Chapter 20 Beg Me to Let You Go

Chapter 20 Beg Me to Let You Go

In response, Jiang Ruan bit his finger.

She bit down very hard.

It's as if all the anger and resentment are being vented on it.

Huo Zhizhou winced in pain but didn't let go of her. Instead, he cupped her face in his hand and spoke gently as before: "When did you learn to bite? Hmm?"

Jiang Ruan used a little more force.

Huo Zhizhou used a little force with the hand that was supporting her face, forcing her to loosen her grip on his teeth.

"Believe it or not, I'll bite you a couple of times later too?" Huo Zhizhou pinched her chin, his voice gentle yet seductive, "so you'll be begging me to let you go."

"Let go!" Jiang Ruan cried out, unable to break free.

The more she acted this way, the more Huo Zhizhou wanted to sabotage her, wanting to see her cry and beg him, to see her go from being stubborn at the beginning to obediently submitting later.

He held her waist and pulled her closer to him. Jiang Ruan began to struggle again, and he threatened in a low voice, "If you move again, I don't mind doing something to you here."

Jiang Ruan paused for a moment.

They noticed the changes in his body and his gradually rising body temperature.

Having been married for five years, she knew all too well what this change meant.

"This is a hospital." Fear flickered in her eyes, worried that he might do something reckless. "Are you crazy?"

"No one dares to come in without my permission." Huo Zhizhou's unfathomable eyes stared at her, his actions becoming increasingly brazen. "I'll give you time to consider whether you want to make peace."

"I'm not the one who's wrong, so why should I be the one to beg for peace?" Jiang Ruan tried to stop him.

Huo Zhizhou lowered his head and bit her neck, the force neither too light nor too heavy, leaving just an ambiguous mark: "I'm giving you time to think it over, not asking you to give me an answer right away."

Jiang Ruan tried to push him away but couldn't.

"With your current assets, you can't even come up with 50,000, how can you come up with 500,000?" Huo Zhizhou's hand on her waist moved upwards, but his face remained serious. "Or do you not want your mother to wake up?"

Unable to break free, Jiang Ruan bit his shoulder.

Huo Zhizhou grabbed her chin, forcing her to let go and look him in the eye.

“You’re not the only one in this world who’s rich.” Jiang Ruan’s chin hurt, but she still stubbornly refused to admit defeat. “I may not be able to come up with 500,000, but that doesn’t mean others don’t.”

"Is that so?" Huo Zhizhou's tone was slightly cool.

Jiang Ruan stared at him with red eyes: "Yes!"

She thought that since she had said such harsh things, Huo Zhizhou would definitely get angry and leave her there. He was a possessive man, and in all the years they had been together, he had never allowed anyone else to surpass him in her heart.

But she miscalculated. Huo Zhizhou was indeed angry, but he didn't let her go.

Looking at those lips that only uttered things that upset him, he released his grip on her chin, cupped the back of her head, and kissed her: "Mmm—"

Jiang Ruan bit him.

A metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.

He didn't let go; instead, he kissed her harder and harder, his other hand sliding down little by little. When it reached her waist, he gently pinched it, and then it gradually went down uncontrollably.

Jiang Ruan was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes, but the difference in strength between her and Huo Zhizhou was too great. No matter how much she struggled, she could only let him do as he pleased.

He knew her body extremely well; every spot his fingertips touched was a sensitive spot on her body.

"Huo Zhizhou!" Jiang Ruan managed to push him away a little to get some fresh air with all her might.

"Why are you crying?" Huo Zhizhou looked at the tears in her eyes and reached out to wipe them away for her.

Jiang Ruan felt humiliated: "Do you even know what this kind of person is called?"

"What's your name?" Huo Zhizhou asked calmly.

Jiang Ruan: "Rape."

"Flirting with your wife who is not divorced is rape?" Huo Zhizhou always managed to rephrase serious matters. "Does Ms. Jiang have some misunderstanding about these two words?"

Jiang Ruan wanted to refute, but she knew all too well Huo Zhizhou's ability to argue.

No matter what she says, he can always find a suitable excuse to put it another way.

"Time to consider." Huo Zhizhou glanced at his watch and released his grip on her at that moment. "Have you made your choice?"

