The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Chapter 1025 I Might Be Falling in Love with You

She was both anxious and angry, and could only stare at Qiao Siyue with her eyes full of rage, accusing him with her gaze and begging him to let her go.

But Joshua did not take any further steps, nor did he knock her unconscious or abduct her.

Qiao Siyue simply held her captive, covering her mouth, his eyes, similar to Qiao Sinian's, fixed on her at close range, never blinking.

He had deep-set eyes, which should have been an extremely attractive feature against his pale white skin. However, Qiao Siyue gave off a sinister and cold feeling. Being stared at by him at such close range, Wen Xiaoman felt a chill run up her spine and her hair stand on end.

The way he looked at her was so complicated; it contained scrutiny, inquiry, and even a hint of... indescribable bewilderment.

It was as if she was thinking about something else, or rather, confirming something.

Noticing Wen Xiaoman trembling with fear, he frowned almost imperceptibly, lowered his voice, and said in a strangely calm tone, "Don't move or shout. I won't hurt you."

Wen Xiaoman let out a distrustful snort.

Not harm? She doubted even the punctuation marks in what Qiao Siyue said.

Qiao Siyue seemed to see through her thoughts, but he wasn't annoyed. He just continued to lock onto her with that uncomfortable gaze and emphasized his purpose again: "I just want to see you."

Wen Xiaoman frowned even more, feeling that this person was seriously ill.

Look at her?

See what she does?

Joss patiently offered a deal: "If you promise not to shout, I'll let you go."

A fleeting moment of hesitation crossed Wen Xiaoman's eyes, but her survival instinct made her make a choice immediately.

She blinked hard to indicate her agreement.

Upon seeing this, Joss's eyes flickered slightly, and he indeed slowly loosened his grip on her mouth.

But Wen Xiaoman would never really listen to him.

The moment her lips were freed, she immediately screamed at the top of her lungs, "Help..."

Unfortunately, she only managed to utter one word before the large hand quickly covered her throat again, silencing her subsequent cries for help.

A feeling of suffocation came over me.

Joss raised an eyebrow, looking down at the woman in his arms whose eyes were filled with despair because of the failed plan. His tone was even a little playful, as if he had expected her to do this: "You really are naughty."

Wen Xiaoman's heart sank suddenly, and she felt a chill run down her spine.

Oh no, she just missed an opportunity.

Now Qiao Siyue definitely won't believe her anymore.

I wonder if the people outside heard the sound she made just now?

She turned to look at Qiao Siyue with pleading eyes, hoping he would give her another chance.

But this time, she has lost credibility with Qiao Siyue.

Jos Yue's arm showed no sign of loosening.

However, he didn't seem to intend to suffocate her. He loosened his grip slightly, leaving a small gap for her to breathe.

Wen Xiaoman's voice, like a trapped mosquito, weakly leaked from the gap in his palm. It wasn't loud, but it was enough for him to hear: "Qiao Siyue... you're simply insane."

She thought she would anger him.

To everyone's surprise, upon hearing this, Qiao Siyue not only did not get angry, but instead chuckled softly, as if mocking himself, with an indescribable eeriness about him.

He looked at her, his eyes filled with an even deeper sense of disorientation, and he actually nodded in admission: "That's right, I am sick."

Wen Xiaoman was taken aback, only to hear Qiao Siyue continue, "Selina said I've fallen in love with you, but I didn't believe it..."

His gaze was fixed on her face. "Now it seems that I might... really have fallen in love with you."

Hearing him say he loved her, Wen Xiaoman felt a wave of nausea.

The undisguised contempt and resistance in her eyes were almost overflowing.

Qiao Siyue naturally saw the complete disbelief in her eyes, but he didn't care about her and continued talking to himself:

“At first, even I was skeptical, but after... after Qiao Sinian said those things to me, I realized that I was a little... regretful.”

Upon hearing him mention Qiao Sinian, Wen Xiaoman's entire body tensed up instantly.

Forgetting her nausea, she eagerly asked from under his palm, "What did he say to you?"

The words were mumbled, but Joss understood them more clearly.

Her warm breath brushed against his palm, bringing a slight tickle that made him want to linger.

However, Joss would never say it.

He wouldn't tell Wen Xiaoman about his deal with Qiao Sinian.

He would never say it aloud, for now that he had finally gained control of the Chemosi family, which he had always dreamed of, he felt a profound emptiness in his heart.

He thought about it a lot afterward, repeatedly pondering the look in Qiao Sinian's eyes and the words he had spoken.

He wondered if Qiao Sinian had already discovered his feelings for Wen Xiaoman, which was why he made that choice.

With Qiao Sinian's intelligence and insight, he must have figured it out.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

From the moment they reached an agreement in the lab, he lost the right to covet Wen Xiaoman.

He chose the Chemosey family, the price of which was to leave this place forever and never appear in front of her again to disturb her life.

He pressed his thin lips together in frustration, forcibly suppressing the surging emotions within him.

He refocused his gaze on Wen Xiaoman's anxious face. "She didn't say anything, just that I suddenly realized I've fallen in love with you, so... I came to confirm it."

This sudden, somewhat eerie, and earnest "confession" made Wen Xiaoman freeze, but what followed was not感动 (moved/touched), but rather Angry at being offended.

Suddenly, Qiao Siyue lowered his head, his high nose bridge close to Wen Xiaoman's neck and shoulders, and sniffed hard like a wild beast.

I didn't smell any particular fragrance, so why is it so appealing?

However, if you smell it carefully, there is a faint milky scent, as well as the clean soapy scent of the hair, simple and pure.

Having grown accustomed to sensual and intense flavors, this was the first time Joss had shown interest in something so mild.

It could also just be directed at Wen Xiaoman.

Wen Xiaoman was so frightened by his actions that her hair stood on end.

It felt like being wrapped around the neck by a cold, sticky, venomous snake that was flicking its tongue and exploring.

He's a psychopathic viper!

"Let me go!" she shouted in a low voice, both shocked and angry, as she began to struggle even more fiercely.

But the more she twisted and turned, the tighter Joss's arms tightened around her waist, pressing her entire body firmly against the wall.

The two bodies rubbed violently against each other through the thin fabric of their clothes. This struggle not only failed to break free of their restraints, but instead seemed to ignite some dangerous fuse, giving Joss Yue the opportunity to go further.