Chapter 59 Her eyelashes trembled slightly, a mixture of restraint and intensity…

The action came out of his head with perfect naturalness; his face was delicate and aloof, with a hint of drowsiness, as if he were born to be served with utmost respect and deference.

The sound of blood pounding and swelling in my ears was so clear; every cell in my body was screaming with excitement and vitality.

Song Mingli stood up from his chair, his arm muscles bulging with blood.

Ying Shixue watched him quietly from beginning to end, her eyes like the most precious black gemstones.

His breathing quickened, and he finally couldn't help but pull the person into his arms.

The force was too great, and due to inertia, Ying Shixue's upper body was suddenly thrown forward. Her slightly long black hair brushed past his ear, and then a warm and soft thing wrapped around his neck.

The scent of another person wafted from the spot where the hair brushed against my nose—a post-shower fragrance, slightly damp, and extremely pleasant, like a floral or fruity aroma.

However, the fragrance was only fleeting. Soon, Ying Shixue returned to her body, instinctively not wanting the scent to leave. When she regained consciousness, his teeth were already pressing menacingly against her snow-white neck.

The skin beneath his teeth was incredibly smooth and had an exquisite feel. A delicate fragrance emanated from beneath the thin skin, and out of the corner of his eye, he could see a small part of Ying Shixue's profile.

Under the light, his skin glowed like white porcelain with a faint sheen. His eyes were closed, his eyelashes trembling slightly with restraint, and his pale pink lower lip was bitten tightly by himself.

It seems they were prepared to face the pain of being violated.

Song Mingli looked at him for a while, then suddenly felt reluctant to part with him.

He gently touched that small patch of skin with his lips, following the beautiful, smooth lines upwards, exchanging an extremely tender and lingering kiss.

Ying Shixue opened her eyes, which had been closed, and looked at the suddenly magnified handsome face with some surprise.

But she quickly lost herself in the kiss.

Their lips and tongues intertwined tenderly, and it felt as if they were soaking in comfortably warm water. Everything outside seemed to flow away like water, and they wished they could just turn into the wind and rain and go to the ends of the earth together.

Song Mingli did not deliberately arouse his desire; the mere touch of their skin was enough to evoke such beautiful feelings.

Ying Shixue didn't know when he returned to the bedroom. Although he was going to go back to sleep anyway, Song Mingli carried him to the bed, tucked him in, and sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at him tenderly.

He was really sleepy, so he stretched out his slender white fingers from under the dark blankets and hooked them around his little finger: "Aren't you going to sleep...?"

The beautiful woman with black hair and fair skin lay unguarded in his territory, her soft hair scattered on the pillow. He was already slender, and under the large quilt, only a small bulge appeared on the bed.

Because it was time to rest, all the curtains in the room were drawn, with only a dim yellow lamp on the bedside table. This posture and this movement were simply...

The wife among wives.

Because her husband was going to work, she tugged at her clothes and made pinky promises, even though he knew that she was being so affectionate because the atmosphere had been so good and she was sleepy.

Regardless of status, profession, or age, everyone has had the somewhat silly and bittersweet thought in their hearts: "Will any of the lights in the thousands of homes be lit for me?" After years of wandering abroad, he saw countless times the serious and tough man in the daytime asking him for leave with some embarrassment, saying that he had to go back to see his wife for anniversaries or other reasons.

He was not an unreasonable person and had a shift system. He had too many things to deal with every day. After approving such trivial matters, he would forget about them until late at night or early morning when he would push open the cold and lifeless magnificent door and see a cool crescent moon in the dark sky of a foreign land through the curtain.

When Song Mingli's fingers touched him, he actually thought about going to some lousy job and wanting to sleep with him. Fortunately, his strong willpower of self-discipline over the years and his remaining rational bottom line stopped him.

Damn it. He thought to himself expressionlessly, he should have just blasted the whole thing to smithereens.

The next second he immediately rejected his own opinion: No, this is a society governed by law; we must abide by the law.

He paused for a moment when he saw the snow. This kind of pause was quite common in Song Mingli. For example, when the other party wanted to do something but was prevented from doing it for some reason, he would often show this kind of restrained yet anxious pause.

A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his eye. He hooked his fingers around the large, well-defined hand and pulled it closer to his cheek. Even then, Song Mingli still thought the other person wanted to rub against him or stick close to him.

Ying Shixue straightened up slightly and kissed his fingertips.

She said softly, "Come back soon."

Song Dynasty - ruthless killer (fake) - cold-faced demon - number one face that can scare children to tears - Ming Dynasty - billionaire with iron-blooded ruthlessness - Li, firmly believes that he has been absolutely conscious of his image since he was five years old and has excellent coordination and intelligence. When he stepped out of the room, he almost tripped over his own feet and fell. After firmly refusing his partner's concern to prove that he is indeed a reliable man, he almost fell down the last few steps of the stairs in a daze.

Even after the video conference was connected, and he was about to make judgments and decisions in front of many senior executives, he was still absent-mindedly savoring the soft touch on his fingertips.

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He would definitely have to go back to the old house again, but before that, he received an invitation to a cocktail party.

In recent years, the power dynamics within the district have shifted. Some have declined while others have risen. The person who sent him the invitation was a business partner for the next quarter, named Su Xinlin.

