Quick Transmigration - After Betraying the Male Lead, the Supporting Female Character Gets Locked Up and Cries - Chapter 57

Content Warning: Sexual Assault

With great difficulty, Su Yu threw Qi Huaizhi onto the sofa, panting heavily and collapsing beside him. “You’re so heavy.”

Qi Huaizhi’s home was impeccably clean—so clean that it didn’t seem like anyone lived there. Everything was placed exactly where it should be, without a trace of human presence.

It easily reminded her of a stagnant pool of water.

As Su Yu rested, she glanced around before finally retracting her gaze and tugging on Qi Huaizhi’s sleeve.

“Qi Huaizhi.”

The man turned his head slightly, his eyes half-closed, seemingly drunk but not quite.

“You promised to keep your word. I brought you back, so you can’t harm my family anymore, understand?” 

Su Yu spoke softly, trying to negotiate reasonably.

After a long pause, Qi Huaizhi nodded.

“Mm.”

Su Yu let out a sigh of relief, smiling as her eyebrows relaxed. 

Her eyes, naturally bright and innocent, sparkled like a pond reflecting starlight—so captivating that one couldn’t look away.

“It’s getting late. Rest well, and drink less in the future; it’s not good for your health. I’ll be going now.” Su Yu feigned concern.

Just as she stood up, her wrist was suddenly pulled back.

A warm, dry hand with calluses wrapped around her slender, fair wrist, enclosing it entirely, as though it could break with a squeeze.

Qi Huaizhi frowned instinctively.

So thin—does the Su family not feed her?

Forced to stop, Su Yu patiently turned back. “Is there anything else?”

Qi Huaizhi slowly raised his eyes, now completely clear, with no trace of drunkenness.

“Su Yu, has anyone ever told you that it’s not safe to visit another man’s house this late at night?”

Before Su Yu could react to the meaning behind his words, a strong force pulled her, causing her body to tilt suddenly. She was caught securely by the man and drawn into his embrace.

Feeling the firm grip around her waist, Su Yu realized what was happening and raised her head sharply.

“You’re not drunk?! You lied to me!”

Qi Huaizhi smiled indifferently: “Yes, I’m not drunk.”

Meeting her incredulous gaze, Qi Huaizhi’s voice remained calm: “Is it fair that you’re allowed to lie to me, but I’m not allowed to lie to you?”

The natural physical difference between a man and a woman made it easy for Qi Huaizhi to subdue Su Yu

He lowered his eyes, his gaze deep and dark as ink, flowing coldly like a bottomless pool. “Five years ago, you deceived me. Now I’ve tricked you once—it makes us even.”

“From today on, I can overlook everything you’ve done in the past and help the Su family out of its current situation. But I have one condition—you belong to me.”

“If you want to save the Su family, you’ll have to trade yourself. Whether it’s your body or your emotions, I need to have either your person or your heart. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be worth it.”

The person in his arms paused in her struggles, momentarily stunned.

Qi Huaizhi raised his hand to gently brush against her soft lips, lightly rubbing them. “We can marry. Even Huaiyu is an option. Instead of marrying an ugly man, why not consider me, hm?”

The final syllable of his question rose slightly, Qi Huaizhi’s tone lazy and casual, though his heart pounded unnervingly fast.

He wanted her to agree, but feared her rejection.

The long silence hung between them, their breathing audible—one shallow, one heavy. Neither spoke, as if whoever broke the silence first would lose.

After a while, Qi Huaizhi grew impatient.

Tch, losing was fine. After all, he’d already lost completely.

“Not saying anything. Does that mean you’ve agreed?”

Ignoring Su Yu’s suddenly widened eyes, Qi Huaizhi leaned in shamelessly, his shadow looming like a beast that ate people. Ready to devour its prey.

“I didn’t—um…”

Su Yu was on the verge of losing her mind. How did things end up like this?

Qi Huaizhi covered her eyes, which still carried traces of resistance, and slowly closed his own. Fine, let him be the scoundrel. Two bad people, a perfect match, made in heaven.

“Oh, and I forgot to mention—yesterday, I was quite satisfied,” he whispered hoarsely in her ear.

Yesterday…

The shameful scene flashed through her mind unexpectedly, and Su Yu’s cheeks flushed red.

Those hands were igniting sparks everywhere, her clothes being undone without her realizing. His grip, rough and teasing, sent a shiver through her body, making her tremble uncontrollably as she let out an involuntary moan.

“Get… get off…”

Though she intended to curse him, her voice was so soft and delicate that it carried no authority. As soon as she spoke, even Su Yu felt like she was whining.

She cried softly, pushing against his chest, but her efforts were in vain.

Their body temperatures continued to rise.

Su Yu’s ankle instinctively hooked around his waist, toes curling. It was pink and tender, in a cute way.

Sweat trickled down, dampening her hair against her cheeks.

Her entire body was bitten, even… even her inner thigh wasn’t spared…

Su Yu grabbed his hair and whimpered, gritting her teeth: “Qi Huaizhi, are you a dog? Why do you like biting so much?”

No sooner had the words left her mouth than her body stiffened, trembling violently afterward.

“Y-you, get off me, don’t touch me…”

Although she said this, her hands still clung tightly to him, leaving scratch marks on his back—some deep, some shallow.

She heard him chuckle and ask: “Do you like it?”

How shameless! What a pervert!

Su Yu often found herself out of place with Qi Huaizhi because she wasn’t perverted enough.

The night grew darker, stirring the water of springtime desires.

The next day, Su Yu was so exhausted that she didn’t even want to move her fingers. Lying in Qi Huaizhi’s bed, held in his arms, she dozed in and out of sleep.

Too tired, as if she’d run a marathon.

“Stop it,” she weakly swatted away his hand that kept misbehaving.

So annoying. Couldn’t he just let her get a good night’s sleep?

If she’d known, she would’ve left him on the roadside yesterday. Liar! Bastard! Shameless jerk!

Qi Huaizhi chuckled softly and obediently withdrew his hand, feeling his long-empty heart finally filled.

He brushed away the stray hair on her cheek and, in a low voice, made a solemn declaration: “You’re mine now.”

Su Yu, still half-asleep, hummed in agreement, not really listening.

She just wanted this nuisance to stop bothering her and let her rest.

Qi Huaizhi’s gaze softened.

The phone by the bedside suddenly rang. Qi Huaizhi glanced over, his expression freezing momentarily.

Before Su Yu could be woken by the noise, he answered it.

He glanced at the contact name, his eyes darkening.

“Xiao Yu, I heard you’re getting married?” Li Heng’s anxious voice came through the phone.

“Let me tell you, that guy’s no good. He plays around a lot in private, so don’t agree to it!”

Five years ago, Li Heng had confessed to Su Yu many times, but Su Yu never had feelings for him. After she went abroad, the two were separated, and Li Heng’s one-sided love came to an end.

Hearing about Su Yu again, he hadn’t expected it to be this.

Li Heng was terrified that Su Yu might be making a bad decision and jumping into a pit.

“Xiao Yu, are you listening? I’m serious, my friend knows him—he’s no good. If you marry him, it’ll be a disaster.”

“Please don’t make a rash decision!”

Qi Huaizhi clicked his tongue, thinking how noisy this was.

“Su Yu’s asleep. Keep your voice down, don’t wake her.”

“And no, she won’t marry that ugly guy.”

“She’s mine.”

With that, Qi Huaizhi impatiently hung up the phone and turned it off to stop anyone from disturbing them.

On the other end, hearing a man’s voice, Li Heng was dumbfounded.

After a long pause, he widened his eyes: “Qi Huaizhi?!”