Chapter 377: Volume 1, Chapter 377: I Insist on Tasting the Bitterness of Love (17) Revised

Zhuang Hui said anxiously, "I haven't seen clearly, but from the outline she's a great beauty."

Wei Zixuan grew even more curious: "Ning-ge, let us have a look."

The person he admired most was Ning Xun—he played games exceptionally well, was handsome, never faltered in world competitions, and spoke multiple languages; he was truly a figure on a pedestal.

Ning Xun's face instantly froze over, his voice devoid of any emotion: "No!"

Those familiar with him dared not ask another word.

Meanwhile, Shen Lebai, who had his head down gaming the whole time, cracked a smile: "Does Xixi friend need a Blue Buff?"

In the silent, private room, a lazy, sugar-sweet voice came from Shen Lebai's phone.

"I need it."

Shen Lebai had his phone on speaker, opened the voice again, and replied: "Then I'll help you take the enemy's."

Zhuang Hui couldn't hold back, leaning over to watch him play: "Holy shit! You actually brought a girl?!"

And she's such a good-sounding girl.

Shen Lebai turned off the voice, grinning: "Yeah."

Zhuang Hui urgently asked: "Is she pretty?"

Shen Lebai recalled Li Qianqian's appearance, then nodded: "Pretty, she's exactly my type."

Zhuang Hui burst into tears, biting his handkerchief in envy.

Ning Xun, sitting on the opposite sofa, suddenly asked: "What's the name of the person who just spoke?"

Shen Lebai startled, glanced at the captain, and instinctively replied: "Zhizhi." Her game ID is Zhizhi.

Ning Xun said nothing more, but directly dialed Jiang Zhi's number.

"The number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable."

He made a video call to her on WeChat.

It rang for a long time, but no one answered.

…

【Villain Ning Xun Hatred Value 40 points】

As Jiang Zhi was gaming, she suddenly heard the system's voice appear.

Her finger paused, and the character she controlled was quickly killed by the opposing side.

The screen went completely gray-black.

"How much longer until he returns?"

Jiang Zhi asked.

777 said: "Less than ten minutes."

Jiang Zhi: "……"

She glanced at the game situation; it should end within ten minutes.

Ten minutes later.

Before Jiang Zhi could even exit the game, she heard the sound of the door opening.

Without waiting for her to rise, the boy strode over to her in quick steps.

Jiang Zhi froze, and the boy snatched her phone from her hand.

A clear, youthful voice came from the microphone.

"I can't play anymore; I can only play after nine, so I'm logging off first."

It was indeed Shen Lebai's voice.

Ning Xun gripped his phone tightly, his expression icy, desperately suppressing the dark emotions surging inside, restoring his usual calm.

He asked calmly, "Weren't you just eating?"

Jiang Zhi reached for her phone, saying, "I already finished eating."

Ning Xun's expression was usually bland, rarely showing true emotion; at this moment the corner of his lips curled slightly: "Zhizhi said she wouldn't lie to me."

Feeling a chill, Jiang Zhi retreated, her back against the sofa, recalling his punishment in the restroom; her fingers on the soft blanket curled slightly as she shook her head and explained, "I… really finished eating before playing the game."

Ning Xun pulled out his phone from his pocket; somehow he pulled up the timestamp of the photo she had sent him and held it before her eyes.

The photo she sent him saying she was eating was timestamped 18:43, yet the photo itself was taken at 17:12.

That's a difference of over an hour.

Ning Xun extended his arm, resting it on the edge of the sofa, forcing her into the corner, his palm gently pressing against the back of her head.

An irresistible force held her in his embrace; light before her eyes was covered, a deep shadow enveloped her, making breathing difficult; his cold hand forced her fragile jaw upward, and the boy on the verge of madness seemed like a mentally ill patient, his breath filled with malice.

"I said so." He kissed her earlobe, lips parting slightly as his teeth bit down, neither light nor heavy.

"If you lie to me again, I will hide you somewhere no one knows."

Jiang Zhi's pores all screamed danger, a cold chill spread from her spine to her soles, her face turned pale, her red lips opening and closing as her voice trembled: "Loosen… loosen your grip! Ning Xun! You… don't do this… I… I'm scared…"

The boy's whole body exuded unknown danger, as if he would bite and devour her at any moment; that sickly love, laced with viscous malice, was like a monster lurking long in a dark mire.

Ning Xun moved his thin lips to hers, but was blocked by the woman suddenly raising her palm.

She was terrified, her eyes reddened, watching him warily.

That gaze pierced the boy deeply; he lifted her horizontally and set her against the floor-to-ceiling window, the transparent giant pane reflecting the brightly lit city nightscape outside; amid the hazy red lights and green smoke, skyscrapers stood tall.

Pressed against the glass, she gazed at the boy close before her; her resistance gradually turned into initiative.

She lightly, bit by bit, kissed the corner of his mouth, hoping to ease his anger.

Her near‑translucent pale skin was exposed to the air, taking on a faint pink hue; her clear, jet‑black eyes rolled tears drop by drop, breathtakingly beautiful.

"I love you… only you…" Her pleading, trembling voice fell upon his ear.

He could no longer hold back; he pressed his lips to hers, kissing deeply in that pose, their breaths mingling, exuding vicious aggression. In his pitch-black narrowed eyes flickered hints of hatred and malice.

"You are mine."

"You can only be mine."

Low, ragged breaths accompanied by sobs echoed throughout the spacious presidential suite.

No one knew how long had passed.

Before Jiang Zhi fell into a dazed sleep, the youth licked her eyes, wiping away the crystal tears, then lightly and heavily bit the skin on the side of her neck; his hoarse, melodious voice sounded like an accusation and also like a confession of love.

"It's obvious you were the one who first provoked me, so why go provoke others? Can't you just like me alone? Stay by my side, never leave again."

—

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, a faint dawn spilled across the floor; darkness completely faded, and the whole city gradually entered its bustling rhythm.

Traffic flowed like a sea, winding, twisting roads intersecting and moving forward.

Jiang Zhi woke to find the youth not beside her; she trembled as she got out of bed and went to gather her things.

If not now, when else?

That guy is too perverted.

But she searched for a long time and still couldn't find her passport and ID.

Standing before the suitcase, Jiang Zhi drew a deep breath and asked, "Did he hide my passport?"

777 said, "Yeah, just as soon as we got here, the villain hid it."

Jiang Zhi gave a cold laugh, "Your desire for control is really strong."

At this time, Ning Xun should have been called by the coach for training again; the schedule was getting tighter, and he had no time to stay constantly by her side.