Chapter 15: Slap
Upon receiving Xiao Moyan's command, the two bodyguards by her side exchanged glances, and took a few steps forward, closing in on Lan Chen. Lan Chen, in terror, stared at the two, turned sideways, and abruptly lifted her right leg in an attempt to resist, but one of them quickly seized her ankle, while the other captured Lan Chen's left hand, twisting her down to the ground.
"No—"
Startled, Xia Lingying ran forward but was blocked by the lead bodyguard. She turned her head, looking at Xiao Moyan, pleading in her eyes.
"Xiao—"
"It's impossible!"
Xiao Moyan sternly refused, turning her head harshly, refusing to look at Xia Lingying.
In Xiao Moyan's world, deception is absolutely forbidden, especially when it comes to someone she loves in her heart. For Xia Lingying, she turned down important meetings time and again just to spend time with her; for Xia Lingying, the usually proud Xiao Moyan repeatedly sneaked onto the set, secretly caring, fearing that Xia Lingying might be wronged. Xiao Moyan used everything to protect and care for her, hoping she would truly accept her. But what did Xia Lingying give her in return?
In the moment when she was defenseless, stealing the company's most crucial seal, almost capable of destroying everything for her. When Fang Ruolin privately told her that Xia Lingying would betray her, Xiao Moyan's heart couldn't help but tremble. However, she still shook her head in denial, eventually fleeing in panic amid Fang Ruolin's mocking laughter. Yet, deep inside, she refused to believe. But tonight, what did she see? Betrayal, pure betrayal, Xia Lingying's heart does not have her...
Xia Lingying, if that's the case, why should I contact you again?! I want you to witness the consequences of betrayal with your own eyes!
At this moment, several glaring lights suddenly attacked, blinding everyone. Xiao Moyan used her hand to shield her half-closed eyes, turning her head to look. Amid the buzzing engine noise, about a dozen black Ford cars gathered from all directions, surrounding the villa heavily. Seeing this, several guards around Xiao Moyan immediately surrounded her with their bodies. Almost instinctively, she reached out and pulled Xia Lingying behind herself.
After a night of internal struggle, fear, and dread, Xia Lingying finished shedding tears slowly because of Xiao Moyan's simple gesture.
It's her, she let Xiao Moyan down... betrayed the earnest affection she gave her... It's not that she couldn't feel Xiao Moyan's meticulous love; it's just that she couldn't... she couldn't accept it, let alone acknowledge it... She bears the surname Xia, her life, her everything given by her father... How could she disregard the father who endured countless hardships abroad just because of a personal relationship... Xiao Moyan...
In the dark night, the sound of car doors opening reverberated. Over twenty sturdy young men, dressed in black, descended from the black Ford cars with inverted lights. Their expressions were solemn, and they approached, surrounding several individuals. However, they hesitated to take further action, showing extra caution in dealing with Xiao Moyan. Xiao Moyan noticed this, squinted, and instantly wore a stern expression.
The last door of the silver Maybach slowly opened, and Xiao Nian, dressed in a black suit with a cigar in hand, walked out with a grim face. The people around respectfully made way for him, and Xiao Nian walked straight towards Xiao Moyan. The bodyguards protecting Xiao Moyan looked at Xiao Nian, lowering their heads in fear.
"Master!"
Xiao Nian took a puff of the cigar, waved his hand,
"A'Sen, release Lan Chen, and you can take the others down."
A’Sen hesitated, looking at Xiao Nian,
"Master, I—"
Xiao Nian looked up, blew out a smoke ring, and casually asked, "What's the matter, A'Sen? Do you want to stay?"
As Xiao Nian spoke, four people surrounded A'Sen, and the tension escalated as the bodyguards from both sides approached. Xiao Nian continued to smoke calmly, watching the situation unfold. Xiao Moyan, with her arms crossed, spoke coldly,
"A'Sen, you and your men step back."
A'Sen was about to say something when a cold glance from Xiao Moyan startled him, and he quickly lowered his head, leading his people away.
Amidst the lingering smoke, Xiao Nian squinted at Xiao Moyan. She was becoming more like him, both in character and in handling matters, decisive and ruthless. However, her youthfulness and arrogance could lead to significant losses in the future. If not for the timely information from Mrs. Xu today, Lan Chen's hands might not have been spared. With these thoughts, Xiao Nian looked up and glanced at Lan Chen, who was glaring at him.
"Issac, you can leave."
Lan Chen turned her head and glanced at Xia Lingying, took a deep breath, picked up the documents from the ground, and ran away.
She wanted to leave here alive, bring her godfather back to the country, and witness the fate of the father and daughter in the Xiao family with her own eyes.
Until Lan Chen's figure disappeared, Xiao Nian extinguished the cigarette in his hand, turned to look at Xiao Moyan, and said softly, "Momo, you went a bit too far."
Xiao Moyan sneered lightly, "Mr. Xiao, you're being too kind. Compared to what you've done, mine is insignificant."
