Chapter 840: Chapter 93: Yige, Come Kill Me! (Part 4)

The bedroom door was open, so Geng Yi didn’t knock and just walked in with the things.

"Boss, the food is back..." arrived.

Before Geng Yi could finish speaking, he saw Tang Yige sitting on the floor, trembling, hugging her knees.

His eyes widened with surprise and suspicion, he lifted his gaze to look at Rong Sinan.

Rong Sinan was sitting on the sofa, no, to be precise, slumped on the sofa.

But the expression on his face, and his eyes staring unblinkingly at Tang Yige, were filled with coldness and gloom.

A chill ran up Geng Yi’s spine, he swallowed with difficulty, suddenly unsure of what to do with the food in his hands.

These two, what had happened between them in such a short time?

Geng Yi stood at the doorway like a wooden post, looking from Tang Yige to Rong Sinan, completely at a loss.

"Put the things down."

Rong Sinan suddenly spoke, his voice so cold it seemed to drip ice.

Geng Yi stiffened, quickly placed the food on the long table in front of the sofa.

After putting it down, Geng Yi hesitated for a few seconds, then decisively left the room.

If he didn’t leave now, he feared he might either freeze to death or be frightened to death by the bizarre atmosphere between them.

...

Rong Sinan took the food packed by Geng Yi from the long table one by one, placing them out on the table, then looked up and said to Tang Yige, who was sitting on the floor, "Come eat."

Tang Yige’s body trembled, and she buried her head deeper into her knees, but didn’t move.

Rong Sinan’s eyes were still bloodshot, and his thin, cold lips were tightly pressed together, "Eat!"

Tang Yige’s hands, which were hugging her knees, turned into fists, then slowly released from her knees. Her hands opened and supported her on the floor, she stood up tremblingly.

She stood in place for a while, then moved her shaking, clockwork-like legs towards the sofa.

Rong Sinan stared at her, with no intention of helping, his gaze icy to the extreme.

This woman "killed" him an hour ago!

The room was sparsely furnished, so Tang Yige didn’t bump into anything as she walked.

Until she reached the long table in front of the sofa, her shin suddenly hit the table corner, causing her whole body to shudder in pain.

Her legs were already shaking, making it hard to stand firm; after the bump, she even forgot how to walk, standing helplessly at the table corner.

Rong Sinan coldly watched her.

Seeing she indeed found it difficult to take another step forward, he frowned, stood up, walked to her, and lifted her horizontally.

When she fell into his arms.

Rong Sinan could clearly feel Tang Yige’s body trembling violently, and her breathing becoming quick and dense for a moment.

His thin lips curled in mockery, he carried her to the sofa and placed her down.

He picked up a boxed meal from the long table and stuffed it into her hands, "Eat!"

Tang Yige didn’t speak, it seemed like besides trembling, she couldn’t do anything else.

Rong Sinan frowned at the food shaking in her hands, his gaze darkened and fell back on Tang Yige’s face, "Where did your courage to ’kill’ me go? Now you’re trembling even when holding a meal?"

Tang Yige, "..."

Her eyes burned unbearably hot.

She couldn’t stop the trembling, even if she didn’t want to.

At this moment, Tang Yige actually felt that she was quite frightening.

She never thought before that she would have the thought of killing someone someday, let alone carry it out.

And she thought she had already "killed" him!

Looking back, the term "afraid afterwards" couldn’t even begin to describe her current state of mind.

She almost became a "murderer"!

Rong Sinan looked at Tang Yige’s trembling hands, seriously thinking that her condition would last at least two more days!

With this in mind.

Rong Sinan gritted his teeth again, sat next to Tang Yige, took the meal box from her hands, leaned over to the table, picked up disposable chopsticks, clipped some vegetables into the meal box, mixed them with rice, and brought it to Tang Yige’s lips, demanding, "Open your mouth!"

Tang Yige, "..."

The red-dyed gauze over her eyes grew even redder.

