Chapter 187 Wash Your Face
Yang Shuyi was half lying on the bed, almost dying of embarrassment.
She supported her chin and looked up at Song Huaijin.
This posture was designed by her. In the romantic movie they just watched, the women seduced men in this way.
She has a quick learning ability and puts it into practice right away.
In her opinion, since she had done this much, any man should have gone to bed and hugged her.
But Song Huaijin just stood by the bed, his eyes dim and unclear, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Yang Shuyi recalled Song Huaijin calling out, "Sister Xi!"
Something? I don't know which thing it is?
It seems that the woman is very similar to Lin Xi, even their names are very similar.
No, that's not right. She shouldn't be thinking about this at this time.
It has come to this point, she must take down this man today.
This concerns her future life.
If the mountain does not come to me, I will go to the mountain.
Yang Shuyi gritted her teeth and got up from the bed. Her slender thighs slid down the silk sheets. She looked at Song Huaijin who was so close to her, stretched out her trembling hands, and wrapped them around his neck.
Just when her arm was about to touch his neck, a huge force landed on Yang Shuyi's right cheek, sending her flying.
Fortunately, there was a bed behind her, and before Yang Shuyi could react to what was happening, she fell backwards onto the bed.
Song Huaijin stood by the bed, staring at her with an expressionless face. "Put on your clothes and go wash your face."
"You don't deserve to have this face." Song Huaijin said the last sentence word by word, even with a hint of gnashing of teeth.
Yang Shuyi couldn't believe what she heard. The right side of her face was burning with pain. She covered her face and looked at the man in front of her.
He clearly had a physical reaction, she even saw...
Otherwise she wouldn't have come forward so boldly.
But he said she didn't deserve to have this face!
Then who is worthy? Lin Xi?
The unprecedented sense of humiliation almost overwhelmed Yang Shuyi.
She picked up the clothes on the carpet and rushed to the bathroom.
The woman in the mirror had a red face, partly because of the slap and partly because of the stimulation.
The skin on her chest and shoulders looked white and smooth under the soft-light mirror in the bathroom. Yang Shuyi felt that she was no worse than the woman in the movie.
Can······
She closed her eyes and put on her clothes tremblingly.
Then turn on the tap and start washing your face.
The makeup was very heavy. Yang Shuyi rubbed her face hard, and her face, which had lost its color, slowly turned red again.
Song Huaijin turned off the lights in the bedroom.
He stood in the darkness and summoned a vine.
He pinched the top of the vine, squeezed out some juice, and tilted his head back to let the juice flow into his mouth.
The cool liquid slid down the throat, and the fire in the body slowly faded away when it encountered this coolness.
Song Huaijin stood in the dark for a while before walking out to the living room.
Yang Shuyi has finished washing her face.
It has largely returned to its original state.
The eyeliner the makeup artist drew on her was a bit heavy, and it was difficult to wash off without makeup remover, and there was some darkness under her eyes.
But she didn't care.
After staying in the bathroom for a long time, Yang Shuyi finally mustered up the courage to go out.
Although she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it immediately so as not to face Song Huaijin again, she couldn't stay in the bathroom forever and had to get out.
There was no light in the bedroom, but some light from the living room shone through, so I could see clearly.
When Yang Shuyi came out of the bedroom, she saw Song Huaijin still wearing his bathrobe, sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, looking at her.
These eyes used to be gentle, even kind, when they looked at her.
But at this moment, there was no emotion in those unfathomable eyes.
Song Huaijin stared at Yang Shuyi and slowly uttered a few words, "It turned out to be you!"
A deeper humiliation swept over Yang Shuyi. She thought that if she had done it with Mr. Song with that face, he would not know who she was until she washed her face.
Yang Shuyi trembled slightly and lowered her head.
She wanted to leave here quickly instead of standing here and accepting Song Huaijin's judgment, but she didn't dare to leave at all.
She soon heard Song Huaijin asking, "Who let you in?"
Yang Shuyi didn't say anything.
Song Huaijin asked again, "Who let you in?"
The voice was no louder than last time, but the tone was noticeably heavier.
Yang Shuyi shuddered again and lowered her head, "Yes, it's Butler Chen."
Song Huaijin snorted softly. He guessed that he was also Butler Chen, but he just wanted to confirm it from Yang Shuyi.
Yang Shuyi stood huddled in the living room, not daring to move.
Song Huaijin picked up the landline next to the sofa and made an internal call.
Butler Chen was in his room on the first floor. He had installed the camera in Song Huaijin's bedroom himself and connected it to his mobile phone.
Of course, he would not rely too much on Yang Shuyi. Only by getting this kind of small movie would he have the confidence to negotiate with anyone in the future.
He was just staring at his phone, watching the scene in Song Huaijin's bedroom.
Seeing Yang Shuyi take the initiative to lie down on Mr. Song's bed, Butler Chen felt that this person had made the right choice. She was indeed a person who was willing to take risks.
Unfortunately, he soon saw Song Huaijin slap Yang Shuyi far away.
He couldn't hear what they were saying, but he saw Yang Shuyi carrying clothes into the bathroom.
Then the lights in the bedroom went out.
I can't see anything.
There was also a camera in the living room, but it was part of the house's security system, so if he wanted to see it, he had to go to the monitoring room.
He knew full well that the plan had failed.
Otherwise, what he would be watching now would be a live pornographic show.
what to do?
As long as Mr. Song still has a brain, he will know that it must be him who did it.
Otherwise, who would dare to let Yang Shuyi in so late at night? And there was medicine in the wine glass. I don’t know if Mr. Song noticed it.
Just when I was feeling anxious, the phone beside the bed rang.
Butler Chen was startled, and gritted his teeth to pick up the phone. Song Huaijin's voice came from the receiver, "Come to the second floor now."
Butler Chen hesitated between running away and going upstairs, but finally chose to go upstairs.
Even if the matter is exposed, it’s no big deal. It’s not illegal. At worst, he can just quit and find another job.
Thinking of this, Butler Chen felt relieved.
When I went upstairs and walked into the living room, I saw Yang Shuyi standing in front of Song Huaijin with her head lowered like a quail.
Song Huaijin shook a glass of red wine a few times and said slowly: "She said that you instructed her to approach me."
Butler Chen's mouth twitched a few times, and he suddenly sighed, "Yes, but I'm doing this for your own good."
Song Huaijin smiled, "Oh, tell me, how can you do this for my own good?"
Butler Chen was heartbroken, "You've had such a hard time living alone!"
"I've been with you for three years now, and you've always been alone. It's heartbreaking to see you like that."
"You should also have a wife and children and enjoy the happiness of family life."
"I think Shuyi is a simple girl, and she looks a bit like the person in your mind. I think you might like her."
"Mr. Song, I acted on my own initiative. I'm so sorry."
(End of this chapter)
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