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He moved slowly, his gaze wandering, making it hard to tell who he was looking at, but it was clear that no one in the room paid him any attention.
So when he walked up to Lu Yishan with a drawing board in hand, I thought he had mistaken her for someone else and was trying to return it to her. I never expected this guy to lift it up and slam it down on her head with a loud "thud."
We were all stunned, followed by Lu Yishan's scream.
Blood flowed down from her head, tracing along her forehead and into her eye socket, creating a red line that split her face apart. Her beautiful features instantly turned terrifying, like something out of a horror movie.
Handsome Teacher couldn't care less about me anymore; he threw down what he was holding and rushed over to grab Lu Yishan, pulling her outside.
The studio fell silent all at once. I stood at the entrance, dazed, while Ye Guang looked apologetically at the broken drawing board, gently tracing his fingers over it.
"I'm sorry, I'll buy you a new one," he said.
I snapped back to reality and quickly took the drawing board from his hands. "No need for that. Thanks for earlier, but that woman is not easy to deal with. I'm going to call Teacher and say I hit her. Just forget about this, okay?"
Ye Guang shyly glanced at me, his words slightly stammering. "Are you angry?"
I hurriedly shook my head. "No, it's just that you don't understand our situation, and I don't want to involve you."
He stood there mumbling for a moment before returning silently to his drawing board, not looking at me or saying anything further.
In fact, before I could make the call, Xiao Minxing's phone rang first. He immediately asked, "Why did you hit Yishan?"
"I didn't..." I started to say but then remembered what had just happened and quickly added, "Okay, yes, I hit her because she deserved it."
The person on the other end sounded explosive: "Alright, you've got guts."
The call ended, and I stood there in the studio for a long time before finally piecing everything together.
I don't need to make up lies anymore; Lu Yishan has already placed the blame squarely on my shoulders. Now, it seems the whole world knows that a pure and lovely girl, on her first day at Studio, got hit on the head by a fierce and unreasonable woman, causing her to bleed.
This is fine; everyone will point their fingers at me, and no one will care about Ye Guang. He was only involved because of me, and there's no need for him to take any more blame. After all, I have never been seen as a good person in Xiao Minxing's eyes.
The class is ruined, and my mind is in chaos as I pack my things to go home.
Naturally, there’s no one at home, but I can’t sit still. I keep waiting for news from Xiao Minxing, and I'm also worried about how Lu Yishan is doing. Is she suffering from a concussion or a brain hemorrhage?
Although I hate her, I never imagined that one day it would turn into such a bloody scene.
At noon, he didn’t come back.
In the evening, he still didn’t return.
Late at night, he was still absent.
I grew tired of waiting and fell asleep on the Sofa in the living room. When I woke up from the cold, it was already early morning, and I still hadn’t seen any sign of him.
My heart felt both cold and sour; even a fool could guess that he was probably at the Hospital with Lu Yishan.
Hesitating for a moment, I dialed his number. He picked up quickly, but his voice was very low, and I could clearly hear faint footsteps in the background.
I took a deep breath and asked him, “How is she?”
Xiao Minxing sneered on the other end: “What’s wrong? Regretting it now?”
I didn’t want to argue with him at this moment; I just wanted to confirm Lu Yishan’s injuries. I even thought about it: if she decided to sue over this incident, I might end up in jail. The legal knowledge I had read recently seemed to mention something about intentional injury charges.
But Xiao Minxing did not tell me. His voice was cold and strong: "Stay at home honestly. Without my permission, you are not allowed to step outside."
The call ended, leaving a chilling silence.
I went upstairs, packed a few simple clothes. Although there were many valuable items, they were all bought by Xiao Minxing, so I probably wouldn't be allowed to take them. Besides, if I were going to prison, those things would be of no use.
I carried the suitcase to the entrance and quietly sat in the living room waiting for him.
At dawn, his car swayed in the yard before driving into the garage. A few minutes later, a person radiating coldness entered through the front door.
He rushed in front of me in just a few steps, his icy hand instantly gripping my neck. His voice was hoarse and urgent: "What’s going on? Did you commit a crime and want to run away? Or do you think you didn’t get what you wanted here and want to try another place?"
My breath was cut off, my face quickly began to swell, and my vision slowly blurred, but I couldn't utter a word.
He threw me onto the sofa. Because he used too much force, my leg hit the corner of the coffee table when it fell, and the pain combined with the sudden rush of air forced tears out of me.
I wiped my face with my sleeve and then looked up at the furious Xiao Minxing.
He impatiently took off his coat and tossed it aside, then yanked at the collar of his shirt. He paced back and forth in the living room for a few steps before standing in front of me again, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
I remained silent; I had already considered the worst outcome, so I wasn't too worried about what was happening now.
"Tell me, what exactly is going on?" Xiao Minxing asked.
I calmly replied, "It's just what you heard. Lu Yishan said whatever she wanted; after all, she is your lover. You can believe her without asking me again."
He suddenly lunged at me again; this time both hands gripped my neck simultaneously. However, even though his hands had already touched my skin, they loosened and instead grabbed my shoulders.
Like picking up an insignificant little chick, he lifted me off the sofa, meeting my gaze at eye level.
"Not going to say anything?" he asked again, his tone dangerously tense, his eyes so intimidating that a single glance could make one break into a cold sweat.
"I said it, but you don't believe me."
"Right, I don't believe you. You're just a liar, a big liar, not a single word of truth from your mouth. Qiu Yuhan, what do you really want? What else do you want? I..."
He didn't finish his sentence and threw me back onto the sofa again before quickly heading upstairs.
Soon, I heard the sound of the bedroom door slamming shut. At that moment, the sun had just begun to rise, gradually dispersing the darkness of night and whitening the world, yet it did not illuminate the human heart.
With no resolution in sight, I didn't know what to do next and could only wait for him.
Half an hour later, Xiao Minxing came down again. He had changed clothes, his hair was tidied up, and his expression was calmer than when he returned, but it still carried an air of menace towards me.
"Come with me to the hospital." He didn't look at me; his eyes were fixed on the box at the entrance, shifting in expression until they turned dark.
Things had escalated to this point; yielding would yield the same result. I was certain that Lu Yishan wouldn't let me off easily, and I couldn't rely on Xiao Minxing either, so I stood still.
He paused for a few seconds before turning to glare at me fiercely: "Since it's you, go apologize. You know how to say sorry, right?"
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