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Chapter 257 - 257 258 Dislike (3)_1
Chapter 257 - 257 258 Dislike (3)_1
?Chapter 257: Chapter 258: Dislike (3)_1 Chapter 257: Chapter 258: Dislike (3)_1 Jing Haohao stared at her cellphone screen, rigidly choosing not to answer the call. After a while, her phone rang once again. This time, Haohao decisively switched off her phone.
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“Sorry, the number you have dialed is now turned off.”
Shen Liangnian, hearing the official phone operator’s voice, weariedly lowered his hand that was holding the cell phone, standing by the window and lighting up a cigarette.
By the time Qiao Wennuan came out of the kitchen after making dinner and entered the bedroom, she saw Shen Liangnian standing there with a gloomy silhouette, quietly smoking his cigarette.
It was hard to tell how many cigarettes he had smoked; the entire room was filled with a choking tobacco smell. Shen Liangnian, the man himself, coughed periodically while smoking, hunched over.
Qiao Wennuan stood at the doorway, watching Shen Liangnian’s back for a good while before mustering up the courage to walk in. She moved quietly beside Shen Liangnian, reached out, snatched the cigarette from his hand, and said, “Stop smoking; it’s bad for your health.”
Shen Liangnian seemed as though he hadn’t heard Qiao Wennuan; he continued to take a pack of cigarettes from the window sill, opened it only to find it empty. Shen Liangnian stared at the cigarette pack in his hand for a while, then suddenly he spoke in a dangerously low voice, “Qiao Wennuan, what did you put into my coffee?”
Qiao Wennuan stood by the side in silence.
Shen Liangnian suddenly clenched his fist around the pack of cigarette, gritting his teeth and said, “So, you’ve really done it, now I’m truly done with Haohao, are you satisfied?”
After saying that, Shen Liangnian took a deep breath, his whole body beginning to tremble.
Qiao Wennuan was somewhat afraid yet still managed to reach out her hand and lightly touch Shen Liangnian’s arm. “I made porridge. You haven’t eaten anything for a long time. You should eat something, you’ve always had a weak stomach.”
“Don’t touch me!” Shen Liangnian suddenly violently shook off Qiao Wennuan’s arm.
His force was quite strong; Qiao Wennuan was thrust backwards and accidentally hit her forehead on the corner of the table. Soon, a viscous red line of blood trickled down.
However, Qiao Wennuan did not cry, nor did she lift her hand to wipe off the blood on her face. She just stubbornly pursed her lips, looking at Shen Liangnian.
Yet, Shen Liangnian, on seeing her bleeding forehead, showed no concern as he once would have. He just coldly stared at Qiao Wennuan, an alarming red gleaming in the depths of his eyes.
Qiao Wennuan was somewhat scared; she had never seen Shen Liangnian like this. Subconsciously, she shrank back and called out, “Liangnian.”
“Don’t call me!” Shen Liangnian, as if poked raw, suddenly charged forward. His hands brutally clasped around Qiao Wennuan’s throat, as if exerting all his strength.
Qiao Wennuan was instantly unable to breathe. After a moment, her face turned red and it felt like her throat was on fire. She raised her hands, struggling to pry Shen Liangnian’s hand off. But she couldn’t resist the strength of a man. In the end, all she could do was kick her legs to relieve the discomfort from suffocating.
She loved him so much, was he really going to choke her to death now?
Qiao Wennuan’s vision began to darken, and as she thought about it, tears rolled down her face.
Shen Liangnian felt the wetness spreading on the back of his hand and realized what he was doing. He looked at Qiao Wennuan who was gasping for breath, and suddenly released his grip. Grabbing her by the shoulders, he pulled her up and, with a hard shake, thrust her violently against the closet behind them.