Gu Xingchen grabbed Xi Muye's hand with all her might, veins popping out on her forehead.
He didn't release his grip until he saw that she was about to suffocate.
Gu Xingchen slid down by the wall and started laughing like a madwoman.
"Xi Muye, I've been with you for ten years, and I've been living in shame for these ten years. Don’t I deserve this five million at least? The amount of money I've earned for you and the business I've successfully pulled off for you has already surpassed that! But what kind of life have I been living?!" Gu Xingchen said softly.
Every single word was like a hammer that smashed heavily onto Xi Muye's heart.
In order to prevent this woman from having the qualifications to leave him, Xi Muye was actually secretly preventing her from making money.
She wouldn't be able to earn the money if he didn’t allow her. Otherwise, with Xi Muye's ability and position, she would have been a star with her appearance. She definitely wouldn't have lived in such a muddleheaded state.
He was doing this on purpose. He was doing this on purpose to take revenge on this woman. Without his permission, she wouldn't be able to go anywhere.
"Gu Xingchen, you owe me all this! This is the price you pay for betraying me!" Xi Muye dragged Gu Xingchen out of the room and into the bedroom.
"I didn't betray you! Why don't you believe me! Why!" her voice was hoarse, it was as if there was blood in her throat.
Without even taking off his clothes, Xi Muye forcibly and domineeringly broke into her body. Looking at the eye-catching scar on Gu Xingchen's stomach, a cold smile appeared on his face.
"I believe you? How can I believe you when there are so many videos and photos and the marks of the man on you? Gu Xingchen, didn’t you f*****g know that he's my best friend? How dare you get into his bed?"
He grabbed her neck with one hand, not allowing her to struggle. He grabbed the scar on her stomach with the other. The old wounds were brutally ravaged and the wound bled instantly.
Drops of blood dripped down, staining the bed sheets beneath her red.
She moaned in pain, but what was in her mind was not the madness and cruelty of Xi Muye, but the gentleness and promise that he had made to her when he took her away from that filthy place.
He said, "Xingchen, you are only my star. From now on, I will never let anyone hurt you again."
Tears welled up in her eyes. After a certain moment, Xi Muye releases his hand.
After venting, he got up and tidied up his clothes. He looked like a beast in clothes.
Looking coldly at Gu Xingchen who was like a broken doll, Xi Muye said carefully, "Every time I see you like this, I feel disgusted. I'm warning you, don't provoke Mu Rou Er. She is my wife now, remember this!"
Xi Muye left, leaving her in a cold room.
After an unknown amount of time, Gu Xingchen finally had the strength to stand up.
The wound on her stomach had already stopped bleeding. She staggered off the bed.
She walked to the dressing table, looked at the person in the mirror who was neither human nor ghost, and suddenly laughed out loud.
She opened the drawer under the dressing table and took out a stack of photos, tearing them one by one as she laughed.
In these photos, she was in bed with Xi Muye's good friend. That night, she was knocked unconscious and didn't know anything.
However, Xi Muye believed that she had seduced his good friend and betrayed him.
Betraying, who actually betrayed who?
"Xi Muye, you once said that you believe me, but in the past ten years, do you have even the slightest bit of trust for me?" tears continued to stream down her eyes.
Suddenly she dried her eyes, took a fruit knife from the table, and went into the bathroom.
Gu Xingchen watched the water gradually overflow from the bathtub. Without taking off her clothes, she stepped into the bathtub and slowly lay down.
With a 'bang', the phone fell from her body onto the ground. She didn't even take a glance at it.
How painful the wounds on her body were, she could no longer feel them. She only felt her head splitting open.
Once she dies, everything would be gone.
She shouldn't have fallen in love with Xi Muye; this was a mistake that caused her to like a moth to a flame. Even Xi Muye wouldn't believe that she had loved him in pain for ten years.
How many more decades of life can you waste on a man?
She looked at her wrist in a trance. She raised her hand and cut down lightly, bright red blood instantly gushing out.