Chapter 497: Why Don’t You Just Kill Me
A dozen or so minutes later.
A five-star hotel.
Jiang Xinghai carried the fashionable woman on his back into the lobby, booked a room, and ordered lunch.
This was Baohong City, located in the southernmost part of Yun Province.
It was also the closest city to Myanmar.
He only needed to reach the border before nightfall. He could plan everything out now and leave in the afternoon, which would be plenty of time.
Inside the room.
Jiang Xinghai tossed the fashionable woman onto the bed.
Thanks to his treatment, the wound on the fashionable woman’s forehead was already showing signs of healing.
While Jiang Xinghai was eating alone, the fashionable woman groggily woke up.
The first thing she saw was the ceiling.
Looking around, she saw bright, clean windows.
Beneath her, a soft, comfortable bed!
’Isn’t this a hotel?!’
The fashionable woman shot upright.
When she saw Jiang Xinghai eating, she was stunned.
"You... you... you..."
The fashionable woman pointed at Jiang Xinghai, only to find herself completely tongue-tied, unable to utter a single word.
Jiang Xinghai looked up, regarded her calmly, and said blandly, "You’re awake."
The fashionable woman’s eyes widened. She swallowed hard and stammered, "You... What are you doing here? And... why am I here?"
Jiang Xinghai turned to look at her and said, "Have you already forgotten how you were so determined to kill yourself in front of me?"
The fashionable woman seemed to be recalling something—her family, her reason for coming here, the unpleasant incident on the plane, and the moment she had slammed her head in front of Jiang Xinghai...
"You really do have ill intentions!"
Realization dawned on her in an instant. She scrambled back toward the headboard, pulling the blanket up to cover herself. Like a wounded kitten, she trembled, stirring an unexpected flicker of pity in Jiang Xinghai—a desire to protect her.
"That’s right."
A frivolous smile played on Jiang Xinghai’s lips as he decided to play along. "I told you before that I would make you grovel before me. I’m going to teach you how to behave—how to be a proper woman."
His voice made the fashionable woman’s body tremble.
It was as if she were looking at a dangerous beast.
Jiang Xinghai put down his utensils and walked toward her, one step at a time.
He cultivated the Dragon Locking Secret Technique, and its aura alone was enough to make women completely unable to resist him.
So much so that a blush crept onto the fashionable woman’s cheeks. This deep, seductive aura seemed to unconsciously draw her body toward him.
But Jiang Xinghai just smiled. He liked seeing her like this. He reached out, grabbed the corner of the blanket, and slowly pulled it away...
As the blanket was peeled back, the fashionable woman’s body was revealed, half-hidden and half-seen, sparking the imagination.
"Don’t you think our meeting was a beautiful encounter?" A glint of amusement flashed in Jiang Xinghai’s eyes. His hand gently caressed her waist, and the fashionable woman’s body shuddered as if she had been shocked.
"You..."
The fashionable woman was both angry and afraid, her body shrinking back continuously. She curled up like a frightened little bird.
A powerful desire surged within Jiang Xinghai. He used his fingers to tilt the fashionable woman’s chin up.
"No, don’t..."
The woman shrieked, her jade-white face drained of all color. Her lips were slightly parted, as if feigning resistance while inviting Jiang Xinghai’s passionate kiss.
"If there were a mirror, you could take a good look at yourself right now."
Contempt filled Jiang Xinghai’s eyes as he chuckled. "You’re so fragile right now, so powerless. It’s a world of difference from your arrogance on the plane. Shouldn’t you be staying strong, learning to resist, and constantly talking back?"
His finger traced a line down the bridge of the fashionable woman’s nose, leaving a red mark.
"I..." Tears instantly streamed down the fashionable woman’s face. Her eyes were filled with terror and helplessness.
’If I had only known Jiang Xinghai was this kind of man, I never should have started any trouble!’
"There, there. No need to be afraid."
Jiang Xinghai said in a low voice, "Next, I’m going to give you a thorough lesson, so you’ll understand what real pain and pleasure are. How does that sound?"
He said these words so casually, as if making small talk. It was almost like a couple deeply in love.
"Why don’t you just kill me? If you kill me, you can do whatever you want with me!"
The fashionable woman became hysterical, seemingly unable to bear Jiang Xinghai’s threats any longer.
She had already lost the will to live in the first place.
Her eyes were filled with a weary resignation toward life, as if she had already lost herself.
"Kill you? It hasn’t come to that."
"I’m going to let you know what a real man is. After that, you can go try to kill yourself again. At least then your trip to this world won’t have been a complete waste, right?" Jiang Xinghai’s eyes were full of mockery.
"A real man?"
Suddenly, the fashionable woman seemed to think of something, and tears burst from her eyes. "If you’re a real man, then what’s the harm in submitting to you?!"
"Sub... submit to me?" Jiang Xinghai was slightly taken aback.
He was a man who thrived on conquest!
Perhaps every man in the world was like that.
And conquering this woman who had annoyed him so much would bring an even greater sense of accomplishment!
But she... was actually going to submit to him?
’No resistance... How boring.’