The moment she gained her freedom, Jiang Ruan immediately left his body, as if he were some kind of monstrous beast she wanted to avoid at all costs.

Huo Zhizhou didn't care.

“It was already done before.” Jiang Ruan had no intention of begging for peace with him.

Huo Zhizhou looked down at his fingertips, which still retained her touch: "I've made up my mind."

Jiang Ruan was stubborn to the end, and her silence was taken as tacit agreement.

Huo Zhizhou stood up.

Even though he had just done that kind of thing, he was still acting like a gentleman with a straight face.

“Although I’m not the only rich person in Jingzhou, I guarantee that no one else would dare to lend you money except me.” Huo Zhizhou straightened his sleeves. “Including your best friend Su Zhu.”

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Ruanxin suddenly asked.

“I’m not doing anything.” Huo Zhizhou walked up to her. “But if you’re going to borrow money from her, that’s another story.”

Jiang Ruan's hands, hanging limply at her sides, tightened slightly.

She had planned to borrow money from Su Zhu to tide her over, and then slowly earn money to pay her back.

"In addition," Huo Zhizhou deliberately dragged out the last syllable.

Jiang Ruanxin's heart tightened suddenly.

He approached her step by step: "I hope Ms. Jiang will be more honest in the future. Don't criticize my behavior while your hands are uncontrollably grabbing my shirt. After all, your favorite thing to do used to be to grab my shirt into a mess when you were aroused."

After saying that, he deliberately glanced at his wrinkled shirt.

Jiang Ruan, who had been suppressing her grievances, finally couldn't hold back and raised her hand to slap his face.

"Smack!"

Huo Zhizhou caught her hand steadily.

She tried to pull it back, but he held it tightly.

"Getting angry out of embarrassment is not a good thing." Huo Zhizhou pinched her for a while before letting go, and threw down a sentence before leaving, "You should think carefully about how to raise the money for your mother's surgery."

"You don't need to worry about it." Jiang Ruan was holding on by sheer willpower.

Huo Zhizhou fastened the west-facing button, his unfathomable eyes regaining their usual indifference: "I hope so."

He walked out step by step, as if the tenderness from just moments ago had never existed.

As he passed by Dr. Zhou's office, Dr. Zhou suddenly called out to him, "President Huo."

Huo Zhizhou glanced at him sideways.

"There's something I haven't had a chance to tell you yet." After thinking it over, Dr. Zhou decided to tell you. "Before Ms. Jiang's mother's condition became serious, someone came into her ward. Although they only stayed by her bedside for a short while, I still felt I should tell you."

"Do you know them?" Huo Zhizhou asked.

“I don’t know him, I’ve never seen him before.” Dr. Zhou pulled up a video of the ward’s surveillance footage on his phone and handed it over. “But judging from his clothes and appearance, he shouldn’t be an ordinary person.”

Huo Zhizhou zoomed in on the screen.

A short while later, a man who was about forty or fifty years old, with a very good appearance and a calm demeanor appeared on the screen. He came to Jiang Ruan's mother's bedside and, as Dr. Zhou said, did nothing but stand in front of the bedside with his back to the monitor for more than ten minutes.

"Did you tell Jiang Ruan about this?" Huo Zhizhou handed the phone back to him, feeling like he'd seen this person on the surveillance footage somewhere before.

Dr. Zhou: "No."

Huo Zhizhou instructed, "Don't tell her for now."

Dr. Zhou: "Okay."

Huo Zhizhou saved the surveillance footage, opened a chat window, sent the video, and casually instructed him: "Find out who this person is and what their relationship is with Jiang Ruan's mother."

The other party replied quickly: 【Okay.】

——

Jiang Ruan was unaware of this. After Huo Zhizhou left, she went to her mother's ward. Looking at the gentle and kind-looking person lying on the hospital bed, her heart felt heavy.

I secretly vowed to raise enough money for my mother's surgery and to cure her.

On the way back, Jiang Ruan kept thinking about how to raise 500,000 yuan in a short period of time.

loan?

She has no assets to pledge.

The last few things were also taken away by my father before.

As for jewelry, she didn't bring any out, so even if she wanted to sell it, she couldn't.

Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly remembered something, something that belonged only to her, something that Huo Zhizhou could never take back even if he wanted it.