Chapter 92 She Should Be Responsible for Me
As the door closed, the smile on Song's father's face faded. He turned around, his eyes gleaming with the calmness that only came with his experience. His gaze fixed on Ji Siyun, "The entire group is now within your grasp. You sent me here simply to force Ningning to marry you."
Even though the shrewd businessman had aged, he still showed the ruthlessness of his youth. Father Song sneered, "Ji Siyun, you are a despicable villain. Even you know you are not worthy of her, so you use such a shameful method to force her."
It seemed that the voltage was unstable, and the lights in the room flickered. Ji Siyun's pale face remained calm, and his thin and bright lips moved.
"Mr. Song." Ji Siyun raised his eyelids and looked at Song's father coldly, "You and I both know that if the person here today is not you, it will be me."
The tall young man raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of disdain appearing on his usually stern face. "If it were me who landed here today, you wouldn't give me the chance to escape like I did."
When Ji Siyun pointed out his previous intentions, Song's father's expression froze.
What he thought he was doing secretly had actually been discovered by Ji Siyun a long time ago. Not only that, Ji Siyun was not only unharmed under his targeting for half a year, but also killed him with one blow and turned the tables.
He is indeed old.
Struggling seemed pointless at this moment. Song's father's straight back slumped a little, and he seemed to age instantly. He cast aside all his business skills and acted like an ordinary father. He said to Ji Siyun in a pleading tone, "Xiao Ji, for the sake of us raising you over the years, please let Ningning go."
The air seemed to stagnate. Ji Siyun looked at him coldly. After a long time, he slowly uttered three words.
"impossible."
Song's father took a deep breath, maintaining a kind expression on his face, and tried to play the emotional card with him: "Ningning was a little naughty when she was young, and she made you suffer a little, but she is kind by nature. Don't you know how she treated you in the past few years?"
When Song's father mentioned his childhood experiences, Ji Siyun had a half-smile on his face, and his low and hoarse voice seemed to be icy, making people feel cold down their spines.
"Of course I know..." Her beautiful lips curled up in a strange arc, and her dark eyes lost focus for a moment, "If it weren't for her these years, 'she' would have died long ago."
His words were really contradictory and strange, but Song's father's attention was more focused on his sinister words "She died a long time ago", and he was shocked.
Ji Siyun really wants revenge!
"I can announce my retirement immediately and hand over the group to you." Song's father was a little anxious.
The gloomy young man in front of him was a terrible hunter. He failed to strangle him when he was still a cub, and tried to tame him with a fluke mentality. Now he was retaliated against. He admitted it, but Song Youning couldn't!
"Isn't Ningning's kindness to you over the years enough to compensate you? Those things happened so long ago, let them be in the past." Song's father said earnestly, "As long as you promise to let Ningning go, I can give you everything in the Song family."
After Ji Siyun said that with a hint of meaning, he fell silent again. His deep eyes were like a pool of bottomless stagnant water. He looked at Song's father calmly and repeated again: "Impossible."
Song's father's face turned pale. He was now completely unable to compete with Ji Siyun. Even whether he could get out of the detention center depended on what Ji Siyun wanted to do.
If Ji Siyun insisted on doing something to Song Youning, he would not be able to protect her at all.
When Song's father had already made up his mind to fight him to the death, he heard Ji Siyun say word by word: "I only want her."
He forgot to open his clenched fists. His expression twisted several times before finally freezing in astonishment. He couldn't believe what he heard. "What did you say?"
Ji Siyun still had no expression on his face, but beneath his calm surface, one could glimpse the strong emotions surging in his dark eyes like surging ocean waves.
"I only want her." A low and hoarse voice fell in the room. It was obviously very light, but it sounded like a heavy drum in Song's father's ears.
"The Song family originally belonged to her, and I never wanted to fight for it." Ji Siyun's tone was calm, "We could have gotten along as amicably as before, but you insisted on letting her leave me."
"She is mine, and can only be mine." When mentioning Song Youning, Ji Siyun's lips curled up softly. When he looked at Song's father again, his cold eyes became more humane, but this emotion was eerie and terrifying. "No one can take her away from me!"
Father Song felt uneasy at the cold gaze, his palms were sweating slightly, and the words Ji Siyun had just said kept circling in his mind.
"If it weren't for her these past few years, 'she' would have died long ago."
The words in his head kept repeating. He twisted his neck mechanically and asked, "You do all this... just to be with her?"
Having suppressed his emotions for too long, Ji Siyun couldn't help but say a few more words to the NPC. He turned back into the taciturn young man and wanted to quickly end the conversation with Song's father.
"Whether you agree or not, the result won't change." He turned and prepared to leave. "I came to see you today only out of respect for her parents."
Song's father's voice came from behind: "What is your purpose?"
His tone sounded a little strange. Ji Siyun fiddled with his watch and sneered, "It seems that Mr. Song has a bad memory. I have said it many times-"
"No, your target is not the Song family, nor Ningning."
There were only the two of them in the room. No one noticed that the rough fingertips stroking the watch trembled slightly. The low murmur of Song's father behind him was unclear and inaudible. Ji Siyun waited for a moment before turning around.
Father Song was now standing there, like an NPC in a lagging game screen. His eyes were lifeless, his expression was dazed, his neck twitched unnaturally, and he kept repeating, "It's not... it's not Ningning..."
Ji Siyun looked at this strange scene, his mouth corners tightened, and his nails gradually dug into his palms.
