After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45: Chapter 45 There Will Be No Next Time

The man’s breath forcefully bore down on her.

Smelling the air, filled with his uniquely chocolate-like fragrance, Luo Xiaoqian became inexplicably nervous, her heart racing even faster.

What... what was he going to do now?!

Leng Zimo’s face stopped less than ten centimeters from hers, his dark eyes intensely bearing down on her.

"You seem to have forgotten what your status is now!"

His tone was laced with barely concealed anger.

Knowing that countless reporters were waiting for her, he had come here on purpose, hoping to take her away.

And her?

She had given him the cold shoulder from the moment she arrived. Who did she think she was?

With his back to the light, the handsome glow of his face acquired a frost-like severity. Feeling the oppressive gaze from his eyes, Luo Xiaoqian felt her palms grow cold with sweat.

Indeed, what was her status? She was nothing more than a woman who had been bought with money, even less than a servant. What right did she have to lose her temper with him?

She bit her lip and spoke softly.

"My phone is broken. If you don’t believe me, you can go see for yourself!"

On her lips, the cut he had inflicted yesterday was still there; now, with Da Li pulling, the scab had broken open once again, and threads of blood seeped out.

As she spoke, the threads of blood shimmered under the light.

Leng Zimo raised an eyebrow and brushed away a few stray hairs from her face.

When the stray hairs moved away, the several finger marks on her side face were exposed without a doubt.

His brow furrowed even more tightly.

He leaned in to examine the injuries on her face more closely.

Luo Xiaoqian thought he was going to bite her again as punishment like he did yesterday, and subconsciously dodged to the side.

Catching the rejection in her eyes, Leng Zimo’s anger instantly maxed out.

"Those injuries on your face, what happened?"

With her hand in his grip, Luo Xiaoqian just hung her head and forcibly pushed the tears back. She didn’t want to cry in front of him.

"It’s none of your business!" Her voice was defiant with a hint of distance.

"Don’t forget, your body is mine now, not just your body, everything!" Clutching her chin to make her look him in the eyes, Leng Zimo spoke authoritatively, "There will not be a next time!"

Letting go of her, he straightened up, "Change your clothes, you’re coming with me!"

Luo Xiaoqian had no choice but to get up and walk towards her backpack; she lifted her hand, intending to wipe away his mark from her lips.

"Don’t wipe it off!"

Behind her, Leng Zimo commanded authoritatively.

Bastard, mad dog, tyrant!

Secretly seething with indignation, Luo Xiaoqian bent down to pick up her backpack and walked into the changing room.