Rebirth of the Entertainment Circle: Return of the Queen

Chapter 80 So you will be unhappy

Xia Ling suddenly stopped and her heartbeat almost stopped.

Chuchen’s tone was calm and unruffled: “I didn’t expect you to run so far, I almost missed it.”

 She didn’t speak, she stepped back, and then backed away...

 She turned around suddenly and was about to run back, but she unexpectedly bumped into two burly men. Their iron tower-like chests hit her painfully. They twisted her around and grabbed her with such force that they almost crushed her bones.

Chu Chen walked over slowly.

"Ye Xingling, don't waste your efforts." He smiled, "There is no way to escape what the boss wants."

"Chu Chen, you will be punished." Xia Ling gritted her teeth, knowing that begging him was useless. This person was hard-hearted, cold-blooded and cruel.

He laughed again: "Little girl, you actually believe this? Don't be naive... By the way, I'll give you a piece of advice. Instead of worrying about me, you should really worry about yourself. Some of the things you have done recently have made your boss Very unpleasant.”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for her reaction, he ordered the two big men: "Take her into the car."

Xia Ling struggled with all her strength and opened her mouth to shout for help.

Behind her, a rough hand covered her mouth, and then she felt a pain in the back of her neck and lost consciousness.

when Wake up.

It is in a retro European-style bedroom, the chandelier is dimly lit, and the heavy wooden door is tightly closed. She was sitting on a huge round bed, which was more than enough for about seven or eight people to lie down at the same time. Above the top of the bed, engraved curtains and gold and silver tassels overlapped and hung down, reflecting on the velvet mattress, making their shadows look like ghosts. .

 The surroundings were quiet, and there was no one except her.

Xia Ling sat up from the bed, lowered her head, and was shocked to find that someone had changed her clothes. The half-sleeved top and light-colored trousers that she originally wore were gone, replaced by a pair of smooth silk clothes. The blouse, a very voluptuous red, was decorated with a lot of gorgeous lace. It was very loose and had a wide open neckline. She had to hold it with her hands from time to time to prevent it from slipping off her fair and round shoulders.

 However, this was not what frightened her the most.

What frightened her the most was that the blouse barely covered her upper body, and the hem only reached the middle of her legs. With just the slightest movement, her beauty could easily be revealed. She felt like all the blood in her body was flowing backwards, and the nightmare she had once resurfaced.

 Mist, villa, cage…

The ferocious memories came overwhelmingly. She had difficulty breathing, and her heartbeat was fast and chaotic. She crawled off the bed on hands and feet, staggered to the heavy bedroom door, and reached out to push and pull the gilded door handle.

 The wooden door did not move at all.

Xia Ling was so scared that she hit it with her body like crazy, hard, and again... I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, the door was opened from the outside. She was unprepared, couldn’t hold back, and fell down. Into an embrace.

 Look up and see the person’s face clearly.

The extremely handsome, majestic and gloomy face is the devil that follows her in her deepest nightmares.

Xia Ling stared at him blankly, her mind going blank. Then, he was caught off guard, his face hurt, and his ears exploded with a "buzzing" sound. His body flew backwards, knocking over two high-backed nanmu carved chairs, and then fell to the carpet.

Her vision was blurry, and for a moment, she thought her body had fallen apart.

Pei Ziheng walked to her with slow steps and squatted down.

 She finally focused her eyes on him and saw his lips opening and closing. It took another moment before a sound reached her ears. "This slap is for Xia Ling," he said gloomily, "Who do you think you are and dare to insult her?"

Xia Ling was confused. When had she ever scolded herself? Even though she has been reincarnated, she is not that boring. But then she realized that it must be Xia Yu... The recent news has been making a lot of noise. Hasn't Xia Yu been framing her, saying that she scolded her "dear sister"?

 When she thought of this, she spoke in a trembling voice: "I didn't scold..."

Before she could finish her words, another heavy slap came down, hitting her on the same cheek. She groaned in pain, feeling that half of her face was burning, numb and swollen. Her mouth and nose were filled with the smell of blood, and warm liquid flowed out from the corners of her lips and along the delicate porcelain white lips. The skin is thin and sinuous.

Pei Ziheng reached out and gently touched her injured face.

As soon as she touched it, she winced in pain.

"You still dare to quibble." He said softly, his fingertips touched the corners of her lips, and a trace of blood was brought to his lips.

"ye Who dares to insult me? Ye Xingling, you will be taught a lesson, I promise."

 He leaned over and looked at her with a strange look.

 When she was Xia Ling in her previous life, he had never looked at her like this. Even in the last and most terrifying year of her life, although the look he looked at her was ruthless, fiery, and irresistibly strong... it would never be like this now. A dead, lifeless thing.

Xia Ling felt chilled in her heart. She supported her body on her elbows and retreated.

 He clamped her chin: "Want to escape?"

 Suddenly, he picked her up roughly. She just felt like the world was spinning. Before she could struggle, she was thrown onto the huge round bed in the center of the bedroom. The bed curtain was half pressed down by her, and beads, satin and tassels staggered and fell on her body.

 He leaned forward, grabbed both of her wrists with one hand, and fixed them above her head.

 She was so frightened that she couldn't escape. She could only shout hoarsely: "Pei Ziheng, let me go!"

 He sneered softly: "You have to pay the price for scolding my Xiaoling."

"I really didn't scold her," Xia Ling was extremely flustered and frightened, suppressing the crying in her voice, "What did I scold her for? What did I scold her for?!"

His expression changed, and he clamped her neck with his hand: "You still have the guts to ask me? Ye Xingling, I tell you, you are the **** who accompanies others to laugh and win, a shameless bitch! You deserve a bad death!"

 Oh my God…

She was stunned, it was so vicious and unpleasant.

For a moment, she couldn't even feel the pain of his neck being tightly clamped. It wasn't until her blood vessels felt like they were about to explode and her breathing was almost stagnant that she struggled subconsciously, and he let go.

 She coughed heartbreakingly and gasped for breath.

 Finally recovered, but felt sad. She finally knew the reason for Pei Ziheng's madness, but...

"I didn't know that someone scolding Xia Ling would make you... unhappy."

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 (End of this chapter)