Song's mother stared at the closed door anxiously. Her body, which had suffered a serious illness, could not bear the ups and downs of emotions during this period. She sat on a chair outside the door, and her legs were still weak.
In fact, only more than ten minutes had passed, but she felt it was extremely long. Until the door opened, Ji Siyun came out with a sullen face, but he did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he looked at her with an inexplicable scrutiny, as if he was observing something.
Mother Song stroked her chest, her brows knitted tightly together, her nostrils flaring, and she gritted her teeth and said, "What are you looking at! You ungrateful bastard, why don't you just die..."
Her curse did not anger Ji Siyun, but instead made the strange look in his eyes disappear. He replied calmly: "I almost died, and she saved me."
Song's mother was stunned for a moment, unable to recall when Song Youning had saved her. After hearing him say this, she said with hope: "She saved you, you should repay her--"
"She saved me, so there's no way I'll let her go." Ji Siyun narrowed his eyes slightly, a strange curve appeared at the corners of his mouth, and a chilling cold light flashed in his eyes.
"She should be held responsible for dragging me back into this malicious world to continue suffering."
Mother Song was so frightened by his twisted smile that her heart stopped for a moment. She opened her mouth, but Ji Siyun turned around and strode out without waiting for her to react.
Mother Song wanted to catch up, but she had no strength at all. She could only weakly raise her finger and point at the departing figure in vain, her voice hoarse: "You, you can't repay kindness with enmity..."
Her voice was so soft that it dissipated in the air not far away. Mother Song was extremely panicked. She took several deep breaths before she managed to get up and walk to the open door.
Song's father sat on a chair in the room, his expression equally distraught. Song's mother called him several times before he slowly raised his head as if waking from a dream.
"Ningning, what should Ningning do?"
early morning.
Song Youning opened her eyes and, as expected, woke up in Ji Siyun's arms.
In fact, she woke up in the middle of the night when she heard the slight sound of the door opening. She also knew it when a body with a fresh fragrance after a bath lay beside her and hugged her from behind.
According to the plot at this time, she should have pushed him away, but she was Song Youning, not the "Song Youning" whose parents were threatened and the group was crumbling.
When the warm breath came up from behind her, she did not hide, and even pretended to be sleeping soundly. She turned over naturally and snuggled into his arms.
The night was shrouded in darkness and everything was quiet. She could hear the strong heartbeat in his chest and the voice coming from above her head that sounded like a threat and a plea.
"do not leave Me."
She fell asleep to his repeated cries of "Don't leave me", and when she woke up, she was still held tightly in his arms.
The handsome young man still had a frown on his face in his sleep, and there was a lingering gloom between his handsome eyes and brows. Song Youning looked at him quietly for a while, then slowly raised her hand and touched his forehead.
Why do you frown even when you sleep?
Slender fingers stroked his brow, as if trying to smooth it out. Just as the fingertips touched, the thick eyelashes in front of him trembled slightly and gradually opened.
His expression was a bit dazed, his black eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and his gaze was fixed blankly on Song Youning's hand.
Song Youning, who was caught in the act, wanted to take her hand back in embarrassment, but he grabbed her. Her voice was a little hoarse, but also a little sexy, as she had just woken up.
"What are you going to do, Miss?"
Ji Siyun woke up quickly, and looked over with his deep eyes, flashing with anticipation.
Song Youning bit her lip, quickly shook off his hand, and said with disgust: "Who allowed you to get on my bed? Get out!"
While speaking, she pushed Ji Siyun hard. He was caught off guard and was pushed away. After a moment of surprise, his expression instantly became gloomy.
Song Youning pushed him away, turned over and wanted to get out of bed. Just as she reached the edge of the bed, an arm stretched out from her waist and pulled her back.
"Where do you want to go?"
A sinister voice sounded, and a hot and humid breath sprayed behind his ears. Song Youning felt as dangerous as if he was entangled by a poisonous snake, and goose bumps quickly appeared on the back of his neck.
She stubbornly said, "I can go wherever I want!"
The hot and humid breath came closer, two soft yet cold lips pressed against the back of her neck, and a low and cold voice came out from the thin lips.
"Missy, you're not going anywhere."
His voice was like ice water, and Song Youning shuddered for no reason. Then she felt a pain at the back of her neck. She struggled to break free from Ji Siyun and sat up. She covered her neck with her hands, and said angrily in shock, "Ji Siyun, are you a pervert?"
Why bite her again!
Ji Siyun sat up slowly and approached her.
Song Youning, who had just been bitten by him for no apparent reason, immediately stepped back defensively. Her defensive look obviously irritated Ji Siyun, and his expression became even more sinister. He grabbed Song Youning's ankle and pulled her closer without giving her any chance to refuse.
When he was dragged back, Song Youning clearly saw the familiar gloom and madness in his eyes as his vision suddenly narrowed.
Ji Siyun bent down slightly, staring at her fiercely with his dark pupils, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.
His hands were tightly clasped around her shoulders, and his voice was exceptionally gentle, completely different from the morbid and crazy look in his eyes.
"When this is over, we'll live here together and not let anyone bother us, just like we did in college, okay?"
The contrast between his overly gentle voice and his cold and weird eyes was so great that it made people shudder. Song Youning's eyes widened in horror and his body trembled involuntarily.
She stammered, incredulous, "Are you going to imprison me?"
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