Wang Siwei couldn't handle the force and fell heavily onto the coffee table. The ashtray pressed against his waist, causing him to arch his back in pain and scream loudly. In an instant, the whole private room was thrown into chaos.
Gu Yifan ignored everything else. He helped Du Yue up in a posture akin to an embrace and anxiously asked, "Du Yue, how are you? Let's go! I'll take you to see a doctor right now!"
His eyes were red with anxiety, which was a rare sight. His arms encircled Du Yue's waist in a gentlemanly way. Just as they were about to step out of the private room, another force suddenly seized Du Yue's wrist.
Before she could react, the force had already pulled her into an unfamiliar yet familiar embrace. Du Yue's whole body went cold.
"Chen Ze!" Gu Yifan turned to see who it was. His usually gentle face now showed a trace of anger. "I don't want to argue with you, but Du Yue must be taken to the hospital! Her hands are injured, and she loves playing the piano so much. Nothing must happen to her hands!"
Du Yue's body trembled, her gaze unfocused. If Gu Yifan hadn't mentioned it, she would have forgotten that she once played the piano.
She had once been admired by all, guided by an international piano master, and won awards in prestigious competitions. But because of Chen Ze's dislike for women who sought the limelight, she learned to be low - key and refused to compete.
However, Shen Ya entered the competition and, as she wished, won the championship.
Thinking about this series of events, Du Yue found it laughable and couldn't control her hatred. She wanted to break free from Chen Ze's arms.
But in Chen Ze's eyes, this was undoubtedly her eagerly trying to escape him and run into Gu Yifan's arms!
Chen Ze's dark eyes burned with sarcasm and surging anger.
Du Yue, alive or dead, belongs to me! How dare she have feelings for another man? How dare she!
Without hesitation, his arms tightened their grip, pressing her delicate body against his own. Leaning close to her ear, his dark eyes simmering with suppressed anger, he hoarsely whispered, "Move again, and next time, it might not be you who kneels on the ground."
Du Yue heard a loud boom in her head, her eyes fixed on Chen Ze. "What do you want?"
She spoke in a very low voice so that Gu Yifan wouldn't hear.
Chen Ze ignored her and retorted to Gu Yifan: "Playing the piano? Gu Yifan, don't forget, ever since Du Yue knew that I hate women showing off, she hasn't touched the piano. You pretend to care, but in reality, you ran away like a coward for three years, not even knowing what she truly likes, right?"
Gu Yifan clenched his fists tightly and retorted, "Then Mr. Chen must know?"
Chen Ze narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I don't know, but I know that whatever I like, Du Yue likes. That's the difference between you and me."
Du Yue felt her vision blur. Her once sincere and passionate love had become a subject of ridicule in Chen Ze's mouth.
How utterly ridiculous!
Gu Yifan understood too, and anger silently rose within him, "Chen Ze, you will regret this."
"Regret? I don't know what regret is in my entire life! I only know that you have always been my inferior."
Having said that, he gripped Du Yue's wrist and partly dragged, partly led her out of the suffocating private room.
At first, Du Yue struggled, but as they went further, she became more compliant. However, her eyes were ashen, misty, without a trace of light.
Chen Ze turned back, finding her gaze piercing, and forcibly lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him.
"What? Can't bear to part with the man who loves you?"