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Shu Ran sat on the subway, burdened with worries and sorrow, until she finally arrived here.
She buried her head down, stepping carefully over a small puddle, when suddenly, she bumped into a solid and hard chest.
She winced in pain, letting out a hiss as she rubbed her forehead and slowly looked up.
A pair of deep black eyes stared at her intently, filled with what seemed like anger. His thin lips were tightly pressed together, and his face was shrouded in gloom.
Shu Ran's first reaction was confusion; how could Qin Xian be here?
Moreover, he looked like he was very angry.
Before Shu Ran could ask anything, Qin Xian grabbed her by the wrist without saying a word and pulled her forward.
His grip was painfully tight on Shu Ran's hand. She tried to break free while jogging alongside him, but he held on fiercely without letting go. Unable to contain herself, Shu Ran shouted, “Qin Xian, what are you doing? Let go of me!”
However, Qin Xian seemed to ignore her completely and continued walking ahead, his grip unwavering.
Shu Ran had no choice but to endure the pain and keep pace with him, a pale mark forming on her wrist.
As she bit her lip to ease the pain in her wrist, Qin Xian finally stopped deep in an alleyway.
He held her hand tightly and forced her against the wall's corner. His expression was too intimidating for Shu Ran to utter a single word.
He raised his hand and pinched her chin, his tone dark: “Have I been too indulgent with you? Hmm?”
Shu Ran couldn't understand what he meant. Struggling to escape his grip only served to further infuriate Qin Xian.
The moment he thought of her embracing another man, laughing joyfully with him, jealousy drove him mad.
A raging fire ignited in his eyes, and reason and patience vanished completely in that instant.
He held her tightly, his grip on her chin tightening further, forcing her to endure his anger.
Shu Ran was about to speak when suddenly, his cold lips descended upon hers, biting them with a hint of fury.
"It hurts..." Shu Ran cried out in pain. In the next second, his hot tongue slipped into her mouth, filling every inch of her skin, teasing her desires and forcing her to succumb.
"Mm..." She widened her eyes, filled with panic. She struggled desperately to push him away, even hitting him.
But Qin Xian continued to kiss her as if he were oblivious, finding her soft tongue and entangling with it, tormenting her.
Shu Ran feared and resisted this unfamiliar sensation; tears finally welled up in her eyes and streamed down her cheeks.
Noticing something was off with the person in his arms, Qin Xian lifted his gaze to see her pale face filled with fear and the tears rolling down. He became somewhat dazed and loosened his grip on her, only to realize there was a red handprint on her pale chin—his doing.
It was as if he suddenly regained his senses, and the emotions in his eyes softened slightly.
He raised his hand to wipe away the warmth at the corner of her eye, but Shu Ran abruptly turned her head away, rejecting his touch.
She wanted to break free from his hold, but his hand remained tightly grasped around hers. Stubbornly, she spoke with a hint of choking in her voice: "Let go of me, Qin Xian, let go of me."
Qin Xian's gaze deepened as he stared at her reddened eyes; a wave of tenderness quietly crept into his heart, and he loosened his grip on her hand.
Her face was stained with tears, and her already frail body appeared even weaker under his towering figure.
But she raised her hand, repeatedly wiping her lips that he had kissed, desperately trying to erase the trace of his presence on her.
Seeing her look of grievance and fear, he suddenly felt a pang of heartache. However, the moment he noticed her actions, the rationality he had just regained vanished into thin air.
"Who is that man? What is your relationship with him?" he suddenly asked, his oppressive aura diminishing. Upon seeing the photo taken by Du Fan, his possessiveness and desire for control erupted in an instant, making him want to destroy everything.
Shu Ran's eyes were red, looking bewildered. "What man?"
Qin Xian pulled out a photo from somewhere, holding it tightly and letting it dangle in front of her line of sight, his voice icy. "Who is he? What is your relationship with him?"
