Chapter 1370: He Chased Him Personally

It was dark all around, with only the fire burning in the dilapidated house. Qiao Yanze's back was turned to the fire, his face was half in the light and half in the dark. Cen Xi couldn't see his expression clearly.

She was quite tired and didn't want to guess his mood or engage in unnecessary entanglement.

If Qiao Yanze wanted to kill her with his own hands now, she would have no power to resist.

That fire had completely burned away her feelings for him.

Qiao Yanze felt mixed emotions in his heart when he saw Cen Xi resisting and being disgusted. I don't know if he woke up too late, but he didn't see his feelings clearly until he learned that she was killed in the fire.

During these days, he was like a walking zombie without a body, his whole heart was empty, and no matter what he did, he could not be happy.

Because he lost his most important thing...

Even if what Xiaoying said was adulterated, he didn't want to delve into it further. Those grievances had nothing to do with Cen Xi.

He would no longer inflict resentment on her.

Qiao Yanze raised his hand and brushed away a strand of Cen Xi's hair that had fallen to her cheek. The coolness of his fingertips touched her skin, making her shiver slightly.

Cen Xi doesn't like such ambiguity.

She used all her strength to slap his hand away.

A crisp sound made the atmosphere in the air even more rigid and silent.

"Mr. Qiao, I don't owe you anything anymore. On the contrary, you owe me." Cen Xi pushed him away and staggered out.

The wind was strong at night, and Cen Xi's messy long hair was blown all over his face. She raised her hand and just brushed her hair away when her slender body was hugged forcefully from behind.

The man held her waist, his strong chest pressed against her back, strong and hot.

"Cen Xi," the man lowered his head, put his thin lips close to her ear, and gritted his teeth in a low voice, "Can we start over?"

Cen Xi felt that he was talking, but she couldn't hear what he said.

She lowered her thick and slender eyelashes and looked at the man's two big hands clasped around her waist.

She used to long for such intimacy, but now, she only feels extremely bored and ironic!

Cen Xi used all her strength to break the man's big hand around her waist.

But the next second, the earlobe was sucked by the man's warm lips. Cen Xi didn't know what he was thinking. She was hung up for a day and a night and sweated a lot. She definitely didn't smell good.

He was mysophobic, but he was still able to kiss her.

How could he keep talking?

"Mr. Qiao, let go!"

She called him Mr. Qiao instead of Mr. Qiao or Minister Qiao. The title was even more distant and cold than before.

"I want to be with you again."

"Let go, let me go!"

Seeing Cen Xi who didn't respond at all to his confession and just asked him to let go, Qiao Yanze's heart sank to the bottom.

Is it really impossible to go back?

Does she really have no feelings for him?

Qiao Yanze refused to let go and turned Cen Xi's body around. The eyes that looked at her became darker and darker, like a whirlpool in the sea, seeming to absorb her into it.

"If you want to kill me, be more direct!"

Qiao Yanze frowned and tightened his grip on her slender shoulders, "Cen Xi, do you think I will kill you?"

A trace of ridicule appeared in Cen Xi's cold and charming eyebrows, "Haven't you ever?"

Qiao Yanze thought she was talking about the time he used her to lure out Mr. Li, and a flash of guilt flashed in his peach eyes.

Cen Xi did not miss the look of shame in his eyes. The person who sent people to assassinate her and her sister and set fire to burn them to death was indeed him!

Cen Xi's heart tightened, and she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe.

Unable to break away from his big hand, and extremely tired of such entanglement, she suddenly became excited and stared at him, "Mr. Qiao, I don't want to care about all the things you have done to me. If you now If you don't want to kill me, please let me go. I really don't want to see you again, and I don't want to be entangled with you anymore..."

Hearing Cen Xi's words, Qiao Yanze's heart throbbed. It was like being stabbed hard by a sharp needle.

He held his hands on her shoulders, tightening and then tightening, as if he was hesitating whether to let her go.

But in the end, I was reluctant to give up.

No one could understand his current mood. He thought she had been burned to death, but his heart seemed to have been cut out, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't help himself. The heavy feeling had not yet eased, and he suddenly learned that she was still alive. The excitement and joy of finding her were intertwined, making him feel like he was alive again.

In front of her, he deserved death.

She deserves to be angry no matter how angry she is. But he won't let her go easily again.

Cen Xi struggled several times but failed to break free. She became increasingly uncomfortable and said angrily, "Mr. Qiao, you are not such a persistent person. Please be decisive...well."

All the unfinished words were blocked by the man's lips.

Her slender waist was tightly clasped by the man, and her soft chest was forced close to his hard chest.

Unexpectedly, he would kiss her suddenly. Cen Xi froze, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her mouth to say something, but the man's hot tongue slipped into her lips.

She was not lost in the kiss. Thinking of the assassination and the fire, she only felt extremely ironic.

While he wasn't paying attention, she bit the tip of his tongue hard, then raised her hands and pushed towards his chest.

I thought it would be difficult to push him away, but unexpectedly he took a few steps back.

She wiped her lower lips hard with the back of her hand, as if to wipe away all his breath on them.

She lowered her head and didn't notice the dim look in his eyes.

"Mr. Qiao, if you don't kill me now, please don't appear in front of me in the future!" Cen Xi left decisively.

Qiao Yanze looked at Cen Xi's slender figure, and a fire seemed to have burned away all the love between the two.

She seemed to have changed, but she seemed to have stayed the same, with some more sharp claws on her body. And those sharp claws are all for him.

Even though she resented him now, there was no way he would let her go alone.

Qiao Yanze called Cen Xi, but she ignored him. He called her again, but she still ignored him.

Qiao Yanze chased after him with a tense expression.

At this moment, more than a dozen cars drove towards this direction. The strong car lights illuminated the surroundings like daylight. Cen Xi squinted his eyes, but before he had time to adapt, Qiao Yanze had already pulled him behind him.

Cen Xi looked at Qiao Yanze's tall and tall back, and her eyes heated up uncontrollably. She almost blurted out and asked, since they had already sent people to assassinate her and her sister, why did she still protect her?

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After Long Ming learned that Cen Xi had been rescued, he vaguely guessed who was so bold as to kidnap people from his territory. He could not tolerate this happening, so he chased after him personally.