0079 Little Mermaid
Southern Suzhou is a diverse city, with towering skyscrapers in the urban area, ancient water towns like Anning Road, and farmland mainly used for agriculture in Jiefang Street...
On Sunday, it was raining continuously, and rows of one-story brick houses stood forlornly beside the damp, gray farmland roads.
Song Ning stood under the eaves of a building, holding an umbrella. Raindrops from the eaves dripped onto the umbrella, making a clear knocking sound.
Song Ning went to find the courier's family based on the address Lin Wei gave her.
Judging from the situation, it seems like today's trip was a waste of time.
"Young lady, are you looking to rent a place?"
Song Ning turned around, and the person who spoke was an old woman holding an umbrella.
"I don't rent rooms." Song Ning asked, hoping for the best, "Do you know where this family went?"
Upon hearing that Song Ning wasn't renting a place, the old man said with little enthusiasm, "She's moved away."
After saying that, the old man didn't waste any more time with Song Ning and left with his umbrella.
Song Ning wasn't too disappointed. They had changed their phone number and address, so it was normal that they couldn't be found. No one could guarantee that Fu Cong would let them go.
Song Ning walked back to the car parked by the roadside, folded her umbrella, and got in.
She originally wanted to ask the family how they knew Fu Cong, why they used real information to send letters, and why Fu Cong was able to escape from prison on his own, hoping to get some useful information from them.
It seems that these questions will remain unanswered.
Song Ning sent a message to Lin Kui: The person has moved away. Do you know where they moved to?
Lin Kui: I didn't even know they moved away. Did you see the information I just sent you? I sent you the general situation, but there are a few things I still don't understand; I guess only the parties involved know the answers. Don't you have any memory of what happened back then?
Song Ning's expression was solemn. After pausing for more than a minute, he replied: "I need to remember why I'm looking for you."
Lin Kui: Last time I saw you like that, I thought you remembered. Anyway, I've already told you about your parents' situation, so I've done my job helping you. Next time you need my help, I'll have to charge you more.
The clues were all given to them by others, and they still have the nerve to ask for more money.
Song Ning laughed in exasperation and didn't reply to him.
After returning to the villa, Song Ning ate dinner, took a bath, and lay in bed looking at the information Lin Kai had given her.
The cold, rational words slowly slicing through Ling Songning's body.
If she hadn't been tempted by the cake from that dessert shop that day, would none of what followed have happened?
They might not have been in that car accident, nor locked in a dark basement for 13 hours, and her mother might not have bled to death...
After reviewing the documents several times, Song Ning's consciousness was gradually enveloped by the sound of rain outside. The rainwater mixed with the scent of earth and carried a faint, familiar aroma of tea.
Song Ning muttered in his sleep: "Shen Yuxiu."
"Yes, I'm here."
Song Ning smiled sweetly and grasped the long, clean hands that had played the piano in her dream.
When Song Ning woke up, she checked the time and it was already past midnight.
She slept for more than four hours, and she won't be able to sleep again tonight.
Song Ning opened Shen Yuxiu's chat box: Are you back?
Shen Yuxiu: I'm back.
While replying, Song Ning lifted the covers and got out of bed: Where are you?
Two seconds later, Shen Yuxiu sent a picture: Your treasure trove.
Song Ning ran downstairs, through the courtyard corridor, and headed towards the garage entrance.
The garage door was open, and Shen Yuxiu stood in front of the display case on the right, holding a small celestial model in his hand.
Seeing that Song Ning was only wearing a nightgown and slippers, Shen Yuxiu frowned slightly, put down the model, and walked towards her.
Song Ning quickly stepped forward, her bright eyes sparkling: "When did you arrive?"
“When you’re asleep,” Shen Yuxiu took off his short casual jacket and draped it over her shoulders, “would you be unhappy that I came back without saying a word?”
"No." Song Ning smiled. "Actually, I regretted it as soon as I got on the plane. I regretted not coming back with you."
"That's good." Shen Yuxiu stroked the corner of Song Ning's eye. "Why are all these things placed here? There must be plenty of spare rooms in the house, right?"
“It’s great that it’s placed here so I can see it every time I pick up my car. Sometimes when I’m in a good mood, I can even put on an exhibition so other people can see it too.”
Song Ning walked to the display case on the right, took out a figurine, and turned to ask Shen Yuxiu, "These are all small ones. There are some larger ones in the other two garages. Have you seen them?"
"I was fortunate enough to witness it. When they told me you had a treasure vault, I was curious about what was hidden inside." A smile appeared in Shen Yuxiu's eyes. "Little merman."
(Dialect: xiaoniangyu (én), meaning: young girl.)
“I’m not just keeping them as collectibles,” Song Ning argued. “For example, this one I have is one of the earliest collectible models from the recently popular SCR brand. Its price has probably increased more than 20 times by now. Moreover, I invested in their angel round of financing, and the return on investment was 42 times. And this one…”
Song Ning then took out a ruby ring: "It's a niche design brand, but the founder, MJG, is a design genius. Every piece he designs is like a work of art, so I placed my bet early on and won. I now have 13 of his designs, each worth millions. Moreover, I am his mentor and muse."
Upon hearing the word "Muse," a subtle glint flashed in Shen Yuxiu's eyes.
At 20, an age when one is eager to prove oneself, Song Ning was oblivious to this, and said with self-satisfaction, "Many things here are useful. If I had to say what's not useful, it would be these celestial models. Either the company is mature and there's not much room for growth, or..."
Suddenly feeling a force on her waist, Song Ning hadn't finished speaking when she was thrown into a broad embrace.
The aroma of tea, combined with his body heat, created his unique charm, unexpectedly entering her heartbeat.
Song Ning looked up and saw Shen Yuxiu's smiling eyes.
He parted his thin lips slightly, his tone trailing off with a threat: "Muse? This place is truly your treasure trove. Is there anything I don't know?"
Song Ning felt the heat around her waist tightening little by little, and her body temperature rose accordingly.
She was both amused and annoyed: "It's your own fault for not coming back. If you don't come back, what am I supposed to say? Don't think I don't know. In the past two years, Mom has asked you to come back several times, but you always made excuses. Before, no matter how busy you were, you would always come back. You were just deliberately avoiding me."
Shen Yuxiu lowered his head, his gaze meeting hers, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable: "Isn't it too late to settle scores now? It would have been better to do it before we officially became a couple."
Song Ning had become all too familiar with his gaze these past two days. He would give her that look every time he wanted something, a look that was both angry and seductive.
"Why?" Song Ning wanted to bite her tongue.
Isn't she just asking a question she already knows the answer to?
A soft, warm touch landed, gently caressing Song Ning's delicate lips.
Shen Yuxiu's voice was low and husky: "Because this way my way of apologizing will be more child-friendly."
Every time he spoke, his lips would lightly bite hers, sending a warm, itchy sensation through her lips.
Song Ning parted her lips, and her tongue slipped out through the narrow gap, touching his upper lip. In just one moment, her tongue was enveloped in his warm, moist mouth.
He captured her tongue with his lips, his tongue tip licking and swirling on hers, the warm, soft touches intertwining and swirling, the tingling sensation on her tongue leaving Song Ning's mind blank.
Song Ning let out a soft moan, and her back slammed into the display case next to her with a bang, causing several small items on the case to shake.
Shen Yuxiu cupped the back of her head in his hands and forcefully deepened the passionate kiss.
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