The Scheming Billionaire's Heartfelt Devotion

Chapter 455 - 469: I’m feeling really uncomfortable right now, Xiao Xi, can you...

"You... Han Xi, you’re really ungrateful. If I wanted to kill you, I could just shoot you dead right now, why would I bother to give you drugs over and over again?"Liao Tingting shouted sharply, the delicate makeup on her side profile tense.

Liao Tingxiao leaned over and took the soup bowl in front of Han Xi: "I’ll drink it for Xiao Xi, she’s injured and really shouldn’t drink seafood soup."

Liao Tingting didn’t stop him, anyway it didn’t matter who drank it between the two of them.

After dinner, Liao Tingxiao went to the study. There were a few shipments that needed to be transported into the country recently, so he and Zhang Chao had to start making arrangements.

The two of them talked in the study for about ten minutes, then Liao Tingxiao started feeling uncomfortably hot. He raised his hand to tug at his shirt collar, just as he was about to get a glass of water, the study door was pushed open.

"Brother, Han Xi’s wound is hurting badly, do you want to go take a look?" Liao Tingting stood at the door, arms crossed, asking casually.

Liao Tingxiao frowned and stood up from the office chair: "Wasn’t it almost healed? How could it suddenly start hurting again? Did you call Doctor Wang?"

While speaking, Liao Tingxiao had already walked out of the study, with Liao Tingting following closely behind with a raised corner of her mouth: "I’ve already called Doctor Wang."

Downstairs, Liao Tingxiao pushed open the door to Han Xi’s bedroom. As soon as he entered, Liao Tingting locked the door from outside: "Brother, enjoy yourself. Don’t let my good intentions go to waste."

Liao Tingxiao darkened his face and knocked on the door a few times, his voice low with displeasure: "Liao Tingting, open the door right now, stop messing around."

Liao Tingting put the key in her pants pocket, ignoring him with a satisfied smile.

She couldn’t believe that this time Liao Tingxiao wouldn’t end up sleeping with Han Xi, she had put a double dose in the soup at noon, ensuring they’d be lost in ecstasy.

Now it felt like there was a fire burning inside Liao Tingxiao’s body, unbearably uncomfortable. He irritably pulled off his shirt, throwing it on the ground.

In the room, Han Xi looked at Liao Tingxiao warily: "What are you doing? Get out right now."

"Tingting must have drugged the soup at noon, I’m feeling really uncomfortable. Xiao Xi, could you..."

"Liao Tingxiao, shut up..."

Han Xi backed away in fear, her expression panicked as she watched Liao Tingxiao approach her: "Get out, you promised you wouldn’t force me."

"Xiao Xi, I’m really suffering now, I want you, please help me, okay?"

Liao Tingxiao didn’t stop moving, the intense desire in his body was close to swallowing all his reason.

The woman in front of him was his dream, and right now, he wanted nothing more than to take her, disregarding everything.

Han Xi’s heart pounded in fear to the point of almost stopping. She remembered she had hidden a dagger in her clothes when she left An City. Frantically, she ran to the wardrobe to find the dagger.

"Get out, or I’ll show you how I’ll die."

Han Xi put the dagger to her neck, her clear eyes filled with distress.

"Xiao Xi, put the knife down, it’s dangerous. You’ll be mine sooner or later. I’m just exercising that right a little early. I promise I’ll treasure and love you more than Lu Jinghan."

Liao Tingxiao’s voice was tainted with a husky desire, a certain thing in his body rapidly swelling, desperately needing release.

Han Xi gently slid the dagger across her neck, the cold blade tainted with fresh blood.

"Xiao Xi, what are you doing?"