The Beggar Lover Who Is Infatuated With The President
17 Who broke her dream?

Cheng Yuji

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"Brother Mu Qing, you're here too." Han Xiaoya was wearing a long blue dress as she approached the Wu siblings. Wu Muqing gave her a friendly smile.

"Xiao Ya, long time no see." Wu Muqing simply greeted.

"Yeah, long time no see." Han Xiaoya's gaze never left Wu Muqing. He was at a loss, so he took a glass of champagne from the dining table and handed it to Han Xiaoya. The atmosphere eased up slightly.

"Tomorrow is the college entrance examination. Why aren't you revising?”

"It's also important to relax!"

They chatted for a while.

"Do you think I'm invisible? You only have eyes for my brother, what about me?”Wu Lingyu finally couldn't stand being treated like air. Once he vented, the atmosphere became even more awkward, but he acted as if it had nothing to do with him.

"No, Lingyu, don't joke with me.”Han Xiaoya's face was flushed red as she explained.

"Am I joking?" Wu Lingyu deliberately raised his head and looked at the sky with an innocent expression.

"Lingyu, what nonsense are you talking about?" Han Xiaoya's face was slightly red. She secretly looked up at Wu Muqing, who was beside her. However, Wu Muqing was only focused on the wine glass in his hand.

"Everyone understands what I said. It's not fun if I make it clear.”Wu Lingyu winked at Han Xiaoya and smiled innocently and vivaciously. Her eyes sparkled like stars.

"Lingyu, don't fool around." Wu Muqing quickly stopped this topic and looked away. However, Han Xiaoya stared at Wu Muqing as if she couldn't get enough of him.

Ever since that hasty encounter in the dessert shop five years ago, she had only seen him in her eyes. In the past five years, because of Wu Lingyu, they had met frequently and Han Xiaoya had completely fallen for him.

"Brother Mu Qing, I still have something to do. I'll go over first.”Han Xiaoya had been in a daze and had almost forgotten about her "business", so she left.

Wu Muqing did not say anything. Instead, he felt much more relaxed and less restrained. He followed Han Xiaoya's gaze and his gaze stopped on the girl who was alone in the night. Her yellow skirt swayed in the wind, casting a mottled image on her white sneakers. Unknowingly, he lost his mind.

"What are you doing sitting here?" Han Xiaoya's voice broke the silence. She stood up after she regained her senses.

"Nothing much." He was so thirsty that he regained his calm.

Han Xiaoya looked at Thirsty for a moment, then frowned in dissatisfaction.""What shoes are you wearing? Come with me. I have a pair of shoes in the backyard.”

Thirsty followed behind Han Xiaoya and didn't say anything. However, she felt uneasy and her heart was beating fast, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Go in and look for it yourself. I still have things to do.”Han Xiaoya led Thirsty to the second floor. She crossed her arms and pointed in the direction with her head.

She was so thirsty that she moved to the door. The key was inserted in the door. She gently turned the handle and the door opened. It was dark inside without any light. Thirsty turned around and looked at Han Xiaoya with confusion and hesitation.

"What are you waiting for? Go in!" Han Xiaoya ignored his "unwillingness". He was still roaring at her with a ferocious expression. And he had never stepped into this " danger zone ". He had only stood in her " safety zone " and watched the fire from the other side.

Thirsty did not hesitate. He took a deep breath and strode into the darkness. The door was suddenly slammed shut. She subconsciously turned around, but the lock wouldn't open.

"Xiao Ya, don't close the door!" She was so thirsty that she kept knocking on the door. She had a bad feeling that something bad was about to happen. She began to tremble in fear.

"Let me out. Open the door, Xiao Ya!”His hands hurt from clapping and he shouted desperately because of thirst, but there was still no movement outside the door. The darkness spread wantonly, and she was extremely thirsty and helpless. It was as if she had been dragged back to the dark orphanage when she was a child. No one cared about her helplessness, no one cared about her fear, and no one gave her any warmth.

At this moment, the music started playing. It was a beautiful march. The sound became louder and louder. The thirst became more and more flustered and chaotic. The light suddenly came on, and the strong light was so strong that he could not open his eyes. He had to block the light with his hands.

"You're finally here. I've been waiting for you all night.”

Thirsty's mind suddenly went blank. Why was there an unfamiliar voice? She nervously moved her hand away and slowly opened her eyes. An extremely distorted face came into view. A slightly plump man sat on the old sofa with his legs crossed and a lit cigarette in his hand. He had a look of "impatience" and a face that was "drooling".

She was so thirsty that she was scared. She had never been so scared before. She took a few steps back. Why are you here?" His voice trembled with thirst.

The man slammed the cigarette in his hand on the table with great force, crushing the entire cigarette into a ball. Then, he stood up unhurriedly and approached Thirsty."I'm your buyer. You've already been sold to me by the Han family. No matter how I treat you now, even the heavens can't control it.”Because the volume was too loud, the man deliberately raised his voice.

The man's hideous and disgusting face kept enlarging in Thirsty's eyes. He grabbed Thirsty's hand, and Thirsty struggled to break free from his grip. Because he used too much force, he lost his balance and slammed into the door. The pain from his back made Thirsty frown. His pale face was devoid of blood.

The man ignored her struggles and continued to approach her."Don't waste your energy, you'd better be good, or else-"

The man grabbed Thirsty's arm again and threw him onto the ground as if he was throwing something away.

He was so thirsty that he couldn't care less about the pain of his body being hit. He just sat on the ground and moved back with the strength of his legs.

"Please let me go." She was so thirsty that she begged him in fear. She began to realize the faint danger. Her tears fell onto the cold floor.

"Wouldn't it be a pity to let go of such a beautiful little beauty? Let me have my fun first.”The man laughed in a disgusting manner, his face twitching non-stop. He was like a hungry wolf that couldn't wait to see food and pounced over crazily.

"Help!" He was so thirsty that he used all his strength to call for help." Someone, save me.”

"No one will come to save you. It's all arranged by the Han family. You'd better save your strength.”The man's eyes shone with a wretched and dangerous light, like a hungry wolf staring at its prey. Step by step, he approached Xia Kezhi.

"Don't come over. I'm not a member of the Han family. Please let me go.”Xia Kezhi pleaded in a trembling voice. Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead, and his lips were already bleeding from biting.

"I'll let you go when I'm done playing.”The man tugged at his tie and pressed down on Xia Thirsty's thin body without any pity. His shoulders that were always straight were no longer straight and only trembled non-stop.

Tears and cries were useless. Others were only immersed in their own happy time and could not hear or see the helplessness of thirst.

"Han Ge, save me." She was so thirsty that she used the last of her strength to call out to him, whom she trusted and relied on the most, but he did not respond for a long time.

He allowed himself to be pressed to the ground and allowed his clothes to be torn apart. She was so thirsty that she had no strength to struggle. Tears flowed down her cheeks and fell to the ground, leaving behind fear, sadness, and a dead heart. The past flashed past Xia Kezhi's mind. It was just a dream. Since he had given her a beautiful dream, why did he want her to wake up? Xia Kezhi would rather not wake up for the rest of her life, but who was the one who shattered her dream?

In the abandoned corner, there was chaos, broken, tears, and filth; Beside the luxurious fountain, the fragrance of wine was pleasant, satisfied, and luxurious. It was a stark contrast and a sad irony. Some groaned in hell, while others indulged in their dreams.

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