Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Li Mingxi, what’s wrong with you? You were begging me to leave you, and now that I’ve left, you’ve turned into this?

Li Mingxi, embarrassed and angry, snatched the medicine bottle.

”You’re thinking too highly of yourself! The way I am has nothing to do with you!”

Xiao Lang grabbed her chin and forced her to look him in the eyes.

”Look into my eyes and tell me, does it have anything to do with me?!”

”No!” Li Mingxi answered without hesitation.

Xiao Lang felt frustrated; he could clearly sense it was related to him, but she just wouldn’t admit it.

Why was she so stubborn?

”Why aren’t you eating?” he asked through gritted teeth.

”...”

”The doctor has already run tests; there’s nothing wrong with your health. Why aren’t you eating?”

Li Mingxi brushed his hand away, laughed, ”How do you know I haven’t eaten?”

”Would you look like this if you’d eaten? Look at yourself now, thin as a rail, your complexion paler than a ghost!”

Li Mingxi, who had been beautiful all her life, had never heard someone say she looked ugly.

What a beauty couldn’t tolerate most was becoming ugly.

Especially when the one saying she’s ugly is someone she likes.

Li Mingxi glared angrily, ”What I’ve become has nothing to do with you! Get out, I don’t want to see you!”

Xiao Lang was also furious, ”Do you think I want to meddle with you? I just don’t want you to become like this because of me! I can’t stand seeing you in such a desperate state; it makes me feel like I owe you!”

She didn’t expect him to say this...

Li Mingxi was trembling with anger, ”I’ll say it again, it has nothing to do with you! Stop flattering yourself; I stopped liking you long ago, so it has nothing to do with you!”

”Um—”

Xiao Lang suddenly cupped her face and kissed her deeply.

Li Mingxi froze for a moment, then struggled fiercely.

Xiao Lang ignored everything, his lips and tongue ravishing her uncontrollably.

Li Mingxi, already weak, struggled a bit, then grew breathless and exhausted...

Eventually, she was almost completely limp, unable to tell east from west.

Xiao Lang’s kiss slowly became gentle, and Li Mingxi was intoxicated, closing her eyes and involuntarily responding to him.

Xiao Lang’s eyelashes lightly trembled, and then he kissed her more deeply.

Li Mingxi’s body was pressed into the blanket, her arms looped around Xiao Lang’s neck.

After a long kiss ended, Xiao Lang released her and lifted his head.

Li Mingxi’s eyes were misty, cheeks flushed, lips slightly parted, breath fragrant as orchids—if not moved, what was she?

Xiao Lang looked at her, pulling out a smile with ambiguous meaning.

”You still say you don’t like me, that it has nothing to do with me?”

Boom—

Li Mingxi felt as if she were doused with cold water, suddenly chilled to the core.

Her eyes cleared instantly.

Looking at Xiao Lang’s emotionless gaze, remembering what he had just said, Li Mingxi only felt humiliated.

But she wasn’t angry.

Her hand continued to hook around his neck, she smiled alluringly, ”That was merely a physiological reaction. I’d react like that to any man, not just you alone.”

A trace of iciness flashed in Xiao Lang’s eyes.

”I wasn’t aware that you had other men,” he said coldly through clenched teeth.

Li Mingxi laughed charmingly, ”Whether I have other men, you know best, don’t you?”

Xiao Lang immediately became stiff, his cold face turning gloomy and terrifying.

Pushing her away abruptly, he stood up, glaring at her from above with a sinister gaze, exuding a terrifying aura.