Campus Ace Girl

Chapter 1255: Chapter 1155

Chu Yan’s whole body went rigid, and only after a long while did she rasp out, "You heard all of that? When did you come over?"

Chu Ci was still wearing that faint smile. "I heard everything I should."

Then his long fingers gently brushed her cheek, his voice hoarse. "So, Mrs. Chu, I think we can make a deal, don’t you?"

At those words, her body tensed up even more. It took her a long time to ask hoarsely, "What do you want to do?"

Chu Ci’s fingers lightly hooked under her chin, lifting it so she was forced to look at him. Chu Yan didn’t want to, but how could she match his strength? She could only be forced to meet his gaze.

Chu Ci stared at her for quite a while before finally speaking slowly. "I can help you settle everything with your family."

Chu Yan looked back at him. "As long as I behave myself and play the role of Mrs. Chu, right?"

"Yes, you’re very smart." Chu Ci’s warm fingers drifted from her cheek down to her delicate, slender neck, his voice growing even hoarser. "I know you never planned to be married to me for long. A hundred million... If a halfway decent man wanted to, he could buy your freedom with that, couldn’t he? For example, if that first love of yours one day makes it big, it’s not impossible he could fork it over, is it?"

"No." Chu Yan was a mess, humiliated. She turned her face away. "That’s not what I meant."

His hand moved slowly, the strength in his joints making it feel like he could crush her to death with a casual squeeze. She didn’t dare move an inch, and he let out a soft laugh. "Then you want to rely on yourself. But think about it, Mrs. Chu. Even if one of your paintings sells for a hundred thousand, how many years will you have to paint to scrape together a hundred million? Besides, now that the Chu Family is in trouble, you’ll probably never pay it off in this lifetime."

He was this vicious, yet she had no way to deal with him. She lowered her eyes. "That’s all in your head. I never thought that way."

"So you’re planning to grow old with me?" he pressed on, just as viciously.

And that question was something she had no way to answer.

At least, not now. Not only because of his moody, unpredictable temper, but also because there were simply too many women around him, and his mother was very difficult to get along with as well. Chu Yan felt suffocated.

She stayed silent, and Chu Ci’s temper stirred just a little. After a long moment, he rasped, "Talk."

Chu Yan let out a soft sigh. "Talk about what? About growing old together? Chu Ci, have you ever thought about this: I think it’s true you don’t want a divorce and never really considered divorce, but the person you’ve pictured is nothing more than those three words ’Mrs. Chu,’ not me. So tell me, what difference does it make who plays Mrs. Chu?"

At that, he gave a mocking little laugh. "You say all this because you want to leave me?"

She pressed her lips together and said nothing. His fingers slowly climbed to her lips, gliding over them with a faint, chilly indifference...

She went even stiffer, and Chu Ci’s smile faded a little. "I can let you go," he said, "but think about it—will your family let you off? Watching them die and doing nothing... what will they think of you? And you’re carrying my child, Mo Ran. Where exactly do you plan on going? A woman who only knows how to paint a little—what are you going to use to support yourself and the child in your belly?"

He leaned in closer, his words turning even more malicious. "As long as I’m willing, no one in all of Beicheng would dare buy your paintings. At that point, maybe only Chu Yan would dare to buy them. But you’re not unaware of what kind of relationship she and I used to have. I imagine Mrs. Chu must have at least a little self-respect—you wouldn’t want to fall so low that you have to rely on your husband’s old flame to feed you, would you?"

Every word was a knife. Chu Yan let out a long breath. "You’re saying all this just because you don’t want to let go."

"I told you, I have no plans to swap out Mrs. Chu." He stroked her cheek and leaned in to kiss her. "Is it so bad to be good and obedient?"

Chu Yan lifted her eyes and looked at him. Her gaze was somewhat vacant, lacking much life, and he didn’t mind.

So long as she listened, it was enough. Be good, give him sons and daughters... Just like she said, it didn’t matter who it was.

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