Chapter 23 Madman
Ji Tingyang seemed to be sure that Wen Li would come back, so he didn't rush to contact her after the phone call.
On the contrary, her mother would call from time to time, advising her to get along well with Ji Tingyang and not to quarrel.
"Mom, why don't you ask dad to resign and find another job, so that we don't have to transfer to the branch and our family can be together." Wen Li said.
"Silly boy, your dad is already over 50 years old. After leaving Ji's family, which other company would want your dad and offer him such a high salary? And your brother, too. It's time to get married. If your father resigns, how can you earn the bride price for your brother..." Wen's mother rambled on and on.
Ever since her parents knew that she had met the CEO of such a big company, they had been urging her to interact more with Ji Tingyang. They really wished that she could marry into the Ji family and make a lot of money.
Wen Li knew that if she didn't compromise, her parents might even come to the hotel.
After hesitating at night, Wen Li took a taxi and left back to Ji's house.
The air in the villa was eerily calm, like a prelude to the coming storm.
As soon as the housekeeper saw Wen Li coming back, he immediately greeted her: 'Miss Wen, you are finally back! Mr. Ji lost his temper today. It would be nice if you came back. ’
"Where are the others?" Wen Li looked around but didn't find him.
Given Ji Tingyang's violent temper, he didn't even wait for her to wait in the living room to settle the score immediately after she came back.
"Young Master Ji was persuaded to go back to the bedroom by Miss Lin. I will go and talk to Young Master Ji now." The housekeeper made a gesture to go upstairs.
Wen Li wanted to stop him, but his movements were too fast, and he knocked on Ji Tingyang's bedroom door in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, she saw Ji Tingyang's face was gloomy and he quickly walked up to her.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his cheeks were so cold that it seemed like frost could form on them.
Looking at his figure getting closer and closer, Wen Li took two steps back in fear.
However, Ji Tingyang didn't say a word, silently holding her wrist and taking her back to the bedroom.
The force on his palms became stronger and stronger, causing Wenli's cheeks to twist a little in pain and her body to stagger a little.
Back in the bedroom, Ji Tingyang took something out of the drawer. Before Wen Li could see it clearly, she heard a "click" and her hands were handcuffed to the hollow bedside. It was a pair of silver handcuffs.
Wen Li's face suddenly changed and she looked at him in disbelief: "Are you crazy?!"
"Yes, I'm crazy." Ji Tingyang's face was gloomy and terrifying, but his movements were very gentle. He put his hand on her cheek and rubbed it gently: "Only in this way, you will not leave..."
Wen Li's heart trembled and she shrank in fear.
Ji Tingyang was so gentle during this period that she completely forgot that he was a madman.
"I...I won't leave, can you let me go?" She begged with a trembling voice.
However, Ji Tingyang remained silent and stroked her cheek paranoidly.
"And if you lock me up like this, how can I eat?" Wen Li bit her lip.
“I’ll feed you.”
“What should I do if I go to the bathroom?”
"I'll carry you."
She tried to persuade Ji Tingyang, but it was completely useless. The tears fell from her cheeks, and then he wiped them away one by one.
Wen Li pushed him away angrily, without even looking, she picked up something and threw it at him.
Bang.
Blood bloomed on Ji Tingyang's forehead.
Wen Li was stunned for a moment, then realized that what she had just thrown was her usual water cup, lying in pieces on the ground.