CHAPTER 446: CHAPTER 421: JOON, YOU ARE HEARTLESS: MARRIAGE LICENSE?

Jian Liangtong suddenly clenched her fists, feeling embarrassed and humiliated by how he so straightforwardly pierced her thoughts.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Liangtong slightly lifted her chin, looking at him defiantly, "Regardless of whether I am willing or not, I won’t do anything that violates my principles, so Huo Tianwang, you’d better not waste your effort on me."

"Judging by your tone, it seems you really intend to leave the entertainment industry..." Huo Shaojun narrowed his eyes at her, his tone cruel and cold-blooded, "Taking your artists along, leave disgracefully!"

Jian Liangtong bit her lips tightly, her eyes reddened staring at Huo Shaojun, she sneered coldly, "You don’t need to provoke me! More than my failure, I despise those who rely on their power to easily destroy others’ dreams!"

The conversation had already reached an impasse at this point.

Jian Liangtong, with red eyes, suddenly got up from the sofa, intending to walk out of the living room.

Huo Shaojun frowned, about to say something.

Jian Liangtong’s phone rang at this moment.

Taking out the phone, Jian Liangtong answered it while walking towards the door.

Whatever was said on the other end of the line, Jian Liangtong suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Huo Shaojun’s cold eyes flickered as he intently watched Jian Liangtong’s back.

"Mom..." Jian Liangtong suddenly shouted in near collapse, her soft voice now hoarse and helpless.

Huo Shaojun lightly pursed his lips, stood up from the sofa, and walked towards Jian Liangtong.

"Mom, I’m twenty-six now, not thirty-six! Even if you and Dad are extremely pleased with Mr. Wu, you don’t need to rush me into getting a marriage certificate with him, right? Shouldn’t we at least be given a chance to get familiar with each other first? Mom, ah..."

Suddenly, the phone was snatched from her hand, Jian Liangtong turned around, astonished, as she quickly glanced at the phone taken by Huo Shaojun, breathing heavily yet silently looking at Huo Shaojun, "Give me back my phone!"

In response to Jian Liangtong, Huo Shaojun suddenly took a big step towards her.

Jian Liangtong’s nose bumped into his chest, exuding a strong masculine hormonal scent, surprising her so much that she immediately stepped back, looking at Huo Shaojun again, eyes wide with fear.

"A marriage certificate?" Huo Shaojun’s gaze like two sharp knives, spat out those words as if they were wrapped in venom.

Coldness enveloped Jian Liangtong, her pursed lips faintly pale.

"With whom are you getting a marriage certificate, hmm?" At this moment, Huo Shaojun’s demeanor resembled a vampire lord emerging into the night, each word soaked in thick, bloody air.

Jian Liangtong’s scalp tightened bit by bit, her watery eyes reflected deep fear and confusion, she blinked in delayed realization, stammering softly, "What, what’s wrong with you?"

Huo Shaojun’s eyes turned blood-red, looking as if he wanted to devour her alive, terrifyingly.

Jian Liangtong’s legs turned weak, her breathing strung in segments, her scarce remaining sanity told her she should leave here immediately!

But just as Jian Liangtong’s toes moved slightly, before she could turn around, a silhouette suddenly lunged at her, in a blink her body had been forcibly pressed against the wall by the man’s strong, cold-hard chest, and an overwhelming kiss covered her lips.

The pain from her lips felt like being torn apart, Jian Liangtong inhaled sharply, but what she inhaled was all the scorching breath from the man.

Her hands and feet softened powerless, Jian Liangtong was like a paper in front of the man, helplessly pressed and crushed by him, as if he was trying to grind and destroy her fiercely.

Fear took over all of Jian Liangtong’s thoughts, so much that she dare not have the idea to escape, because, without the man’s permission, there was no way for her to flee.

"How dare you!" Huo Shaojun viciously bit Jian Liangtong’s lower lip, bloodshot eyes fiercely staring at her.

"I could kill you!" Huo Shaojun murmured painfully, his forehead pressed against Jian Liangtong’s.

Jian Liangtong’s long eyelashes trembled violently, tears flowed like broken beads, starting to fall frantically.

Huo Shaojun seemed oblivious to her tears; his thin lips once again captured hers fiercely in a kiss.

Until there was blood on both their lips, the thick metallic scent floating in the air, Huo Shaojun slowly withdrew his lips and picked up Jian Liangtong, walking towards the bedroom.

Jian Liangtong in his arms was extremely stiff, her eyes filled with tears, sobbing short and quickly.

In the bedroom, Huo Shaojun suddenly seemed to have changed and gently placed Jian Liangtong on the bed.

He sat at the edge of the bed, silently, intensely staring at her with his deeply cold eyes, not blinking.

Jian Liangtong was scared to death, she’d never been so afraid of anyone!

She wanted to cry but dared not cry out loud, holding it all in, her eyes, nose, and mouth reddened terribly.

Time passed second by second, Huo Shaojun sat beside her like he had turned to stone, unmoving.

Jian Liangtong’s tears ran dry; she couldn’t squeeze out a single tear even if she wanted to, her eyes swollen like water bubbles, looking at Huo Shaojun in confusion and panic.