This person has been active in the southwest region recently. He is said to have some influence and controls a very important trade route.

Actually, it wasn't just him; there were probably many other partners, big and small, who came back. It was called a wine tasting, but in reality, they were going to talk business over dinner.

Ying Shixue thought for a moment and then agreed.

On the day of the party, even though he knew that Song Mingli had installed a tracking device on him, he still sent him a message in advance.

The other end replied instantly: 【Be careful, don't drink too much, what if someone bullies you?】

Ying Shixue smiled. At his level, there were very few people left who could make things difficult for him.

But the other person clearly didn't think so: "How about I go with you?"

With some time before departure, he took a rare moment to chat idly for a bit: "In what capacity?"

There was a few seconds of pause on the other end, and then the video call came through.

He was still in the lobby, surrounded by people, when Ying Shixue accidentally pressed the button.

I have to go.

Song Mingli chuckled softly. "Let me know when it's over, and I'll pick you up."

After I returned home, I turned off my phone. The stylist and driver had already arrived.

Actually, there was absolutely no need for him to modify his appearance. He simply did his hair and changed his clothes, and that was it.

Surprisingly, the location wasn't a restaurant with good privacy, but rather a popular upscale bar-like place in Vanke City.

Upon entering, Ying Shixue was immediately struck by the dazzling lights and vibrant atmosphere. He frowned slightly, and the waiter who had been guiding him since he got out of the car quickly cleared a path for him, saying, "Sir, this way please."

To get upstairs, you inevitably have to walk through a dance floor, surrounded by the deafening sounds of music. Before you know it, someone bumps into you.

This person was clearly doing it on purpose. Just as they were about to touch, Ying Shixue deftly dodged to the side at a tricky angle, causing him to miss his target and stumble, almost falling over.

He didn't even turn his head and went straight upstairs.

When he arrived, the private room was almost full, with people sitting on various sofas. A few scantily clad young ladies and gentlemen were standing near the door a little further away.

As soon as he pushed open the door, a hint of amazement flashed in the eyes of the person sitting alone on the middle sofa. Soon after, an impeccable business smile appeared on his face, and he even stood up to shake hands with him: "President Ying."

This gesture was definitely respectful, Ying Shixue thought as she looked at him.

The man appeared to be around thirty years old, dressed in a suit and tie. Perhaps because the temperature inside the private room was a bit high, two buttons of his collar were undone, and he recognized the intricate patterns that were part of a unique symbol of the Southwest region.

His appearance was also different from the people here. Actually, he could be described as handsome, with deep features and a clear outline, but there was always a hint of... between his brows and eyes.

Ying Shixue paused, a strange, unsettling aura emanating from him.

But now was clearly not the time to express personal opinions, so he nodded politely and briefly shook hands with him.

The cool, sticky sensation clung to the skin that was touching it, but otherwise there was nothing unusual, and it was released after two seconds.

After a brief encounter, the private room was filled with the clinking of glasses again. Even though they were there to discuss business, the wicked nature of the men in their thirties and forties was impossible to conceal. At first, they tried to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor and steer the conversation toward serious matters, but after drinking too much, they became so intoxicated that they pulled the group of young masters and ladies to sit on their laps.

Those who still had a modicum of rationality were trying to persuade them, and for a moment the room became an ambiguous and chaotic mess.

Ying Shixue lowered her eyelashes in disgust and subtly sat down on the sofa a little further away.

He had actually had a few drinks, which is unavoidable in business, but he hadn't come away empty-handed. He had already done most of what he wanted to find out and talk about, and had achieved his purpose for coming here. He would stay for a few more minutes as a formality before leaving.

Meanwhile, on the spacious sofa in the center of the room, Su Xinyuan withdrew his gaze and said leisurely, "Truly worthy of being a famous beauty..."

"Brother, should we?" Su Xinlin raised his hand, signaling him to be quiet.

“Don’t do anything unnecessary,” he warned, his gaze never leaving the person sitting in the booth.

True beauty lies in the bone structure, not just the skin, but Ying Shixue is definitely the kind of beauty whose bone structure and skin structure are both at their peak. Sitting on the sofa like this, she looks like a celestial being. When the male hormones in the private room were extremely high, many people openly or secretly cast their gazes at her, but they were always wary of her.

Finally, someone stood up, slurring their words, and said, "Mr. Ying, I'd like to toast you and wish us all the best in our future cooperation!"

He was a spoiled rich kid, not to be feared in himself, but his family had many connections. No matter what, he certainly wouldn't dare to come up so directly. But at this moment, the alcohol was numbing his brain and his nerves, and he was also bolstered by the little bit of inside information he had just received.

That's Ying Shixue, whose relationship with the Xi family of Liancheng seems to have recently become very strained.

No matter how well he tries to cover it up now, he cannot hide the fact that he did expel his father and brothers and only gained control of SK with the backing of Sheng'an. It's just that his power has been growing stronger in recent years.

Over the years, these two groups have been like mountains pressing down on us, but if the mountains were to collapse from within, many people's minds would be stirred up. They would consider whether to support, contact, surrender, or something else. This meeting was a vanguard to test the waters.