Chapter 20 The Heartless Executioner

Cheng Jia gasped in pain and tried to pull her hand away!

The person who bit him gripped his wrist tightly and wouldn't let go.

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Minghe heard Cheng Jia's scream.

"What are you yelling about? What's wrong?"

Cheng Jia hissed and glared at Shi Qingci's face: "...It's nothing."

How can one describe the situation where a distinguished guest is biting his finger and refusing to let go?

Holy crap, what kind of scene is this?

This person has obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness.

It hurts so much to be bitten.

"President Shi?" Zhou Minghe's voice came through the phone.

Shi Qingci bit down for three or four seconds, then slowly released his teeth. He gripped Cheng Jia's wrist and looked at the little finger, which had his teeth marks on it.

It looks great, much better than the new ring.

Shi Qingci was in a great mood: "Soaking in the hot springs this afternoon is fine."

"That's great, I'll make the arrangements. Cheng Jia, why don't you come along?" Zhou Minghe called out to Cheng Jia as well.

Cheng Jia's fingers, which had just been bitten, were still trembling.

He forcefully pulled his hand back from the passenger seat, directly refusing: "I don't have time. I need to catch up on sleep this afternoon, and I have to go to work tonight."

"You can take the night off." Zhou Minghe is the boss; he can make the decision.

Cheng Jia resolutely refused to go: "I can't take leave, I have a big client coming tonight."

"A big client?" Zhou Minghe finally agreed. "Alright, then you go back to sleep and work hard tonight. I'll pick up President Shi from the hotel this afternoon, and you can go look at the house."

"......"

The call ended.

Cheng Jia clenched his fist to soothe his little finger.

There was no bleeding, just a dull, aching pain in that area of ​​flesh.

The teeth marks are very close to the top of the ring.

He turned to his side in surprise and asked, "Aren't you afraid of hurting your teeth or getting dirty, Mr. Shi?"

"Does it hurt?" Shi Qingci felt much better.

Seeing Cheng Jia wince in pain, yet suppressing her voice and not daring to cry out.

This was much better than him indifferently telling him to extinguish the cigarette in his palm. At least Cheng Jia had some other reaction and wasn't so numb and aloof.

Cheng Jia shook her hand: "It doesn't hurt, it might hurt if it's bitten off."

It was as if he wasn't the one who had been in so much pain that he was gasping for breath.

Now, when asked, they acted nonchalantly.

"Heh." Shi Qingci was too lazy to expose him. She comfortably pulled on her beige hoodie and leaned into the car seat.

"......"

There's still a rebellious streak in his nature.

Cheng Jia couldn't resist the urge to turn the tide.

He said, "I just used this hand to wipe the car with a dirty rag; it was covered in dust."

“...Is that so?” Shi Qingci’s jaw was a little stiff as she forced herself to remain calm. “I don’t believe you didn’t wash your hands.”

Cheng Jia replied seriously, "I didn't wash it. You know my hygiene habits; I'm not that clean."

One of his casual remarks.

This immediately brought their thoughts back to the past.

Cheng Jia's hygiene habits are indeed not very good, compared to Shi Qingci.

Except right after using the toilet, he doesn't usually go to wash his hands frequently.

Shi Qingci washes her hands every half hour. Even if she does nothing, she keeps her palms dry and free of sweat. She also occasionally applies hand cream.

Cheng Jia was so lazy that she refused to eat food that required her hands because she didn't want to wash her hands.

They used to be so close that Shi Qingci would pull Cheng Jia to wash her hands, her ears turning red as she applied hand cream to Cheng Jia's hands, and she would trim Cheng Jia's nails, complaining that Cheng Jia's nails were too long.

Shi Qingci practically raised Cheng Jia as his son.

It also happened when Cheng Jia said that no one had cut his nails for a long time.

I secretly felt sorry for Cheng Jia's miserable life.

In the end, it was discovered that Shi Qingci herself was the one with a tragic fate.

A heartless bastard, you can just throw him away without a second thought.

"Swish," Shi Qingci swallowed twice with his mouth open, but still couldn't hold it in. His germaphobia couldn't be suppressed. He pulled out a tissue in annoyance and wiped his lips and teeth. "Disgusting."

"......"

Cheng Jia enjoyed listening to it.

Cheng Jia laughed, and after laughing, reminded the person.

"If it's disgusting, don't bite it next time."

Biting it will hurt.

And to be honest, it's a bit ambiguous.

This is not the way they should interact.

Cheng Jia understood, but felt awkward.

Shi Qingci, however, did not want the swindler to succeed: "If it's clean, it won't be dirty."

"!" means "I'll bite again later."

These words sent a chill down Cheng Jia's spine.

They are all adults, and biting their fingers goes far beyond the normal range.

