I Want to Rest

"Don't waste your time. You can't even stand still now. Even if you wanted to hit me, I would have to hold still for a while." In order to prevent Cen Shuang from making a move, he had studied her many times. Cen Shuang had won the national children's martial arts championship. Before this, he did not know that this weak little sister-in-law was actually a martial arts expert. Zhuang Tinghao's eyes shone brightly. Ignoring Cen Shuang's struggle, he carried her to a dark corner that was empty of people. There was a small door there, and it led directly to the restroom upstairs. He had already checked it out when he came. This time, he had to get Cen Shuang. Thinking of this, Zhuang Tinghao's heart went crazy. Outside the pool, music was playing. No one noticed what was happening inside. Cen Shuang saw that she was being dragged further and further away. She could only bite her tongue. The taste of blood filled her mouth. The pain made her sober up a little, and she took the opportunity to press on the acupuncture point on Zhuang Tinghao's arm. Immediately, the man howled in pain.

"Let me tell you, even if I can't stand up, I won't need much strength to break one of your arms." This time, she pressed down without holding back at all. The pain in his arm made him let go, and Cen Shuang's legs went limp. She stumbled and crashed into a sturdy chest behind her.

A man's strong forearm wrapped around her waist. That familiar smell made Cen Shuang's heart sink. She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her. Her eyes were red and she could not make a sound. Yang Jinyan was actually seeing her in such a pitiful state! Cen Shuang bit her lower lip harder. The metallic taste in her mouth made her feel so wronged in that moment that she wanted to cry.

"Young Master Yang, don't misunderstand. I saw that my sister-in-law drank too much and wanted to send her home." After realizing who was standing before him, Zhuang Tinghao's courage grew again. The sweat on his forehead made it clear that his arm did hurt. Now that things had come to this, tonight, he had to get this woman.

Cen shuang said rationally, "I'll have to trouble you to send me back to the Zhuang family's house." It was not safe for her to leave looking like this. Only Lan Yibai and Old Master Zhuang could protect her. This was something that Tinghao understood as well. Naturally, he would not let her leave so easily. Yang Jinyan's brows furrowed and his gaze darkened. He picked Cen Shuang up. When Zhuang Tinghao tried to stop him, he raised his leg slightly and kicked his knee. Immediately, a muffled groan came from behind them. Zhuang Tinghao hugged his leg and rolled into the flowers. Breaking his arm had not been enough.

Far away from the villa, Cen Shuang was sweating profusely in Yang Jinyan's arms. "Send me back to the Zhuang house."

Yang Jinyan held onto Cen Shuang's arm tightly and looked at her small face. His black eyes held a dangerous glint, like that of a cheetah. He regretted it. He should not have broken Zhuang Tinghao's leg just now. For someone like him, even beating him to death was not enough. In just an instant, Yang Jinyan quickened his pace and carried Cen Shuang into the car. The bustling streets were full of people, and the bright neon lights could be seen through the car window. The colors of the city were vivid. Cars sped down the streets in a blur, and pedestrians stood on both sides of the streets. Cen Shuang looked out of the window in a daze, gazing at the familiar yet unfamiliar streets. She had grown up in Lin City. She should know everything about this place like the back of her hand. However, after the Cen family went bankrupt, she finally understood how terrifying a city could be. It was ruthless. The Cen family was destroyed, and because of that, the city felt meaningless to her.

"Can you drive faster?" Cen Shuang frowned. Her eyelids were heavy, and that made her eyelashes cast shadows on her face.

Beside her, Yang Jingyan's words were filled with suppressed anger. "This is the reason why you avoided me. You married into the Zhuang family. That's why you rejected me."

She clearly did not need to do this. She could have gone to look for him. If she called him, he would have rushed to her side. However, Cen Shuang had not. She chose the stupidest path. Cen shuang tugged at her skirt and pressed the tip of her tongue against her teeth, she had to stay awake. Once she recovered, that b*stard, Zhuang Tinghao, would suffer worse consequences than a broken arm. No matter how miserable she was, she would not let such a disgusting person treat her that way.

Listening to Yang Jinyan's questioning, Cen Shuang said, "I don't want to talk about this now."

"Don't go back there. Come home with me."

"The Zhuang family doesn't suit me, but the Yang family does? I'm the young madam of the Zhuang family now. I'm Zhuang Hong's wife. Please send me back to the Zhuang house." Cen Shuang's face and eyes were terrifying. Because she bit the tip of her tongue too hard, every word she said was very slow. Her voice trembled at every word. However, in the quiet car, it was clear as a bell. Cen Shuang pursed her lips tightly, and a trace of blood seeped out. Under the dim light, she looked like a terrifying monster. Every word she said was resolute. Even though Cen Shuang was in such a sorry state, she was still the second daughter of the Cen family. She was the number one socialite in Lin City.

Yang Jinyan sighed. "What kind of magic does the Zhuang family have? I can give you everything the Zhuang family can. Why would you marry him?"