"You’d rather marry someone completely unfamiliar, than accept my proposal?" Huo Shaojun suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and deep, yet carrying a kind of ethereal chill.

Jian Liangtong’s shoulder lightly shook, her long, straight, dense eyelashes slightly quivered, hoarsely she said, "I have my own principles when it comes to marriage. I will never treat my marriage lightly."

Huo Shaojun’s eyes deepened slightly, staring at her, "Tell me, in what circumstances would you choose to marry?"

Jian Liangtong lowered her eyelashes, paused for a few seconds, then propped her elbows on the bed, slowly sitting up, her back leaning against the headboard, seeming to have calmed down a lot, lightly looked at him saying, "Honestly, I don’t know. But I’m sure the person I marry will be someone I truly like."

The person I marry will be someone I truly like...

Huo Shaojun’s eyes suddenly grew cold again.

Jian Liangtong’s heartstrings tensed, her spine involuntarily shrank back a bit as she nervously stared at Huo Shaojun.

Huo Shaojun noticed her defensive action and pulled a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, "Do you believe it?"

"...Wha-what?" Jian Liangtong swallowed her throat.

"You won’t have the chance in this lifetime." Huo Shaojun said this sentence with an unusually calm tone, as if stating a settled matter.

Jian Liangtong’s eyes tightened, somewhat understanding yet also somewhat unclear as she looked at Huo Shaojun.

He meant she could never be with the person she liked in this lifetime, or something else?

Huo Shaojun didn’t continue on this topic, he stood up, looking down at Jian Liangtong from above, "For the next few days, you’ll be staying here. Someone will bring daily necessities later, you don’t need to go out, meals will be delivered three times a day on schedule."

Jian Liangtong’s mind went blank, her spine suddenly straightened, "What do you mean?"

Huo Shaojun frowned, "Do you think with news like this out, you can still do whatever you want like before?"

Jian Liangtong’s eyes flickered, "Can you explain more clearly?"

"..." Huo Shaojun lightly twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at Jian Liangtong as if she were an idiot.

Jian Liangtong’s face showed discomfort, she clenched her hands on the bed, speaking in a troubled whisper, "You mean, the media will try everything to find me?"

"It’s not just the media." Huo Shaojun frowned and said.

"...What else?" Jian Liangtong was startled.

"Do you know who was originally cast for the lead male role you’re ’taking’ this time?" Huo Shaojun asked.

Jian Liangtong nodded, "Of course I know, isn’t it the currently hottest young star Yan Zexu?"

Huo Shaojun snorted coldly, "And do you know how many fans he has now?"

"Probably tens of millions." Jian Liangtong said quietly.

"So, do I still need to continue explaining?" Huo Shaojun said disdainfully about her intelligence.

"..." Jian Liangtong’s heart turned cold, she cast a resentful glance at Huo Shaojun, pulling a face in frustration and silence.

What’s truly terrifying in the entertainment circle these days aren’t the paparazzi, it’s the fans who would go all out for their idols!

How strong is the power of fans?

In a moment, they could dig up her family history for eighteen generations!

The media reported that she was trying to snatch Yan Zexu’s lead role through improper means, could his countless fans let it go?

They probably can’t wait to take up arms against her!

"I don’t know who messed things up. Pretending to be innocent." Jian Liangtong muttered quietly.

Huo Shaojun’s brows furrowed so tightly they could clamp a fly, he pressed his thin lips, coolly said, "Unless you’re tired of living and want to find a way out, otherwise shut up and stay obediently here!"

"Who wants to stay here and be alone with a lunatic? I might get murdered going out, but staying here isn’t any less frightening!" Jian Liangtong pulled a long face, grumbled.

Remembering what he did to her earlier, and that sentence: I really want to kill you!

Jian Liangtong still felt a chill down her spine, an overwhelming sense of fear.

She’s seen people with mood swings, but never someone as erratically tyrannical and potentially neurotic as he is!

Is it just her bad luck? How did she encounter him!

Jian Liangtong frowning tightly with a heavy heart, deeply distressed!

Even though Jian Liangtong didn’t say a thing, just by looking at her colorful expressions, Huo Shaojun could already guess a lot.

Huo Shaojun’s breath shortened, and his fists clenched tightly, fearing he might strangle her if he stayed any longer, he decisively turned and walked out.

Hearing the door closing, Jian Liangtong was startled.

Less than thirty seconds later, she heard the sound of the door being locked from the outside.

Jian Liangtong bit her lower lip, her eyes fiercely reddening at the doorway, "Huo Shaojun, you’re really a psychopath, aren’t you? Why are you locking me in? Who do you think you are to me? You caused others to misunderstand me, and now you’re imprisoning me in the name of ’for my own good’, what did I ever do to deserve being treated this way by you?! I hate you, Huo Shaojun, I hate you!"

Outside the door, Huo Shaojun’s face tightened, his chest heaving violently, the key in his hand almost bent in his grip!

At night, the clock on the wall ticked away, and before long, it was midnight.

The bedroom was pitch black.

The apartment was on a high floor, so even sitting on a windowsill with knees curled up, there was only a thin starlight casting through the glass window.

In such a night, being alone, it’s always easy to feel melancholic, sadness welling up.

Having five years of memory gone for no apparent reason, without even an explanation.