Chapter 858: Love Starting from a Breakup 47

Qiao Xu thought it was really weird.

Who kidnapped him, and why is there still the smell of food here?

Or it's his favorite wonton noodles.

What's more, he hasn't even had breakfast yet.

Is the plan to humiliate him by starving him to death?

Perhaps because he has gone through too many emotional ups and downs lately, Qiao Xu couldn't stir any waves in his heart, and even felt a faint pessimism.

Anyway, judging by the situation, the kidnapper doesn't want to cause excessive harm; otherwise, even the handcuffs wouldn't be fleece-lined.

Whether he can escape or not is temporarily unimportant.

Jin Chen will eventually find him.

He thought that in his heart, but the moment the blindfold was removed, Qiao Xu still couldn't help cursing out loud.

"... Jin Chen?!"

He couldn't believe the person sitting on the sofa in front of him, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, as if already prepared beforehand.

He turned his head to look around; the surroundings were an unfamiliar room.

Qiao Xu was quite sure he had never been here before.

His first visit shouldn't have been like this.

Jin Chen sat properly, while he was bound with his hands behind his back, unable to escape.

He acted as if nothing had happened, holding the bowl and feeding him, his eyes still filled with endless tenderness.

How could Qiao Xu possibly eat it?

He turned his head away, dodging the wonton Jin Chen fed to his lips, and his anger slowly rose.

It turns out the sleeping pill from last night had no effect on Jin Chen at all!

"Why did you kidnap me!"

Jin Chen turned a deaf ear, slowly put down the bowl, cupped Qiao Xu's face with both hands, his tone gentle yet unyielding, also carrying a danger Qiao Xu could feel.

"Be good, not eating will give you a stomachache."

Qiao Xu wanted to turn his face away, but his hands were bound behind his back, so he couldn't muster strength; feeling wronged and angry, he said, "I won't eat! Answer me!"

Jin Chen lowered his gaze, pressing his fingertip against his slightly swollen lips, a faint crimson.

"Why did you run away from home then?" He responded with a question instead of answering.

"You don't know this yourself?" Qiao Xu's eyes instantly reddened, "I cannot accept it."

"I can be not a member of the Jin family, and since childhood I've never regarded Jin Fu as my father, yet why does Xiao Xu transfer his hatred toward him onto me?"

Jin Chen's tone was low and hoarse, yet also stubborn.

"I hate Jin Fu, so I resorted to any means to kill him; now that Jin Fu is dead, I still haven't escaped the pain he caused."

The emotions surging in his heart were about to overflow, scorching his limbs and bones.

Jin Chen pressed his forehead against his, his tone heavy, "Last time we broke up, I gave you a chance, Xiao Xu chased me back, then didn't want me again."

"I... I'm not."

Qiao Xu hadn't even had time to become overly angry when those words softened his heart.

But he also felt he couldn't be soft-hearted now.

"I don't know; I need some quiet to think." Qiao Xu answered like that.

Jin Chen responded, embracing him and gently rubbing his back, taking a box from behind the sofa, "This place is safe, and no one will disturb you; Xiao Xu can think slowly."

"But you can't suddenly leave again."

He knelt down on one knee and opened the box.

Inside was…… a chain.

Qiao Xu realized what it was, instantly ashamed and angry, gritting his teeth, "Jin Chen!! You're not allowed to do this!"

But his resistance had no effect.

Jin Chen grabbed his foot, slowly rolled up his pant leg, and tied the chain with white-pink fleece trim around Qiao Xu's ankle.

"The chain is long enough for you to walk anywhere in the house, but you cannot leave."

Angered, Qiao Xu kicked Jin Chen with a foot, but was still firmly caught.

This position is really embarrassing; Qiao Xu shifted his legs, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Let me go!"

"Don't move." Jin Chen wrapped his hands around Qiao Xu's back, ignoring the constant struggling in his embrace, while hugging him and undoing the fleece strap behind his hand.

At the instant his wrists were free, Qiao Xu raised his hand to strike, but Jin Chen simply held him tightly, burying his head in the crook of his neck, letting out a low muffled sound.

"Young master, this is the second time you've rejected me."

Qiao Xu's motion paused, his heart feeling a dull ache.

He bit his lip, slowly lowered his hand, "I don't want to leave you; I just want to clear my mind."

"That also won't do," Jin Chen, well-versed in the art of coaxing, said in a muffled tone, "I feel very insecure; if you leave, I'll throw Didu into chaos."

"No one should think about being happy."

Qiao Xu: "You're being excessive."

He was lifted by Jin Chen, sitting sideways on his thigh, and only when moving did he notice there was also…… a bell on the fleece ring around his ankle?!

His cheeks quickly flushed two shades of red; what the heck is this improper thing?!

"You put a bell on me?"

"Eat a bite first, then I'll tell you."

The spoon again pressed against his lips, leaving no room for refusal.

Qiao Xu could only take a bite, then stared tightly at Jin Chen, trying to wait for a reasonable explanation.

However, Jin Chen only said: "The house is too big; if Xiao Xu runs around, I'll easily lose her."

He grabbed Qiao Xu's calf and gently shook it, instantly recalling the clear sound of the bell, making him feel extremely ashamed.

"This way, I can always know where Xiao Xu is."

Qiao Xu: ……

"Not long ago, Xiao Xu said she wanted to lock me up; actually, it's no different now."

Qiao Xu licked her lips, trying to explain, "I was just speaking offhand then."

Who knew you'd actually do it.

"That won't do; I've already taken it seriously."

The fuzzy ring around the ankle made it itch; Qiao Xu was very unaccustomed, and in a soft voice she asked Jin Chen to open it.

"This is inconvenient for me."

"It's fine; I can do anything Xiao Xu needs."

Jin Chen, without further ado, tightly hugged the person, slightly swaying his body; with each movement, the bell on the ankle jingled.

He just held Qiao Xu like that and finished breakfast.

Qiao Xu was still rather awkward, doing her best not to move her feet, anyway Jin Chen was willing to attend to her.

He thought he would hate Jin Chen a lot.

Last night's fright was no less than a bolt from the blue, yet Qiao Xu still couldn't bring herself to hate Jin Chen.

Just as Jin Chen himself said, Jin Fu had repeatedly tried to put him to death, completely refusing to acknowledge him as her own blood.

Now Jin Fu had finally died; if Jin Chen were to hate himself over this matter…

Qiao Xu curled up on the sofa, looking toward the hallway leading to the kitchen door, her eyes lowered as she sighed.

Jin Chen casually ate a few bites, then went to the bedroom to get pajamas, returned to the living room, and personally helped Qiao Xu change into them.

"At home, there's no need to dress so neatly; changing into pajamas is more comfortable."

His tone was gentle, and the motion of holding Qiao Xu while changing her clothes was actually swift.

Qiao Xu: ……" What kind of talk is this?

Unable to escape, she could only let herself enjoy it.

But, it shouldn't be like this now.

He slapped away Jin Chen's hand trying to pull down his underwear, his expression blank but his cheeks flushed.

"Is there any necessary connection between changing into pajamas and taking off underwear?"

Jin Chen's hand backs were slapped red, but he didn't mind, taking out a tube of ointment from the drawer.

"I haven't applied medicine to you yet from last night."

Qiao Xu:?!

He widened his eyes, unable to maintain his deliberate aloofness any longer.

"Why is there also ointment in this house!"