Her throat choked as she slowly opened her mouth.

Rong Sinan fed the rice and vegetables into her mouth.

Tang Yige closed her lips, slowly chewing.

As she chewed, more and faster tears fell from her eyes.

Seeing this, Rong Sinan’s hand holding the chopsticks stiffened.

His clear eyes seemed like they had been fished from a vat of red dye, both wet and red.

His throat moved slightly, Rong Sinan stared at Tang Yige, hoarsely said, "What? Regret not killing me?"

"Woo..."

Tang Yige hadn’t swallowed the rice in her mouth, but she cried, cried so sadly, cried so earnestly.

Rong Sinan’s face twitched, "Stop crying, if your eyes go blind, won’t it be harder to kill me?!"

"Woo... woo..."

Tang Yige covered her eyes with one hand, crying her heart out.

Rong Sinan stared at her, ultimately didn’t provoke her further, and said, "Alright, stop crying, I’m not dead yet, am I?"

"Wah..."

Rong Sinan’s words made Tang Yige burst into loud sobbing again, her mouth still full of rice.

Rong Sinan, "..."

Geng Yi moving things in the kitchen, "..."

Suppressing his brows, Rong Sinan gazed at Tang Yige with a glint of helplessness in his eyes.

Tang Yige cried uncontrollably, cried until her eyes ached, yet still couldn’t stop.

The surge of sadness was too intense, everything she had just experienced showed Tang Yige another cold-blooded, ready-to-kill version of herself.

She was scared, and also sad.

She actually acted on her impulse to "kill" the man she loved for over three decades, she really acted on it...

Tang Yige thought she was terrifying, like a mentally deranged lunatic!

"Stop crying!"

Rong Sinan noted the back of her hand covering her eyes was stained with red fluid, deeply frowning, he said.

Tang Yige sniffled, submerged in her fear of herself, unable to extricate herself.

"Tang Yige, stop crying, didn’t you hear me!"

Rong Sinan eventually lost his patience, slammed the food box and chopsticks onto the long table, reached to pull her hand away from her eyes, and glared at Tang Yige sharply.

Tang Yige was startled, but her tears still fell incessantly.

Seeing this, Rong Sinan took a deep breath, suddenly leaned forward, wrapped his hands around her neck, and kissed her fiercely on the lips.

"..."!!!

Tang Yige’s crying abruptly stopped, the bandage over her eyes trembled.

Rong Sinan closed his eyes lightly, pressing his lips against hers forcefully, his tongue prying open her lips, slipping inside.

The rice in Tang Yige’s mouth was pushed to the back of her throat by him, causing her to swallow it down instinctively.

Rong Sinan’s long lashes lightly trembled.

He slowly opened them a little, looking at Tang Yige.

At the moment, Tang Yige looked anything but good, even somewhat eerie.

The gauze over her eyes was crimson, and the skin on her face underneath showed streaks of red marks, juxtaposed against her pale face.

And her lips were ice-cold.

Kissing her felt like kissing... a cold corpse.

Yet, Rong Sinan kissed her more and more deeply, the more he kissed, the less he could stop himself.

Closing his eyes again.

Rong Sinan’s hands slid down from Tang Yige’s shoulders to her waist, then wrapped around her, pulling her tightly into his arms.

The hand on her neck moved down, lightly pinching Tang Yige’s nape, forcing her head up, making it easier to kiss her more deeply.

Tang Yige’s mind went blank, confined in his arms like a compliant puppet, letting him do as he wished.

Suddenly.

Yige was lifted by Rong Sinan, then placed flatly on the sofa, his tall figure descending upon her.

The sofa beneath her was soft, while the body pressing down on her was hard.

Tang Yige, in a daze, breathed even faster, her hands instinctively pressing against Rong Sinan’s muscled shoulders.

However, her movement seemed to provoke him, as her wrists were suddenly gripped tightly, lifted high, and forcibly pressed against the sofa above her head.