I already felt something was off, and now it's even more creepy.

In a moment of panic, Cheng Jia asked hastily and bluntly, "You can't be trying to sleep with me to get back at me, can you?"

Shi Qingci was stunned.

He never intended to retaliate in that way!

But since Cheng Jia brought it up, those two simple words were enough to extinguish reason, almost causing the floodgates of desire in Shi Qingci's mind to go out of control.

Has he ever considered having any intimate relations with Cheng Jia?

Of course it is—

some.

After all, he genuinely liked Cheng Jia.

The hidden desire that had surfaced five years ago was like an unopened seed, containing all the immaturity and first stirrings of love.

The seeds from that year failed to sprout.

Is it okay now?

Shi Qingci restrained herself from looking at Cheng Jia and turned her head to look out the window.

But his Adam's apple bobbed rapidly.

Her earlobes were also turning red, and her breathing became rapid.

Although he didn't admit it, his silence already revealed his dangerous thoughts.

I was thinking of Qing dynasty porcelain.

"......"

This guy really had the idea of ​​sleeping with him!

No way! Cheng Jia's heart sank.

He suppressed his fear and pretended to be calm.

She quickly and deliberately smiled at Shi Qingci.

"Mr. Shi, why didn't you say so earlier? So you were willing to sleep with someone once and then be done with it? If you had told me sooner, I wouldn't have been so worried."

"...What do you mean?" Shi Qingci's voice was dry.

He was too embarrassed to turn and look at Cheng Jia's face.

Do these words mean "yes" or "no"?

Although I didn't understand it, the topic had a unique kind of excitement because the speaker was Cheng Jia.

Shi Qingci's Adam's apple rolled twice more.

Cheng Jia continued, "If you still like me, then all the grudges from back then can be wiped clean. It's also my fault. I didn't expect that a casual lie would make you so innocent and devoted to me until now. Sigh, you gay people have such a high tolerance for men. Maybe you haven't seen many men."

"By the way, I'm straight, you know that, right? You want me to sleep with you?"

After saying that, Cheng Jia smiled again.

His laughter was extremely frivolous.

My heart was pounding!

"......"

"......"

"Do you want to die?" Shi Qingci was stunned for more than ten seconds before she regained her senses.

This swindler's contempt and insult towards him reached its extreme.

I instinctively retaliated, retorting line by line!

"Who the hell do you think you are to be worthy of my affection? It's absurd that I've liked you all this time. Cheng Jia, listen to me, I will never sleep with you in this lifetime. I find you disgusting."

Shi Qingci took repeated breaths to calm his tone.

He barely managed to maintain a semblance of dignity, but his fists were clenched so tightly they turned white.

"Also, rest assured, my revenge will never be in that way. I'm not as cheap as you, willing to sleep with someone for money. Damn it, this reunion, you've ruined everything I had for you..."

That's disgusting, Cheng Jia.

It turns out that the memories of those two years could be even more disgusting.

It can be said that the last remaining glimmer of hope has been completely destroyed by Cheng Jia today. A heartless executioner, utterly cruel.

This caused Shi Qingci's inner world to nearly collapse.

Harsh words are a double-edged sword.

He hated Cheng Jia so much that he wanted to strangle her.

He would even be willing to be buried with the deceased.

Shi Qingci's hands were trembling.

Endure with utmost patience.

“…Okay,” Cheng Jia bit his tongue until he could taste the blood, his fingers gripping the steering wheel tightly, still laughing nonchalantly, “Then I regret to inform you that if you need, I can pick a few handsome male escorts and send them to your bed.”

Shi Qingci also sneered: "My affairs have nothing to do with you, it's none of your business."

Starting today.

I will no longer show you any mercy.

I find it disgusting to even think about bringing up old relationships!

"......"

In front of the villa, where torrential rain was pouring down.

Cheng Jia smoothly pulled the car over to the side of the road.

He opened the door, intending to hold an umbrella for Mr. Shi.

"Get out of my way!" Shi Qingci snatched the only umbrella and forcefully pushed Cheng Jia away.

The rain intensified as noon approached.

Cheng Jia didn't say much, lowered her head and let the rain soak her body, feeling a bone-chilling cold, and then quickly ran into the villa.

He chose his own path.

Who the hell can control fate?

Just when you think things are bad enough, something even worse always comes out.

This leaves Cheng Jia with absolutely no room for independent choice.

The white dove ring I kept for five years also held a small fantasy: the fantasy of reuniting.

When the fantasy comes true...

He has a terminal illness.

Not only was he poor and heavily in debt, but he was also on the verge of losing his life.

The person I feel most sorry for in my life is Shi Qingci.

Cheng Jia was also desperate.

That's settled then.

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