Chapter 57: Chapter 57 - 57 Lost

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Su Zixi, in a daze, suddenly saw the long-absent Mr. He appear at the entrance of the lounge.

He wore a neatly pressed suit, his slightly somber face expressionless. In his dark, profound eyes, it seemed as if waves were crashing, and his jaw slightly tightened, revealing his furious anger.

In this state, he was extremely handsome, yet extremely dangerous, creating an inexplicable allure.

Su Zixi heard the thumping of her own heartbeat. She involuntarily swallowed, staring at him blankly.

He Jingyao walked towards her step by step, removing his suit jacket as he walked, revealing the black shirt underneath.

Soon, he stood in front of her and knelt on one knee, grasping her wrist.

Su Zixi shivered slightly.

In that instant, she foolishly thought he was going to propose to her…

But then Su Zixi quickly remembered that this man already had a fiancée.

Immediately, all her fanciful thoughts were like being doused with cold water, completely extinguishing them. She felt a sharp pain in her heart and involuntarily bit her lip.

He Jingyao scrutinized her for a long while, ensuring she was unharmed, before speaking in a deep voice, “What happened? Why are you at the hospital?”

Su Zixi lowered her eyes, “Nothing… Mr. He, I’m sorry, but I have a competition to attend. I must go back immediately, so…”

He Jingyao furrowed his brow.

“Didn’t I tell you to call me by my name?” he said, displeased.

Su Zixi tightened her lips, looking somewhat stubborn.

This man was already someone else’s fiancé. She had to keep her distance from him.

“The competition is delayed by an hour. You don’t need to worry,” He Jingyao suddenly reached out to lift her chin, “Tell me, why are you at the hospital?”

Su Zixi was startled; she tilted her head to avoid his somewhat scorching fingers, “That’s my business.”

He Jingyao laughed out of anger.

A week apart, and this woman had grown more defiant.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

What had happened to make her attitude change so suddenly?

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t say. I can find out,” He Jingyao curled his lips, dangerously closing in on her, “And, why haven’t you used the gift I gave you last time?”

Su Zixi was stunned.

She suddenly remembered, before getting out of the car that day, Uncle Li had given her a gift bag. But then she encountered He Jingyao’s fiancée, and that gift bag seemed to have been thrown on the ground…

Afterwards, she was busy preparing for the competition and completely forgot about it.

Hearing He Jingyao mention it now, her eyes heated up, and she said coldly, “I lost it.”

“Lost it?” He Jingyao’s gaze darkened, gripping her wrist tightly.

“Yes!” Su Zixi winced in pain and recklessly said, “I probably threw it away like garbage!”

As soon as the words left her mouth, she saw the man’s eyes turn icy and dark!

“Su Zixi,” he slowly uttered her name, his voice still gentle, “Care to repeat that?”

No one had ever dared speak to him in such a manner. Were all women as bold and foolish as her, or was she the only one with such audacity?

Su Zixi heard his low, gentle voice, but it made her scalp tingle.

Her heart involuntarily trembled. Biting her lip, she said, “Mr. He, we never had any relationship to begin with. Please don’t appear before me again, okay?”

He Jingyao was even more certain: something had happened that he didn’t know about.

He let out a cold laugh, “No relationship? Su Zixi, have you forgotten? We’ve already slept together.”