Shu Ran's eyes widened in shock as she looked at the photo. In it, she was nestled against Xu Yan Ying, looking like a couple filled with sweetness and happiness.
"Where did this photo come from?"
This was taken the night Xu Yan Ying confessed to her and embraced her; someone had actually captured that moment.
"Answer my question."
Digging deeper, he only wanted to get answers from her.
Shu Ran disliked his aggressive attitude, but she felt helpless now, fearing what he might do to her.
"He’s just my senior. What do you want?"
"Ha..." Qin Xian suddenly smiled coldly, sensing the worry in her tone. "What are you afraid of?"
Hearing the protectiveness in her voice, jealousy consumed him at that moment.
"Are you afraid of what I might do to him? Do you like him?"
Shu Ran replied lightly, "That has nothing to do with you."
Qin Xian was tormented by her ambiguous answer, and his patience seemed to vanish completely.
He could not wait any longer; he could not bear the possibility of losing her.
Not even a little.
"Nothing to do with me?" Qin Xian laughed in anger, "It seems you don't want your father's kindergarten anymore."
"What do you mean?" Shu Ran suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with confusion as if he had struck a nerve.
But Qin Xian did not answer. He remained relaxed, slowly taking out his phone and casually dialing a short number.
Shu Ran's gaze followed him, unable to decipher his thoughts.
With just one ring, the call was quickly answered on the other end, the tone respectful. "Qin Shao, what can I do for you?"
He slowly turned his head, looking at Shu Ran's slightly furrowed brows. A cold smile curled on his lips as he lightly uttered a few words, "Starting tomorrow, I don't want to see Childhood Innocence Kindergarten anymore."
"Understood!" The response from the other party was quick and firm.
However, Shu Ran's mind felt like it had exploded, her eyes filled with panic and disbelief. She anxiously spoke up, "You can't do this!"
Her voice carried anger, but to Qin Xian, it sounded soft and lacked substance.
"You'd better not discuss whether or not I can do this. Are you sure you want me to demonstrate it for you?" His tone was arrogant, and his gaze was terrifyingly deep.
What could she do?
She felt helpless; she didn't doubt anything else, but with Qin Xian's capabilities...
"What exactly do you want to do?" Her voice trembled with a hint of tears, her expression frantic.
Her father's kindergarten was her bottom line, her absolute weakness, but now it was in his hands.
How could she not be anxious?
Qin Xian's dark eyes stared at her, filled with deep affection yet also ruthless.
His love was covered in thorns, destined to keep those who loved him at a distance while ensuring that those he loved were left with scars.
"Marry me." He casually tossed out those words, and Shu Ran looked up in shock, colliding with his pitch-black eyes, which held no amusement or mockery.
Shu Ran stood frozen in place, doubting her own eyes. How could it be possible? How could he look so serious?
She shook her head, trying to dispel the thoughts that shouldn't exist.
She began to ponder deeply.
Using herself to exchange for her beliefs, her bottom line, the things she wanted to protect.
Was it worth it?
Was it really worth it?
The answer was beyond doubt.
She had no way out now.
Without this belief, she feared she wouldn't even last until now, and would instead be trapped in endless self-reproach and regret. During that dark period, she was isolated and helpless, with no one to save her—only this belief remained.
So, if she lost this belief, what use would she have left for herself?
But.
But why?
Why would someone like him risk everything to become entangled with her?
She did not understand.
After a while, her eyes cleared, and her tone became resolute: "Answer my last question, and I will agree to you."
"Hmm?" Qin Xian's gaze was lazy, yet he was looking forward to her question.
"Why me, exactly?"
"Why must you marry me?"
Why was it her, such an ordinary girl, such a dull personality, such a pessimistic girl?
That was a good question.
But.
"You don't need to know."
Shu Ran felt somewhat dejected.
Then, a cold voice echoed in her ears.
"You only need to know that I need a Mrs. Qin, and you are that Mrs. Qin."
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