Hearing this, Xiao Nian sighed, his eyes filled with sorrow. "Do you have to speak to your father like this?"
Xiao Moyan crossed her arms, maintaining a distant attitude, and looked at Xiao Nian with a cold smile. "I wouldn't dare. I wonder why Mr. Xiao honored us with his presence today?"
"Momo, the day after tomorrow is your birthday, I—"
Xiao Nian looked at Xia Lingying, his eyes carrying a hint of expectation. He had aged and didn't want to compete with his own daughter anymore. After all, the deep bond of blood is something that cannot be severed easily by anyone. Behind him, the vast Xiao family was still waiting for Xiao Moyan to inherit. If the two could reconcile, perhaps relying on the relationship between Xiao Moyan and Xia Lingying, himself and Mu Ying...
"Similarly, it's my mom's memorial day, isn't it?"
Xiao Moyan coldly stared at Xiao Nian, interrupting his reverie, her eyes filled with impending hatred about to overflow. She could never forget that on that supposedly joyous day, the day meant for a family reunion, her mother endured, swallowing her last breath without ever waking up. Even in the end, that kind woman still held her hand and advised her not to hate Xiao Nian. But how could she not hate him?! What was Xiao Nian doing at that time? Reveling with his woman, indulging in all pleasures, even missing the final moments of her mother.
Thinking about this, Xiao Moyan turned away, no longer looking at Xiao Nian. Her face, however, was ice-cold, sending shivers down the spine. She reached out, grabbed Xia Lingying behind her, and walked slowly back into the villa.
Xiao Nian, I will never forgive you in this lifetime!
***
Xiao Moyan hooked Xia Lingying by the waist and dragged her into the bedroom. She forcefully closed the bedroom door after her, walked briskly to the bedside, and pushed Xia Lingying onto the bed. With a glare, Xiao Moyan gritted her teeth and exclaimed, ‘’Xia Lingying, I trust you so much, can you justify that!?”
“It's not like that—I'm not—ah—”
Before she could finish, Xiao Moyan rudely pressed Xia Lingying beneath her, chaotic kisses trailing down from her neck, leaving moist imprints. Xia Lingying furrowed her brows, tightly closed her eyes, bit her lower lip, and trembled uncontrollably. Gripping the bedsheets on both sides, she silently endured Xiao Moyan's overwhelming anger, bearing the punishment she deserved.
Her hands were pinned on both sides, and her clothes were roughly stripped off. Those clothes were personally chosen by Xiao Moyan, and now she tore them apart piece by piece. Xia Lingying sobbed softly, arching her body, and embraced Xiao Moyan.
“Don't... Don't be like this... I don't want this...'"
Xiao Moyan had completely lost her mind. Everything she had done in these days was for Xia Lingying, even giving up the thought of revenge for her, dedicating her all to love her. Yet, how did Xia Lingying treat her? Deception, deception, it was all deception. She had had enough.
Xia Lingying, since you don't genuinely care for me, why should I cherish you any longer?!
"Xia Lingying, do you even have a heart? Huh, is your heart made of stone?"
“Mm…"
Struggling, Xia Lingying's top was pulled off, revealing a large expanse of snowy-white skin. Xiao Moyan's lips kneaded, crushed, and recklessly kissed the delicate body beneath. Lips and teeth nibbled along the fair and delicate skin, leaving deep and shallow marks that gradually covered Xia Lingying's neck. Her breath became rapid, her gaze somewhat distant, biting her lower lip tightly and enduring it. Suddenly, Xiao Moyan's hands covered her full chest, squeezing forcefully, knees bent, and thrusting upward.
"Ugh—"
Xia Lingying tightly furrowed her brows, her body continuously shrinking backward, hands desperately pushing and shoving at Xiao Moyan's shoulders, tears streaming down her face. Xiao Moyan lifted her skirt, slowly pushing upward, attempting to cross this final barrier. Xia Lingying pulled out her right hand, gripping the hem of her skirt tightly, refusing to let Xiao Moyan continue. Unyielding, Xiao Moyan half embraced her with the right hand, increasing the force with the left hand, pulling up the skirt. Amid their struggle, a loud “pa" echoed as a resounding slap landed on Xiao Moyan's face.
Xiao Moyan gasped, and stepped back, covering her right cheek in disbelief, looking at Xia Lingying. Xia Lingying still tightly gripped her collar, huddled at the foot of the bed, softly sobbing,
"You promised... promised not to touch me..."
Breathing heavily, Xiao Moyan's body weakened, slumping on the cold floor. Anger, disappointment, heartbreak, and hatred surged through her. Why? Why do all the people I love have to deceive and hide things from me? Can't I, Xiao Moyan, have a bit of true affection? She curled up, tightly embracing herself to absorb any warmth left on her body. After a long while, tears streamed down Xiao Moyan's eyes. She stood up, staggered, and walked away.
Author's Note:
It’s a bit hot today, I’ve finally finished writing, let’s go eat some popsicles! \(^o^)/~