The driver grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellowed teeth, leering grotesquely at her.
“Ah!” Song Xixi screamed in terror.
Her body instinctively recoiled, her head banging sharply against the window.
Her hands scrambled desperately for anything to use as a weapon.
“Little beauty, don’t be afraid. Let’s have some fun,” the driver crooned, reaching out with rough, calloused hands to grab her arm.
His hoarse, vulgar voice sent shivers down her spine.
Trapped in the cramped space, she struggled wildly, shaking her head to dodge his grasp.
“Don’t come near me!” she shouted.
In panic, her fingers found her phone in her pocket.
Without hesitation, she pulled it out, trembling as she fumbled to dial emergency services.
The driver’s face immediately darkened.
His eyes flashed bloodshot as he snarled, “You dare call for help?”
In a swift motion, he snatched her wrist.
As they struggled, the phone screen flickered.
Unknowingly, the call connected, and a man’s voice came through: “Hello?”
Song Xixi didn’t hesitate. She screamed hoarsely, “Help! Please—”
But before she could finish, the driver snatched the phone away.
“Hmph, you think you can get help? Dream on!” he sneered triumphantly.
His eyes gleamed with madness and cruelty as he pressed the power button, shutting the phone off forcefully.
He then tossed it aside carelessly.
Staring at her discarded phone, Song Xixi despaired, tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks.
Her mind involuntarily recalled Qin Ze’s figure.
Memories of their moments together flooded her thoughts.
When she was ill, despite his harsh words, Qin Ze would quietly make her warm porridge.
When she was bullied, he always appeared in time to help her seek revenge.
That was why she had fallen so deeply.
Unconsciously, she whispered, “Qin Ze… Qin Ze… where are you…”
The driver watched her helpless state and laughed even more wildly.
Closing in, he taunted, “Hmph, no one’s coming to save you, no matter how loud you scream!”
His voice echoed chillingly in the confined car.
Song Xixi’s breath quickened as she tried to push the advancing driver away with trembling hands.
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After climbing out of the pool, Qin Ze clenched his phone tightly.
He stared intently at Song Xixi’s profile picture on the screen, his thumb gently tracing it.
Inside, he was torn apart by a fierce internal battle, struggling with his emotions.