The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 235

Chapter 235: Chapter 235: He is the Second Heir to the Zhou Family, the Richest Family in Port City

The two left the Half Mountain Villa.

Liang Ciqiu appeared only then.

He gazed blankly at the spot where the couple had embraced and kissed.

The distress in his heart wrapped around him like threads of a needle.

Their sweet and warm interactions were what he had pursued all these years, he too wished to be with Su Ran like any ordinary couple, leaning on each other and sharing their respective joys and sorrows.

The love he sought was that simple.

Yet he couldn’t even hold her hand.

Su Ran always treated him as a brother.

It was he who had delusional hopes of having her, for whom he had done many wrong things, and he seemed to be getting tired.

He took out his phone and looked at Su Ran’s number; she had been his support all along this journey.

She was like a beam of light, brightening his poverty-stricken childhood.

They had shared a steamed bun, sipped milk tea together, and fretted over not being able to afford a birthday cake. He fought for Su Ran, and she tenderly bandaged his wounds in their shabby rental, softly urging him not to get hurt again.

Then Su Ran was admitted to Beijing’s best private high school, and it was from then on that they lost contact.

He was a ruffian, not like Su Ran, who studied hard and had a bright future.

With eyes slightly moist, Liang Ciqiu pathetically wiped them away and decided to confront Su Ran. He didn’t want to be just her friend.

If she rejected him,

Liang Ciqiu didn’t want to wait aimlessly anymore.

He couldn’t accompany Su Ran any longer.

So he dialed Su Ran’s phone number, which was disconnected after ringing for five seconds. He dialed again, unwilling to give up.

It turned into "The person you are calling is on another call; please try again later."

He dialed several more times.

All the same.

His face gradually turned pale, his eyes lifeless.

Su Ran had blocked him.

He understood.

He should have understood long ago.

Tears inexplicably welled up, splashing onto the cold screen of the phone.

The light in his eyes grew darker, his obsession with Su Ran twisted, and the one thing he couldn’t let go of was the fact that he had slept with her.

He had to find an opportunity to lay things out with Su Ran; whatever her attitude then, he would accept it.

...

At this moment, at the top floor of the most luxurious hotel in Beijing.

Su Ran’s clothes were violently torn, her pale arms marked with purple bruises, and she huddled fearfully in the corner. There lay a smashed phone on the ground, and with fearful eyes, she looked at the man with a bare chest and a pale, sickly handsome face.

Seeing the man move his arm,

Su Ran covered her head in fear, "Yan Bai, I didn’t betray you, I really didn’t..."

Her tears fell uncontrollably out of fear.

The man she feared most, the one who cast a great shadow over her body and soul, had returned to the country.

Unlike other bodies,

Zhou Yanbai’s body was covered in the scorch marks of flames, like a mottled and messy painting devoid of any beauty.

The scars spread over the right side of his neck, luckily not ruining his handsome yet eerily gentle face.