Chapter 1

On Wednesday evening at seven o'clock, Su Xi appeared on time outside the Tianyue Mansion Hotel. Remember our website domain

Her phone rang, Su Xi opened WeChat. It was Su Zhengrong: "Xi Xi, thank you for helping your dad. I'm stuck in traffic here, go inside first."

Su Xi slowed her steps, thinking about how to greet Ling Jiuze when she saw him later.

After three years of marriage, they had never met. It goes without saying that Ling Jiuze did not agree with this marriage, and even resisted it very much.

It's not wrong to blame Ling Jiuzhe. Back then, the Su family company encountered a crisis, and they shamelessly went to the Ling family to request them to fulfill the marriage agreement made in the past. Since the eldest son of the Ling family was already married, the marriage fell on the second son, Ling Jiuzhe. It's understandable that he was unwilling.

The Ling family would naturally not allow themselves to be slaughtered. They gave a dowry of three hundred million to help the Su family through the crisis, but they also put forward a condition: that this marriage would automatically be dissolved in three years.

Three years ago, she was younger than the legal age for marriage in Country C. They got married in Las Vegas, well, technically neither of them went. Both sides sent someone with each other's documents to get it done.

Since he got married, Lin Jiuze went to the US and stayed there until now. Three months before their divorce was finalized, he came back. His resistance was too obvious.

Ironically, today her father came to his door again for business, bringing her along.

Su Xi curled her lips in self-deprecating amusement. How was she supposed to introduce herself later? "Mr. Ling, hello, I'm your wife!"

Will he ever look at her with genuine affection?

It is said that before Ling Jiuze went to the United States, he was a notorious bully in Jiangcheng, controlling both the black and white worlds of the city. He was known for his ruthless and decisive actions.

However, she saw Ling Jiuzhe on a financial channel on TV a few days ago, and he was different from her impression. He wore an expensive business suit. Although his posture was arrogant, he was elegant and steady in his gestures.

I hope he can be as graceful and cultured as on TV today, so that she doesn't feel too embarrassed.

The entire Tianyue Mansion is decorated in a Chinese style, with a classical and elegant atmosphere, like an estate. Su Xi went to Heifeng Hall on the third floor according to the room number given to her by Su Zhengrong.

The third floor consists entirely of suites. The wooden floors are covered with carpets, and the lights are dim, making it exceptionally quiet.

Reaching the suite door, Su Xi inhaled deeply without a trace, then raised her hand to knock.

The door was ajar. As she touched it, the gold-leafed red wood door automatically opened a crack. Su Xi was somewhat surprised.

Could it be that Ling Jiuze is waiting for her?

Out of politeness, Su Xi still knocked a few more times.

No one responded.

Su Xi's eyebrows rose slightly, she pushed open the door and took two steps inside, finding that only a dim light in the entrance hall was on, while the rest of the room was dark.

Is anyone there?

The suite is very spacious, with a living room in the middle and leisure rooms on both sides, along with bedrooms.

She had already walked into the living room, a bad feeling creeping over her. Just as she was about to turn back, she suddenly heard the sound of water coming from the bedroom, accompanied by a low, pained voice, "Come in!"

Su Xi's vigilance told her that she should turn around and leave without hesitation at this time, but after standing still in the darkness for three seconds, she still walked towards the bedroom.

"Mr. Ling? What's wrong?" Su Xi pushed open the bedroom door and asked softly.

Suddenly, an arm shot out and dragged her directly into the bathroom. The man pressed his hand against the wall, his other hand gripping her neck. His voice was suppressed with pain, yet still cold and furious, "You dared to drug me? Do you want to die?"

The living room was still bathed in the light filtering through the window, but the bathroom was pitch black.

Su Xi endured, not fighting back. Her throat was constricted, her voice hoarse and calm, "It wasn't me!"

Who are you?

The man seemed to have been splashed with a long time of cold water, his whole body was icy, but the breath he exhaled was hot. The alternating hot and cold left Su Xi somewhat stunned.

In the darkness, the two locked eyes, the man's breathing growing heavier with each passing moment, as if he were on the verge of breaking. His hand suddenly tightened around her throat, pulling her closer. He leaned down and kissed her forcefully.

