Chapter 22 You Mean Nothing If I Stopped Loving You

Scarlet Song stunned for a moment, looking at his handsome face, as if she didn't expect that he would be so decisive, she thought he would at least hold on for a moment, after all, just now... Realizing what she was thinking, Scarlet shook her head quickly to get rid of the strangeness that was surging in her mind.

The parking attendant fetched the car, the white Bentley Continental looked noble under the light. Harry Shen opened the rear door, took out her bag and handed it to her.

Scarlet hurriedly took it, and when she grasped the bag strap, she also accidentally grabbed Harry's finger in her palm. Harry narrowed his dark eyes slightly and watched her silently as well as not immediately pull his fingers from her palm.

Scarlet stared at his slender fingers which held in her palm. When she reacted, she quickly let go of his fingers like holding a hot potato. The bag in her hand fell to the ground with a "plop", she suddenly remembered something. Regardless of the embarrassment, she squatted down and picked up the bag, opened the bag to see if the contents were broken.

Harry frowned when he watched her panic opening her bag, and she was relieved when she saw the blue velvet box intact. He felt unhappy and his expression turned into sullen.

Scarlet stood up and was about to thank him, but the Bentley Continental left in a hurry already, leaving the exhaust to her. She was choking and coughing, and when she lifted her eyelids again, the Bentley Continental had disappeared without a trace.

The taxi parked outside Jinyulan Community. After paying the fare, Scarlet opened the door and got off the taxi, and walked into the community quickly.

Behind her, a white Bentley Continental stopped silently on the side of the road. Then the window lowered and a handsome face with distinct facial features came out. Harry lit a cigarette and took a sip. He tilted his head in the smoke and stared deeply at the gate of the community, without moving for a long time.

As Scarlet walked to her house and just took out the key to open the door, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind her, "You came back so late, where did you go?"

Scarlet turned her head and saw a tall man standing next to the palm tree. Younan Tang slowly walked towards her, from darkness to light, as if falling from the sky.

When she saw him, she remembered what he had said when she was in Song's house in the evening, she felt mortified. She turned around, put the key in the keyhole, and opened the door to go in.

A strong smell came out, mixed with the smell of another woman, making her frown unconsciously. The next second, her wrist was grabbed, and her back hit the doorknob of the anti-theft door, causing her to sweat out of the pain.

"I am asking you, are you deaf?" Younan glared at her gloomily, with one hand on her shoulder and the other around her slender waist.

Scarlet was so angry that she pushed him away. "Yunan, it's none of your bossiness. Mind your own. Also, please clear away the traces of other women. It disgusts me."

Younan was extremely angry at he words, "Scarlet, are you risking your neck? No matter how shameless I am, you are more than me."

With a "pop", Scarlet looked at Younan's handsome face leaning to one side. Under the light, five clear fingerprints gradually appeared on his face. She was shaking all over, not afraid, but angry.

"Younan, it's been five years, why on earth are you insulting me again and again to hurt me?" Scarlet's eyes were slightly red, "After all, you are who you are because I loved you. If I don’t like you any more, Younan Tang, you will mean nothing!"

There was suddenly a dead silence downstairs. The wind rustled the leaves, making people distracted.

Younan was tense, staring at Scarlet between the security door and him, and he was so panicked. These five years, he acted capriciously, with nothing more than her love and affection for him. If she withdrew her love, he would be nothing.

"Scarlet, don't you dare!" Younan was like an enraged beast, the sudden surge of despair in his heart driving him to do something to make sure that she was still with him. No matter how he hurt her, she would never leave.

Some loves were destined to torment each other from the start, and he couldn't let go of her betrayal, but he also couldn't let her go either. This woman made him lose his bearings and left him suffering from an abyss of pain for five years. Even such pains, he never wanted to let go of her hand.

He kissed possessively and forcibly with a certain paranoid madness and anger, occupying her completely.