Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 200: You Really Don’t Care About Your Life!
Yu Xia did not want to be close to him at all right now and struggled to push him away.
"Get away! Xie Qingci, get away from me!"
Determined not to let him approach her, she couldn’t push his hand away, so she turned around and slapped him directly.
With a "smack," Xie Qingci’s head jerked to the side.
His skin easily bore marks. He usually turned red from too much kissing, and now a hard slap left a direct imprint on his face, splitting the corner of his mouth again.
His movements finally halted, and he slowly turned his head to look at her.
That gaze was truly frightening, dark and oppressive, like a calm sea, brewing a storm beneath.
She didn’t dare meet that gaze and let her eyes fall casually on the tiger doll on the cabinet by the entrance.
Aside from their heaving chests, their breaths were still rapid, and the room was engulfed in silence.
Just as Yu Xia thought he would let go and leave, Xie Qingci wiped the blood from his wound onto his lips and then pinched her cheek, kissing her fiercely.
It was a swallow-her-whole kind of force; she immediately felt suffocated and in unbearable pain, her twisted neck aching and stiff.
She tried to push him again, but as her hands reached out, she noticed his free hand was unbuckling his belt.
Yu Xia panicked, letting out muffled sounds, but he pressed her harder against the door. After a slight click sound, he recklessly charged forward.
Simultaneously, Yu Xia felt a sharp pain in her chest, yet his malignant hand did not stop.
Xie Qingci’s panting was accompanied by laughter. Perhaps he gained more satisfaction, as he finally mercifully released her lips.
His hot breath sprayed over her exposed neckline, forcing her to look up and listen to his nonsense.
"Can you feel it? We’re meant for each other. You should belong to me, and no one can take you away."
"I love you so much, love you until I’m begging, almost on my knees, Yu Xia. Why can’t you give me some feedback?"
"Why don’t we stay like this until tomorrow? When your agent can’t find you and comes knocking, they’ll see us together..."
"Then everyone will know you’re mine. No one can spread rumors about you. No matter which man you’re with, it’s a betrayal against me. You wouldn’t leave such negative news about yourself, and then I can be assured. Let’s let them find us, okay?"
"Mmm—don’t bite."
Once Yu Xia passed that bizarre peak feeling and came to her senses, hearing his words made her almost want to slap him again.
Her hands and feet bound, she simply cursed directly: "Xie Qingci! Have you completely lost your mind? Your brain is messed up, and your rationality has been eaten by dogs! Let me go!"
Xie Qingci chuckled deeply, releasing one hand to cover her mouth, teasing her tongue playfully with his fingers like a toy.
"You better not speak. I don’t like to hear it."
Yu Xia couldn’t resist, her mind a chaotic mess, even thinking she might enroll in a martial arts class someday to flip him over directly.
His reckless force was too terrifying. Yu Xia gradually didn’t have the time to think about those things, enduring her desire to beat him to death, and spat out his troublesome fingers, shouting at him:
"I’m very cold! If I catch a cold, you’re done for!"
Xie Qingci perhaps retained some rationality, wrapping her in his clothes and moving to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, things got even more outrageous, completely unrestrained, sounding like a literary film.
She began to feel dizzy again, as if from a hot air balloon to a rocking fishing boat on the sea.
Xie Qingci’s nonsense continued; compared to her, he actually seemed more like a drunk, rambling until suddenly, Yu Xia felt a few cool water droplets sliding down her back.
The droplets on her lower back were likely sweat, but there were other water droplets...
Is this guy sweating while crying?!
This is ridiculous. You’d think he’s the one who suffered a huge injustice! A fighter athlete, he says!
She wanted to curse him again, but she genuinely had no strength left, plus he covered her from the neck down with a blanket, making it impenetrable to cold air and impossible to prop herself up for a passionate scolding.
It wasn’t clear how long passed, but suddenly Xie Qingci stopped, lying on her back motionless.
With effort, Yu Xia twisted her head, cheek brushing against his forehead, intending to say "get out" again, but she felt the searing heat from his forehead.
He’s got a fever.
"...Xie Qingci! You’re really playing with fire!"
Passed out from a fever!
She pushed him off and scrambled up, feeling a tightness in her chest. She covered her mouth and rushed to the bathroom, vomiting while tears welled up.
Finally, she felt a little better. After showering and cleaning herself up, without even glancing at the bed, she headed straight to the living room, found her phone, and curled up on the couch to call Mei.
Mei lived in Hai City, not far away, and arrived within half an hour, rushing through the door with a medicine box.
"Fever medicine, fever patches, cold medicine, and I even bought an ass shot."
Yu Xia lay motionless on the couch, nodding weakly.
"Just set it down. Thanks, Mei. Sorry to call you out on New Year’s Day. You can go back."
Mei seemed unsure, glanced at her, and asked, "Do you really not need any help? You don’t look well."
"It’s fine," she pressed her temple, "We start work tomorrow afternoon, right? Come pick me up at noon."
"Okay, I live nearby, so if you need anything, feel free to call me."
Mei came quickly and left quickly. After she left, Yu Xia finally dug out some fever medicine from the box and trudged back to the bedroom.
The atmosphere inside was thick, Xie Qingci lay in the blanket, his cheeks flushed with fever.
Alongside the wound on his mouth, the slap mark on his face, and the faint traces of tears on his thick eyelashes, he looked utterly pitiful.
She plucked out two fever pills and stuffed them into his mouth, giving him water to swallow and sticking a fever patch on his forehead.
Then, she pushed him along with the blanket onto the floor.
Changing the sheets, she grimaced while climbing onto the bed for a sleep that lasted five or six hours due to her dazed state.
She woke up in the middle of the night.
Xie Qingci on the floor had not awakened yet, but his forehead was no longer hot, his parched lips pressed tightly together.
She sat at the bedside looking at him for a good while, examining him meticulously, like during their first meeting. Every inch of him physically was just to her taste.
Though he loved to play the victim, loved being coy, coaxing her into close contact, she didn’t dislike it, and his sincere, intense love, occasional jealous madness for her, she liked very much.
Thinking of it, she felt he acted out of genuinely liking her, liking her so much it lacked confidence, liking her so much it caused insecurity, so she was willing to comfort him.
But that didn’t mean she could accept today’s treatment.
Senseless doubts, reckless madness, lawless coercion.
"Bzzz—bzzz—"
The phone’s vibration interrupted her thoughts. Picking up Xie Qingci’s cell from the floor, she answered.
"Mr. Yang? Yes, Xie Qingci is here with me."
