After the divorce, the crazy CEO knocked on his ex-wife's door every night.

"The gentleman is in a very bad mood right now, please try your best to comfort him."

After saying this, he adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and then stepped aside to let the guests in.

Shen Xuan pursed her lips, stood stiffly in place, and did not immediately step into the house.

Even just standing outside the door, she could clearly feel the oppressive and tense atmosphere that permeated the room, making her feel extremely suffocated.

After pausing for a moment, as if she had made a decision, she pushed open the door and stepped into the house.

The door seemed to separate two worlds, and she stepped into a place where she didn't know what would happen.

At this moment, Li Siyuan was sitting with his legs crossed, his back to her.

He sat there motionless, like an ice sculpture.

Looking at that cold, distant figure, she could feel that his heart was burning like a raging fire, as if it could burn her to ashes.

The invisible pressure and anger permeated the air, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees.

She walked a short distance, then seemed to remember something, took a few steps back, put her hand on the handrail, and couldn't help but want to open the door and go out directly.

Although the footsteps were very light, they were exceptionally clear in the empty and quiet room, and each step could be heard clearly.

She glanced at his back, which was cold and unyielding, like an unbreakable wall that made people afraid to approach.

Her movements stopped abruptly, her fingers unconsciously pressing on the handrail, almost opening the door.

That hesitation and fear kept struggling in my heart.

Li Siyuan sensed her actions behind him, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.

Anger made his whole body tremble slightly, and his fists were unusually stiff from being clenched so tightly.

His tall, slender figure suddenly stood up from the sofa, and he strode angrily toward her.

With each step, a dull thud echoed across the floor, as powerful and awe-inspiring as a war drum.

Shen Xuan stood there with a frown, watching him approach step by step, as if each step was stepping on her heart, making her heart clench.

The oppressive feeling made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

She glanced at him and immediately looked away, a small gesture that enraged him.

At that moment, her face seemed to become a trigger point, igniting all the violence deep within him.

His fingers gripped her chin tightly, roughly and irresistibly, and he kissed her directly, completely disregarding her feelings.

The force was so great that it seemed to want to swallow her whole.

The alcohol mixed with his heavy breathing hit her in the face, and the pungent smell made it hard for her to breathe, making her feel nauseous.

She used all her strength to try to push him away, her hands pressed against his chest as she struggled.

Finally, after a desperate struggle, she managed to rush into the bathroom and lay face down on the sink, retching incessantly.

Although she didn't vomit anything, the churning sensation still caused her immense pain.

This scene further fueled his anger.

In his view, this was an expression of his disgust for her, a silent protest.

He grabbed her wrist roughly and pressed her against the sink, his rough movements showing no regard for her feelings.

That force and ruthlessness were like a sharp needle piercing her fragile skin, causing her extreme discomfort and pain.

Her inner turmoil and fear rose, overwhelming her last line of defense like a tidal wave.

That overwhelming feeling came like a tidal wave, as if it would swallow her whole into an abyss.

"Li Siyuan, can't you calm down?"

Shen Xuan's tone was filled with helplessness and a hint of pleading, "I know I was wrong, and I've apologized to you. You're not satisfied with me, and you've even taken everything from the Shen family. Isn't that enough? Shouldn't we end this here?"

Her words revealed a deep weariness and despair, as if she had no strength left to go on.

"Shen Xuan, what am I to you?"

Li Siyuan's eyes reddened slightly, his sharp gaze piercing through the air and straight into the depths of her heart.

Her heart sank suddenly, and an overwhelming sadness welled up inside her, flooding her reason like a torrent.

"Tell me, what exactly do you think of me?"

His voice trembled slightly as he reached out and grabbed her chin, his rough fingers sliding down her cheek to her neck—all expressions of his intense dissatisfaction.

Shen Xuan felt a pain spread throughout her body, and her heart turned ice-cold.

She retreated in terror, pressing herself tightly against the edge of the sink, her wrist firmly held by Li Siyuan, leaving her no chance to resist.

The air was thick with a suffocating atmosphere, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Suddenly, Li Siyuan's gaze lingered on her neck.

Because she was wearing a gray turtleneck sweater, the neckline covered the wound, and only upon close inspection could one see the blood seeping out.

Upon seeing this, Li Siyuan's face immediately turned extremely cold and angry.

"How did this come about?"

He asked sharply, his gaze fixed on Shen Xuan with the intensity of an eagle.

"What happened between you and the Lu family that would make them attack you?"

He carefully touched the wound with his finger, his eyes filled with tension and anger.

Shen Xuan saw the mark on her neck in the mirror and realized that the necklace she had worn for more than 20 years was gone, and she didn't know when it was lost.

She felt a pang of heartache; it was her mother's only keepsake.

It must have been accidentally torn off by someone at Jin Shuying's villa the day before yesterday.

Thinking of this, Shen Xuan's eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.

“They are the ones who took me in. If it weren’t for them, I would have frozen to death on the street that cold night. Si Yuan, couldn’t you leave me even the last bit of space to survive? I’ve already been forced to give up everything in Jiangcheng, and you still think that’s not enough punishment for me?”

"Just because of that insignificant kindness, you gave yourself to others without any principles, Shen Xuan. I find you utterly disgusting."

He stared at the woman in front of him with an extremely terrifying look, while tightly gripping her wrist, exuding a strong sense of anger and dissatisfaction.

“Li Siyuan, please don’t transfer your malice onto me. I have already repaid you for all the pain and humiliation I suffered in Jiangcheng. In my opinion, our grievances should end here, and there is no need to continue making trouble unreasonably.”

She struggled to break free from the oppressive feeling of his iron-like fingers, but he only increased his strength, making her feel as if her bones were about to crack.