Lips were icy, domineering!

Su Xi instantly widened her eyes and kicked towards the man's body with all her might.

His strength and speed were no less than hers. His long legs pressed against her knees, his voice gruff, "Help me, what do you want? I'll compensate you after!"

Su Xi took a deep breath secretly, no matter what she couldn't have imagined encountering such a situation. Ling Jiuze was drugged?

In the darkness, the man's scent enveloped all her senses. She was still weighing whether to help him or let him find another woman, when his overwhelming kisses came crashing down upon her.

Su Xi had already forgotten how the two of them went from the bathroom to the bed in the bedroom. While she was still wavering between resistance and obedience, the man pulled her into the abyss without leaving her any room to refuse.

She hadn't thought about the kind of scene they would face after getting married, but this wasn't what she had in mind.

In the depths of hell, fire and water raged, she seemed to have experienced a time far longer than these three years.

When he stopped, someone just walked in, their footsteps getting closer to the bedroom, "Ling Zong?"

"Don't come in!" the man's voice was low, laced with the languid satisfaction after a good meal.

Suddenly, there was silence outside.

After a moment, Ling Jiuze got up, put on his robe, and walked out without even looking at the woman on the bed.

Su Xi pulled the blanket up to her neck and saw that the light was on outside. A beam of light streamed in through the slightly ajar door.

Ling Jiuzhe walked into the living room and leaned back on the sofa. His angular handsome face showed no emotion, but his eyes betrayed a hint of languid satisfaction after the event.

The assistant stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Ling, are you alright?"

At the party, Ling Jiuze suddenly left without letting anyone follow. After more than two hours of silence, he couldn't help but go check on him. He had just heard what sounded like the breathing of two people?

Ling Jiuze pinched the bridge of his nose, "It's nothing!"

The assistant snapped out of her daydream, "Su Zhengrong booked room 1009 at Tingxue Pavilion and invited you to meet at nine o'clock. Time is almost up."

Ling Jiuze casually asked, "Which Su Zhengrong?"

After he finished speaking, as if remembering something, he asked indifferently, "Three years haven't passed yet?"

The assistant replied, "It will be a few months more."

Ling Jiuze's tone was sarcastic, "What's the difference?"

The assistant said, "Su Zhengrong has called several times to see you. He probably has something important to ask Mr. Ling."

Ling Jiuze thought of the woman in the house, feeling a strange irritability. "He sold his daughter once before, and now he wants to sell her again? Does he have any shame, thinking I'll always indulge him? Or does he think his daughter is so valuable that she'll always fetch a good price? No way!"

The last two words spoken were ruthless and cold!

In the bedroom, Su Xi heard every word of the conversation outside, her slight flush fading inch by inch. If Ling Jiuze discovered at this moment that the person lying on his bed was Su Zhengrong's daughter, the irony in that "selling" word would be even more pronounced!

She got out of bed, enduring the discomfort throughout her body. She found her clothes and put them on, then casually pulled out everything from her pockets and pressed it onto the table.

She didn't look back, walked straight to the balcony, pushed open the window, and jumped.

The girl spun several times and landed, in the blink of an eye, on the bluestone road a few meters away. Her slender figure quickly disappeared into the dim light.

Ling Jiuzhe and his assistant talked about something else outside for a while. Finally, Ling Jiuzhe instructed, "Go check who has dirty hands at today's banquet?"

The assistant was taken aback, remembering the sound she had just heard. She quickly recovered, her face turning cold and serious, "Yes!"

Ling Jiuzhe got up and returned to the bedroom. In the dim light, he glanced at the big bed and said in a low voice, "Get up, take the money and leave, and never appear before me again!"

No one answered. Ling Jiuze frowned, turned on the light, and in the dim light, the bed was a mess, but there was no girl from before!

He turned to go to the bathroom, but it was also empty.

A flash of astonishment crossed his long, narrow eyes. Could the one who had been rolling around with him in bed just now have been a ghost?

Yet, he clearly saw the red mark on the bed.

Ling Jiuze frowned, turned his head to look at the cabinet opposite his bed. He walked over slowly, picked up something under the vase, and his face instantly darkened.

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