Why?

The surroundings returned to silence. Yanyan stood on the balcony, unmoving. His eyes fell on the screen of his mobile phone. He called, "Hide the news that Mulan is dead and do not reveal it."

After calming down, Yanyan turned around, looked at the unburned cigarette in his hand, put it out, and threw it into the nearby ashtray. Then, he strolled towards the office.

He raised his hand, turned the doorknob, and opened the door. Two nurses in the office were responsible for guarding Tang Qing. When they saw his figure at the door, they respectfully said, "Mr. Yan."

Yanyan raised his finger and made a silent gesture. His thin lips moved slightly as he ordered, "Go out."

Everyone exited and walked carefully to the door, and the room was silent.

Walking to the bed and sitting on the edge, Yanyan raised his hand and touched Tang Qing's face. With her pale face and frowning eyebrows, Tang Qing's retreat made Yanyan feel inexplicably heartbroken.

Seeing her like this made his heart palpitate. But the injuries on her body were caused by him.

Why her?

This is a question Yanyan has asked himself. Why would he force her to accept his love so much?

Here is the continuation of the story:

Yanyan looked at Tang Qing steadily for a while. Suddenly, he felt a bitter taste and wanted to find a cigarette to smoke. But a thought flashed through his mind - Tang Qing didn't like the smell of smoke, so he gave up the idea.

The faint breathing in the room reminded Yanyan of how much he had done just now. He knew clearly that Tang Qing had always feared him, but he still forced her to accept his so-called love in a rage.

She was so fragile that he was astonished at that time. She had no lines of defense and no ability to resist. He didn't need to overthink or be defensive; he could have her wholeheartedly.

He remembered the words she had accidentally shouted, "I don't want it." He laughed it off, bit her neck, and only replied, "It will feel good." He was still angry then, so she never mentioned her feelings again. It was not until he calmed down that he realized what he had just done was wrong.

Yanyan sat next to Tang Qing, and his slender fingers slid across her face and rested on her lips. Tang Qing's lips were gorgeous, pink in color. Sometimes, when he kissed her, he would bite them unconsciously, savoring this unique feeling.

Lifting Tang Qing's face slightly, Yanyan leaned down and gently kissed her lips with his beautiful, thin lips.

"Why can't you like me more?" He suddenly spoke in a low voice; looking at her, he told her quietly. "Don't you know that if I decide to like you, that person must be you? Qingqing."

He stopped talking but suddenly lowered his head and bit her lips fiercely. From gentle to violent, peaceful to frightening, a deep kiss could also cause a storm.

He finally woke up Tang Qing. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Yanyan's face, which was so tender that it had an unrealistic beauty. His angry look a few hours ago immediately appeared in front of her eyes, and she suddenly woke up with deep fear in her eyes.

"I'm sorry," he apologized suddenly, touching her face; his eyes were tender and watery as if he was delusional: "I hurt you..."

He was right in front of her, just a few centimeters away, but she still couldn't see his heart. This man was so deep that Tang Qing felt that she had never seen through him.

She avoided his stressful gaze: "It doesn't matter..."

"Qingqing, don't say that." Yanyan said, calling Tang Qing's name, his voice was so gentle, "From now on, stay with me, don't hang out with other people, be my assistant first during the internship, okay?"

In just a few words, Tang Qing was so brilliant; how could she not understand what he meant? Lowering her head, she had no choice but to compromise, "...Okay."

He smiled, his smile bright. With his hands on both sides of her body, he kissed her lips and comforted her softly: "I like Qingqing the most."

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In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight shines through the curtains, warming the elegant and delicate duplex villa. The main bedroom, bathed in a soothing light blue hue, exudes a sense of purity and calm. The crystal chandelier overhead inlaid with natural diamonds, casts a luxurious glow.

Years of habit have ingrained a biological clock in Tang Qing, waking her up precisely at seven o'clock. As she opens her eyes, the beautiful chandelier comes into view - a reminder that this is Yanyan's home, a place Tang Qing may be destined to call home forever, for Yanyan will not let her go.

Tang Qing's life has long been intertwined with Yanyan's. When she was just ten years old, she had made a pact with her dear friend Mulan to live happily ever after in the same home. But fate had other plans - at eighteen, she fell in love with Yanyan, believing he would one day become her husband.

Tragically, when Tang Qing turned twenty, Mulan was kidnapped, and the culprit was Yanyan himself. A heated argument ensued as Tang Qing struggled to understand the gentle Yanyan's sudden possessiveness and jealousy. Ultimately, at twenty-one, she decided to break up with him, extracting a promise that he would never seek her out again.

Yet, in her twenty-sixth year, Yanyan made another mistake, and it seems Tang Qing's life revolved around him for the first half of her life. As she stands up and gets dressed, Tang Qing knows Yanyan will not approve, and yet she cannot find the strength to resist him. The power of their love has completely ensnared her, leaving her trapped and uncertain of her future, she did not know what she should do.