Chapter 553: Are you bullying me because I have a good temper?
Hou Yirong's indifferent attitude unsettled Su Jingshu.
She clenched the bag in her hand, then slowly released it, repeating the process multiple times.
After contemplating for a while, Su Jingshu spoke calmly, just like on any other day, "Hou Yirong, I came to see you today regarding the matter of the Nangong family."
Hou Yirong's action of flipping through the documents came to a halt.
He lifted his head, and a hint of derision flashed in his sinister eyes.
He looked up and down at Su Jingshu with a playful gaze.
"Miss Su, we no longer have any relationship now. Is it not appropriate to address me by my name?"
Despite the unfriendly gleam in Hou Yirong's deep eyes, there was an air of charm and unbridled freedom emanating from him.
Su Jingshu felt as if she had been struck on the head and doused with a bucket of cold water.
Her emotions were too complex to express.
Over the years, due to the marriage arrangement between the Hou and Su families, she could say that she had always been treated respectfully by the Hou family.
The most extreme treatment she had received was being confined by the Hou family.
During that time, she didn't confront Hou Yirong face-to-face.
To this day, she still held the belief that even if the two families severed ties, the Hou family wouldn't make things difficult for the Su family, or rather, for her.
Being treated this way by Hou Yirong at this moment made her feel somewhat stifled.
Thinking about Nangong Chang's uncertain fate, Su Jingshu gritted her teeth and called out, "Master Hou."
Hou Yirong was satisfied, a satisfied smile bloomed on his face.
He placed the documents back on the table, reclined his body, and relaxed on the sofa.
With an air of laziness and enjoyment, he appeared quite content.
Huo Yirong casually said, "Miss Su, what brings you here today? I wonder what business you have with your former fiancé?"
He didn't offer Su Jingshu a seat, deliberately making things difficult for her.
Su Jingshu could also endure. She clenched the bag in her hand and spoke sincerely, "Master Huo, I have come for the sake of the Nangong family. I hope the Hou family can be lenient."
Hou Yirong laughed, a laughter tinged with sarcasm. "Su Jingshu, do you know what you're saying?"
He changed the position of his crossed legs, spreading them open with one foot resting on the table.
The air of recklessness and unrestraint grew even stronger.
At this moment, Hou Yirong didn't resemble a noble young man cultivated by a prestigious family. He had gained a touch of ruffian charm.
Su Jingshu lowered her gaze, staring at the carpet in front of her, and spoke calmly, "I know."
Her "I know" could be said to trample on her own dignity and pride.
A cold and sinister light flickered in Hou Yirong's obscure eyes.
"Su Jingshu, who do you think you are? On what grounds do you think the Hou family should spare the Nangong family for your sake? Not to mention that you are not a part of the Hou family, even if you were my wife, you don't have the authority or the power to get involved in this matter!"
Su Jingshu raised her eyes, maintaining a calm and rational composure.
"Master Hou, I only want Nangong Chang to stay alive. It has nothing to do with anyone else. It's just one person's life. Is that too much to ask without causing trouble for you?"
Hou Yirong's lips curved slightly, his expression filled with amusement. "The life of a wretched dog certainly wouldn't be considered trouble. But Su Jingshu, why should I help you?"
A tremor passed through Su Jingshu's eyes, and her tone became meek. "Master Hou, I beg you, I beg you to spare Nangong Chang."
"Is this your attitude when begging someone?"
Hou Yirong narrowed his eyes and looked down at the carpet beneath Su Jingshu's feet.
In an instant, she understood the meaning behind his gaze.
She widened her eyes in disbelief.
"Hou Yirong, you've gone too far!"
Huo Yirong shook his head and spoke in a deep voice, "It seems that Miss Su lacks sincerity. Let's not waste any more time. You may leave now, without any need for a farewell."
Su Jingshu stood still, unmoving.
Hou Yirong once again picked up the documents from the table and casually flipped through them, as if ignoring her presence.
