NOVPUBChapter 131 -131: Tears are almost overflowing from thinking.
Chapter 131 -131: Tears are almost overflowing from thinking.
A cell phone dropped beside her, causing her body to shrink back in fear.
She then realized it was the phone she had left in her rental room.
“When did you find out?” Ye Sihan’s voice was cold and devoid of emotion.
“…That time I went to the countryside, and you found me…” Tang Yu said.
“Aren’t you curious how I found my way here?”
Unable to think of an answer, Tang Yu asked, “…How did you find it?”
“Of course, Ye Yuli also had the same tracker on him.” Ye Sihan gripped her face tightly, his eyes fierce, “Meeting him behind my back time and again, I had to guard against it.”
Tang Yu’s body stiffened, not daring to move, as if struck by lightning.
She couldn’t believe just how terrifyingly deep Ye Sihan’s thoughts ran.
“You cannot escape from the palm of my hand, that was never just an empty threat.” Ye Sihan’s eyes twisted with dark, obsessive paranoia.
After returning to her senses, Tang Yu immediately hugged his arm, pleading, “Ye Sihan, please let me go. Don’t control me, alright? For the sake of the decent treatment I’ve given you before, I beg you!”
“Still thinking of leaving?” Ye Sihan said coldly, emotionless, “You are truly foolish. It seems I need to get a chain and lock you up, so you never think of going anywhere again.”
Tang Yu’s face turned pale with fear, and then, as if out of control, she shoved Ye Sihan’s hand away and retreated as if she had seen a demon, “You can’t do that! I’m a human, not a dog you’ve raised, why should you chain me up… Ah!”
Seeing Ye Sihan pounce towards her, she turned and ran in terror.
However, her ankle was instantly and accurately caught, and a powerful force dragged her entire body back—
“Don’t! Let me go!”
Ye Sihan, as if he hadn’t heard her, frantically tore at the clothes on her body—
“Ah! Help!”
“This is my private plane, who are you expecting to save you? Huh? Ye Yuli?”
“Ye Sihan, are you even human…uhm!” Tang Yu’s body tensed up in an instant, her vision darkened, breathless, “It hurts…”
“It seems he hasn’t touched you yet.” Ye Sihan’s hand moved in front, lifted her chin backwards, his thin lips against her neck, asking, “If I had arrived a bit later, would you have gone to bed with him?”
“No…” Tang Yu struggled to speak.
“Have I not said, if you sleep with someone else, I will make you regret being alive?”
Tang Yu felt as though her whole being was being crushed, unable to keep up with her breathing.
It was precisely because she remembered that her body couldn’t stop trembling at Ye Sihan’s words.
“What happened with Ye Yuli will not happen with me!”
“Ugh! Ah!”
When Tang Yu woke up, she was already back at the Ye Mansion.
Opening her eyes, the familiar ceiling—it was the room in the Ye Mansion that belonged to her.
Turning her head, the thing on her wrist made her pause, she twitched, and it was indeed there.
In disbelief, Tang Yu pulled at it with her other hand, the iron chain clattering noisily.
She sat up abruptly, ignoring the pain that felt like her body had been broken, and desperately tried to pull off the chain on her wrist.
The chain was fine iron, and the iron on the wrist was wrapped with a leather strap; this way, no matter how hard she pulled, it would not hurt the skin, at most leaving red marks on it.
Tang Yu’s skin was delicate, and it reddened after a few tugs.
“Don’t waste your energy.” A deep, intimidating voice came crashing down from above.
Startled, Tang Yu looked up to meet those cold black eyes, grabbing onto Ye Sihan’s pants, “How could you really do this? Weren’t you satisfied on the plane? Doing this… you might as well kill me!”
“This is the consequence of your escape.” Ye Sihan was cold-blooded and ruthless.
“No, no more, I won’t run again, really, Ye Sihan, don’t treat me this way, I just want freedom, what’s wrong with that?” Tears swirled in Tang Yu’s eyes.
Ye Sihan’s large hand squeezed the small one on his leg, tightened it, then yanked it away and turned away with indifference.
“Ye Sihan… Ye Sihan!” Tang Yu called out to him in panic, but the only response was the cold sound of the door closing.
She frantically got off the bed to chase after him.
But as soon as she reached the bedroom door, her movements were impeded by the chains.
The length of the iron chain spanned only from the bed to the bedroom door, no more.
Tang Yu tugged at it several times, but it wouldn’t come loose, and she collapsed in tears.
“Ye Sihan, you’re not human! Madman!”
Ye Sihan paused momentarily at the door, clearly hearing the curse-laden sobbing from inside.
He didn’t go back into the room, simply ignoring her and walking away.
Tang Yu sat down on the floor weakly, her back leaning against the glass cabinet beside her.
She had once tried so hard to please Ye Sihan, making noodles for him, braving the night of flashing lightning to offer relief from his pain—why hadn’t any of that made a difference?
If anything, it only got worse!
Was she not doing enough, or was Ye Sihan’s heart simply incapable of warming again?
An hour later, Wen Bo left the doorway to report back to Ye Sihan in the study, “Mr. Ye, there’s no movement in the room anymore.”
“Tired, she must rest,” Ye Sihan said indifferently.
“Yes.”
When Ye Sihan went to the room, he saw Tang Yu still sitting by the bedroom door, asleep with her back against the glass cabinet.
Her body curled up in a posture devoid of any sense of security.
Tears not yet dried on her face.
Just as he had predicted, tired, she rested.
Ye Sihan bent down to pick her up and headed towards the bed.
A thin chain still trailed from Tang Yu’s wrist that hung limply at her side.
As she was laid on the bed, she uttered a sound, seemingly uncomfortable, like a sob, as if even in her sleep she was fearful.
The dark shadow that loomed over her did not leave, looking down at the vulnerable little face from just a finger’s breadth away.
Rough fingertips traced the tears on her face, “You’re asking for trouble.”
Tang Yu’s eyebrows twitched slightly, but she didn’t wake from the nightmare.
Ever since she was brought back, Tang Yu had been locked in the room and hadn’t been outside.
It was because she couldn’t.
She had no idea how long Ye Sihan would keep her locked up like this; she ate all her meals in the room, not even having the chance to see Ye Sihan.
At first, Tang Yu struggled in vain in the room, but later she became worried about Li Xue and the children.
Li Xue must have known her situation by now, right?
Their only means of communication was through Ye Yuli’s mobile phone.
If she didn’t receive her call, she would surely phone.
So, after learning of her situation, would she have taken the children back to Kyoto?
She missed her children so much, her tears were nearly overflowing…
Tang Yu absentmindedly looked towards the direction of the balcony, as if she were a caged fish or bird, desperately gazing at the beckoning blue sky for freedom.
She didn’t notice the knocking at the door.
Not until the maid behind her spoke up, “Miss Tang, your friend came by earlier.”
Tang Yu perked up and immediately sat upright, “My friend?”
“She said her name is Li Xue.”
“She… is she downstairs?” Tang Yu asked frantically.
Li Xue couldn’t see her like this—locked in chains!
“She wasn’t allowed past the main gate. We just told her that Miss Tang was fine, and then she left,” the maid explained.
