Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

A gust of wind blew in at that moment, ruffling the girl's slightly curly black hair. She pursed her lips, remaining silent, her beautiful red eyes brimming with tears as she stared at the furious man for a long time, looking aggrieved.

"Don't look at me like that!" the man, whose blood was flowing backward, roared in a low voice.

She used that look in her eyes to deceive me time and time again. She's a little liar, a master at playing the victim and fooling people...

"Waaah..." Yao Gongyue turned her face away, crying even more aggrievedly.

"What are you crying for? I didn't cry even when you almost killed me, and you're acting all wronged?" He was still furious, but he loosened his grip and slid his large hand behind her head, digging his fingers into the girl's thick, long hair. "Don't cry!"

"Woooooooo..."

She cried even harder, her whole body trembling with each sob, "So, Hong Jin, you're planning to kill me, aren't you?"

"Why should I? I was just dating you. Neither of us made any promises. If we felt it wasn't right, we broke up. I didn't do anything immoral. Why do you want to kill me?"

Her face was streaked with tears, a mixture of grievance and stubbornness. She shook off the man's large hand, saying, "Look at you, so fierce, domineering, and forceful. I'm timid and cowardly, and I don't want to talk to you anymore. What's wrong with that? You're a grown man, can't you let go of what you've got? And you're acting like you're going to die for a little girl like me!"

Turning the tables on me, using reverse psychology? That little rascal!

The man's shrewd, wolf-like eyes remained expressionless. "Baby! That trick is no longer effective. Let's try something else!" He calmly took out a cigarette, tilted his head, lit it, and after half a minute of silence, looked at her and spoke in a deep voice.

Yao Gongyue was suddenly doused with cold water. Why did her tricks, which had always worked before, suddenly stop working? What kind of tricks was that bastard man playing?

The girl before him still had tears on her face, but her bright eyes showed no sadness whatsoever. The man snorted coldly; she really was a drama queen.

"Baby, I need to be able to be lied to you so that you can lie to me, understand?"

The implication is that men simply saw through her little tricks but chose not to expose her? Watching her act was like watching a monkey show?

Her mind went blank for a moment, and she wiped her face coyly, pouting, "How about I try to act cute?"

The man didn't speak, his long, slender fingers holding a cigarette as he stared at her intently until the cigarette was mostly burned out, neither of them moving!

"What? Can't keep up the act?" Hong Jin irritably stubbed out his cigarette and tossed it to the ground. His large, bony hand trembled slightly as he grabbed the trembling girl on the bed. "You were just putting on an act for me all along, weren't you?"

"I love you so much I'd give my life for you, but you're just putting on an act for me, aren't you?"

A sharp pain shot through her wrist, but the man's words pierced the long-dormant nerve in her heart.

"Yao Gongyue, I love you, I love you with my life!"

"Yao Gongyue, if you don't love me, what's the point of my life!"

"Yao Gongyue, I really am going to die, please, don't stop loving me!"

……

A bright and beautiful sixteen-year-old girl in the prime of her life is forced into a relationship by a boy with self-indulgent love. She is filled with fear and confusion.

I don't understand why anyone would give their life to express love? What does love have to do with life?

You love me, so I have to love you back? I don't love you, so you should just die? How can anyone have such a naive mindset?

She hadn't done anything except avoid that boy, yet she was thrust into the spotlight by a barrage of rumors.

She clearly stated that she wouldn't like him after his mother insulted her, yet he actually jumped from the seventh floor.

The coward's stubbornness ultimately cost innocent people their lives.

"What would I do with your life?" Years of suppressed pain and resentment erupted at this moment. Her eyes were red as she glared at the man in front of her.

"I'm not a man-eating demon, what use is your life to me? If you don't want to live, then die. Why use the name of loving me? What have I done to you? Why are you threatening me with your lives one by one?"

At this moment, the world was turned upside down, and her mind was filled with a mix of reality and illusion. It was as if that broken boy from back then was standing in front of her again, expressing his burning love, completely disregarding the situation he was facing.

“Because of your life, I was ostracized by my classmates, and a petition was filed demanding my expulsion. Not a single school in the entire city of Beijing wanted me. I was only sixteen years old. Li Heng, why did you do this to me…”

The girl in front of him was trembling in pain, her eyes completely unfocused and confused. She was speaking to him, but she was calling out another man's name.

He narrowed his dark eyes slightly, watching her without showing any emotion. This was another side of her, wasn't it? No wonder, he always felt that although she smiled, there was always a faint mist in her eyes.

Sixteen years old? Li Heng? Threat? What has she been through? Why is she reacting this way to what I said?

Yao Gongyue was in a state of confusion, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. She felt increasingly tightness in her chest, and then everything went black before her eyes, and she fainted.

"Yuebao!" Hong Jin caught her head with his large hand as she fell down, only then noticing that her face was abnormally red and that she was sweating profusely. His heart ached as if it were being pricked by needles, and he regretted that she had just woken up from a fright and that he had made things worse for her.

He missed her so much that he couldn't sleep all night. He was so happy when he saw her again that he didn't know what to do with his heart. He went through so much trouble to bring her here. Why bother with so many other things?

boom!

The man slammed his fist on the headboard of the solid wood bed, wiped his face hard, and called the doctor.

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The night shrouded the pure white buildings nestled in the mountains. On a Southeast Asian-style garden bench, a tall man smoked one cigarette after another.

He made a huge decision to bring Yao Gongyue here. If this matter were exposed, it would definitely tarnish the family's reputation and might even involve the political sphere. But he didn't care. No matter how troublesome the situation was, it was just a matter of how much effort he had to put in.

What's truly frustrating is her attitude.

Only at this moment did he have to face one thing: Yao Gongyue did not love him.

I hadn't thought that much about it before. I thought that her constant fussing was just a little girl trying to get my attention. He was indeed busy and didn't spend much time with her, so he tried his best to make up for it with money and material things.

It wasn't until she left without a trace that he realized he had been too arrogant and had neglected her. He had never seriously tried to understand anything about her.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number.

"Hey! Young Master Hong, oh no, you should be called Prince now, what brings you here to think of me?" A lazy male voice came from the other end of the line.

"Zhou Qian, there's something I need you to investigate!" Hong Jin got straight to the point.

A lazy "Hmm!" came from the other end. Hong Jin flicked off his cigarette ash and said in a deep voice, "Yao Gongyue! A resident of Beijing. I need to know everything about her from childhood to adulthood!"

"Who? Which Yao Gongyue?" The person on the other end seemed surprised and raised their voice two octaves. "Don't tell me it's Yao Gongyue, the 'Little Chang'e' from the 'Southern Ouyang, Northern Chang'e' duo of beauties of the capital!"

Hong Jin had always known that his Yue Bao was breathtakingly beautiful, but he never expected that she would have such a reputation in the capital. His wolf-like eyes flashed with a dangerous cold light.

"It seems you knew!"

Of course he knew. As the number one figure among the young masters of Beijing's elite circles, how could Zhou Qian not have heard of the name "Little Chang'e"? His gang of cronies were eyeing her like wolves eyeing meat. It's just that she had some trouble a few years ago and suddenly disappeared from Beijing.