Time slowly passed.
Su Jingshu still didn't leave the room.
Both of them occupied the same space, yet had no impact on each other.
Until a heavy sigh echoed in the silent room.
Su Jingshu gritted her teeth, assuming a humble posture as she knelt on the ground like an ant.
She hung her head, teeth clenched, and pleaded, "I beg you, spare Nangong Chang's life."
Hou Yirong glanced at Su Jingshu and his gaze became intense.
A nearly imperceptible smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth.
After observing for a while, his deep eyes revealed a hint of displeasure.
He stood up, casually throwing the documents on the sofa.
Su Jingshu heard the faint sound of footsteps on the carpet as he approached.
Her breathing became unsteady.
This sense of humiliation was different from kneeling in front of Nangong Chang and submitting without reservation.
A faint laughter came from above.
Hou Yirong's laughter was deep, concealing danger and killing intent.
He lifted his foot and stepped on Su Jingshu's shoulder, causing her already frail body to sink further down.
"Su Jingshu, do you think I'm too easy to bully?"
The pressure from his foot on her shoulder forced Su Jingshu to support herself with her hands on the carpet to keep from falling.
Feeling Hou Yirong's anger, she quickly denied, "I don't."
"If you don't, then why did you plead for another man in front of me?"
Hou Yirong moved his foot off Su Jingshu's shoulder.
He used the tip of his shoe to lift her chin.
The anger, humiliation, unwillingness, and pain in Su Jingshu's eyes were all reflected in Huo Yirong's gaze.
He sneered lightly. "Tsk tsk... look at the expression on that little face, it's truly remarkable."
Hou Yirong naturally exuded an air of nobility in his every move.
Su Jingshu, on the other hand, was currently in a wretched state.
Seeing her tightly clenched lips and her refusal to speak, the emotionless smile in Hou Yirong's eyes dissipated.
He pressed his shoe against Su Jingshu's cheek, grazing it a few times.
The sense of humiliation was overwhelming.
For someone like Su Jingshu, a woman from a prestigious family, this act would leave a lifelong shadow, making it impossible for her to forget.
Anger and fear surged within Su Jingshu, causing her whole body to tremble.
This was the most humiliating moment of her life, tormenting her with unbearable pain.
In the next moment, Hou Yirong bent down and his large hand directly gripped Su Jingshu's throat.
A cold smile with a hint of danger appeared on his face.
"Su Jingshu, do you really think I have no temper? The absurdity of getting pregnant before marriage, you made me look extremely foolish. I haven't held you accountable yet, but here you are, seeking attention, all for the sake of a man. Are you so desperate for a man that no one, not even one or two men, can satisfy you? How did Nangong Chang, that perverted man, train you into this state?"
Danger was clearly evident in Hou Yirong's eyes.
He stared at Su Jingshu, as if looking at a dead person.
Su Jingshu felt dizzy and her breathing became difficult.
Every word uttered by Hou Yirong was a torment for her.
It was the suppressed pain that had been accumulating within her body and mind, unable to be released, yet so wretched.
Su Jingshu's pale lips moved slowly. "I beg you, spare Nangong Chang's life."
Coldly observing her seemingly calm but actually deranged appearance, disappointment appeared in Huo Yirong's eyes.
He released his grip on Su Jingshu's throat, his tone indifferent. "Su Jingshu, your sincerity is not enough to spare Nangong Chang's life."
With that, Huo Yirong turned around and walked away.
A sense of disappointment surged within him.
Everything felt so dull.
Thinking back, the former Su Jingshu, once the number one lady in the capital, was the ideal wife choice in the hearts of many men.
But at some point, she changed.
Hou Yirong vaguely recalled.
It seemed that she changed when they reached adulthood.
The number of men surrounding her began to increase.
She still appeared noble, poised, and elegant.
However, from certain subtle clues, one could see that her clear eyes had changed color.
Her gaze was always fixed on one person.
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