"I believe you, I believe you." Seeing that her nose was red, Song Hengjue quickly moved closer, wishing he could slap himself twice.
She was still recovering from the shock, so why was he bringing up such unpleasant topics to upset her?
"You say you believe me, but you actually doubt me," Yang Qingheng said angrily, pointing her finger at his nose and yelling, "You're always so suspicious! If I didn't like you, I'd be out of my mind and come to Hai Province with you. I'm just here to help you with your company's mess. Are you going to get married or not? Get out! Get out!"
She's always so restless; she'll drive him crazy sooner or later.
"What did you say? Say it again!" Song Hengjue's eyes shone brightly as he excitedly grabbed her forearm, staring intently at her mouth, as if afraid he had misheard.
Yang Qingheng's ears burned, and she kicked his shin: "I didn't say anything, you misheard me."
"You said you like me." Song Hengjue revealed eight neat white teeth, looking like a silly fool who only knew how to laugh, and hugged Yang Qingheng and gave her a hard kiss.
She said she liked him! Yang Qingheng liked him!
Song Hengjue felt like he was going crazy, crazy with joy, but his eyes were brimming with hot steam.
Seeing him wipe away tears with emotion, Yang Qingheng felt a pang of sadness and called him a "fool" with disdain.
Then I remembered the Zhongyan that Song Hengjue had mentioned.
It was such a coincidence that Song Hengjue saw the hickey and became so angry; she couldn't believe that Zhong Yan hadn't touched it.
She had no idea when this junior had developed such thoughts.
Yang Qingheng's gaze was deep and somber.
The next day, Yang Qingheng was awakened by a warm touch on her face. She looked up in a daze and met Song Hengjue's ingratiating smile, his lips bright red, looking like he had done something naughty.
"You're so annoying so early in the morning." Yang Qingheng turned her head away in annoyance, leaving him with a sullen back.
She was just being nice to him and he took advantage of her. He kissed her in the middle of the night and even changed the sheets. What will the aunt think when she finds out? Now he won't even let her sleep. He really takes advantage of her kindness.
Song Hengjue knew he couldn't provoke him, or he'd be in trouble for the next few days. He leaned closer and whispered, "I've washed the sheets, so please don't be angry, okay? Please forgive me."
A pale finger pointed out the window, and sure enough, a light blue patterned sheet was hanging wet on the balcony.
The bluish-purple veins on the index finger bulged slightly in the sunlight, looking unusually sexy.
In the darkness, heavy breathing, the sound of water… memories resurfaced, Yang Qingheng’s eyelids twitched, and she hurriedly grabbed his hand and pressed it down: “I know, I know, I need to get up.”
He rolled over and tried to get up, his movements carrying a hint of fleeing in panic.
Song Hengjue pounced on her, hugging her leg and pulling her into his arms: "Auntie just got home and hasn't started making breakfast yet. Why are you up so early? Sleep with me a little longer."
She slept well yesterday afternoon, but he watched her all afternoon and made a fuss all night. Now she's feeling sleepy.
"Serves you right!" Yang Qingheng rolled her eyes at him, letting him cause trouble, and now he's getting his comeuppance.
But she didn't make any further moves, and obediently let him hold her in his arms.
If happiness had a concrete form, it would be him and her in this very moment.
As Yang Qingheng gazed at the rising sun outside the window, a sentence suddenly popped into her mind, startling even herself.
However, Song Hengjue did not manage to get any sleep. Less than half an hour later, his aunt came to knock on the door.
Whispering: "Sir, two policemen have arrived outside. They say they're taking your wife to give a statement."
Disturbing my peaceful sleep so early in the morning, you really have no tact.
Song Hengjue muttered to himself silently, his eyes tightly closed, pretending not to know.
However, his trembling eyelashes betrayed the fact that he had already woken up. Yang Qingheng was amused, pinched his earlobe, and patted his back soothingly: "Alright, don't keep him waiting."
"What?" Song Hengjue pretended to be sleepy and opened his eyes, with an innocent-looking tuft of hair sticking up on his head.
Yang Qingheng stared at him with a mocking smile, as if she could see through all his pretenses.
"What? You say you like me, but you won't let me sleep," Song Hengjue pouted, complaining as she got up to put on her shoes. She then helped her get dressed. "It's too small. I'll have a designer come over this afternoon to make you a new one."
Yang Qingheng didn't refute, and touched her belly.
Indeed, there was a banquet a couple of days ago, and when I took out those dresses to try on, they were all too small, so I ended up having to go to the store and buy a new one.
The two policemen watched as Song Hengjue, his face full of resentment, got into the car. They exchanged a glance, both feeling awkward.
It wasn't that they wanted to come so early; they had finally found a breakthrough, and Miss Yang's testimony was extremely important.
"What kind of attitude is that?" Yang Qingheng scolded Song Hengjue, then turned to the two police officers with a polite smile, "He just had an argument with me and is in a bad mood. Please excuse him."
"It's alright, it's alright." The two policemen waved their hands repeatedly, saying they didn't mind.
Then they saw the man who had been sullen just moments before droop his head after Yang Qingheng's reprimand, burying half of his head in the crook of her neck in grievance.
Police officer: ...Yeah, they were arguing.
On the way there, Yang Qingheng roughly understood their progress.
It was no coincidence that Gao Xiao'e and Yang Cheng appeared at the restaurant; it was intentional. As for how they got in, it was indeed Li Jiaoyan's doing.
The three had a meticulous plan. First, they bribed the roadside vendors, then the waiter at the small restaurant, and finally arranged for a strange man to "share a table" with her. Through a series of coincidences that caught her completely off guard, they successfully drugged her.
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