Xiang Qiuci was in tears. “I hate you...”
Leng Jiuchen hugged her even tighter and said in a hoarse voice, “I love you...”
Hearing this, Xiang Qiuci smiled sarcastically.
Maybe before, she had hoped that Leng Jiuchen could say these three words to her, but now, these three words were too ironic, too fake, and too cheap for her.
Xiang Qiuci’s hunger strike plan failed in the end. It was not because of Leng Jiuchen’s words of “I love you”, but because he fed her with his mouth shamelessly.
If she didn’t eat, he would force himself to feed her one mouthful at a time.
She couldn’t struggle at all, nor could she struggle.
Xiang Qiuci had already experienced Leng Jiuchen’s tyranny. If he was ranked second, no one could be ranked first. Even Shi Beiyu couldn’t compare to him!
When Mu Siyin looked at Qiu Ci again, she felt that not only was her face pale, but her eyes were even redder and purer than yesterday.
Thinking back, she had cried a lot last night.
“Qiu Ci...”
