Afraid that the other party would see his disheveled state, he immediately turned his head away.
Lu Zhiwei walked up to him and offered him her gloved hand: "You're not a race car driver, so why did you ride up here?"
Gazing at the hand that was being extended to him, a fleeting hint of excitement flashed in Shen Jinmo's dark eyes.
The feeling of wanting to hold hands is wonderful, completely different from before.
Suddenly, a wicked thought arose in Shen Jinmo's mind, and he grabbed her hand and pulled hard.
Lu Zhiwei failed to pull him up; instead, he dragged her towards the ground.
Two bodies fell straight into the snow. Shen Jinmo fell beneath her, cushioning her fall with his body, while Lu Zhiwei's face sank into his chest.
Before she could even make a move, he forcefully pulled her into his arms.
Long, slender fingers ran through her short, jet-black hair.
His handsome face was magnified infinitely in her pupils.
She could feel his body heat rapidly dissipating.
Lu Zhiwei propped herself up, trying to get off him.
Shen Jinmo pressed her back down hard, the wind howling.
She could still hear his rhythmic heartbeat.
His thin, cold lips suddenly approached her ear: "Lu Zhiwei, last time, it wasn't intentional that I didn't save you."
The man's low, husky voice echoed in the cold wind.
She knew which time he was referring to.
"So you came here to save me this time?" Lu Zhiwei stared into his dark eyes, her gaze full of surprise.
"..." Shen Jinmo opened his lips, not wanting to say it outright, and even less wanting to take credit.
"And then you saved yourself and ended up like this?"
"..." Shen Jinmo was really angry at this woman's mouth.
Releasing Lu Zhiwei, he struggled to his feet and walked forward with a cold and arrogant air, crunching through the snow. Perhaps because he had twisted his ankle, his gait was somewhat strange.
Logically speaking, the tracks of top international races have been inspected countless times by specialists, and the safety level must be sufficiently guaranteed. However, such a major safety accident occurred this time. Could it be that someone deliberately caused this?
"Where's your car?" Shen Jinmo suddenly stopped and turned around to ask her, remembering something.
On the snow-capped mountain, the cold was biting, and the wind made people's noses turn red.
Lu Zhiwei stood in the wind and snow, her figure a beautiful sight against the backdrop of the white snow.
“My car was buried in there too. During the final stretch of the race, I was making my final sprint when a small explosion occurred at the top of the mountain, which avalanche the snow. I just hiked up to check it out, and I can basically confirm that it was deliberately orchestrated. Residues of saltpeter and sulfur were found at the explosion site. It wasn't a powerful bomb. The person who wanted to harm me probably just wanted me to die, not to make a big scene.”
Listening to her calm and composed analysis, Shen Jinmo's expression darkened, and his thin lips tightened even more.
He could see through this woman less and less.
She had just experienced a life-or-death situation; if she had been a little less lucky, she might already be reporting to the King of Hell.
Yet she could speak of it so calmly and without the slightest fear or trepidation.
"Why did you have to come to a race? Is it because you're upset about your grandmother's death that you're coming to a place like this to die?" Shen Jinmo's cold gaze was mixed with a hint of terrifying aggression.
He approached her step by step, the blood at the corner of his mouth looking incredibly alluring.
Lu Zhiwei inexplicably felt a chilly wind rushing towards her, with an extremely high risk factor, comparable to the avalanche just now.
The road ahead is blocked by snow, and people cannot pass for the time being.
She had nowhere to retreat.
"No, I..." Lu Zhiwei was helpless. Why did everyone think she was having suicidal thoughts? She just wanted to keep her title as the number one racing god.
"Do you know that you are not likable? Those people are trying to find ways to target and harm you. You need to look for the reasons within yourself."
"Shen Jinmo, are you sick in the head?" Her opinion of him had slightly changed after he rushed up the mountain.
But the moment he opens his mouth, his favorability towards her quickly drops to zero and becomes negative.
“There are many ways to eliminate negative emotions, and you chose the dumbest one.” Shen Jinmo felt a series of sharp pains in his legs. He found an open space to sit down, conserve his strength, and wait for rescue.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, softening his sharp features.
“I know you’re very sad,” he added.
A cold wind brushed against her face, and her messy hair clung to Lu Zhiwei's cheeks as she stared at the man in front of her, puzzled.
He suddenly became concerned about her feelings.
This is not a good sign.
"Then what?"
"I can grant you one wish. To make you happier." Shen Jinmo's thin, cold lips curled slightly, exuding an air of confident self-assurance.
"Oh? Tell me about it." Lu Zhiwei stood calmly opposite him, looking down at him from a higher angle.
“You’ve always wanted to have my child, and now I can give you that opportunity. Go for IVF, have twins, one for you and one for me,” Shen Jinmo said with a smile.
He made this decision quietly when Qi Mingli suggested how to coax her at the banquet.
The air was deathly silent.
Lu Zhiwei's cold eyes shifted from shock to sarcasm and anger.
An overwhelming chill swept through my body from the wind and snow, chilling me from head to toe.
Shen Jinmo narrowed his long, narrow eyes, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes: "Now, you should be happy, right?"
Lu Zhiwei suddenly bent down, grabbed a clump of snow from the ground, and threw it forcefully at Shen Jinmo's face.
Snowflakes fell on my face, the tiny crystals scraping against my skin, causing a sharp, piercing pain.
"Lu Zhiwei, what's wrong with you now?" Shen Jinmo's face was extremely dark. He stood up, his voice filled with boundless anger.
"Do you think I don't know what you're up to? Your grandmother and mother would never accept Xia Wanying into the family, and she's mentally challenged and not suitable to have children. If I give birth to an heir for the Shen family, the Shen family will naturally stop making things difficult for Xia Wanying. In this way, you will not only solve her worries about marrying into the Shen family, but you will also make the old lady happy and stop bothering you about having children."
Lu Zhiwei stared at him coldly, her eyes sharp.
Shen Jinmo's gaze froze.
I knew she was smart, but I didn't know she was this smart.
He originally thought she should be grateful and thank him for making things happen.
After all, she had always wanted one of his children.
"Having a child isn't something you kept crying and begging to do. Whatever my purpose was, your wish has been fulfilled, shouldn't you be happy?" Shen Jinmo asked, puzzled.
What exactly is she being so awkward about?
Indeed, he had his own selfish motives. Xia Wanying's illness was incurable in the short term, making it imperative for him to marry her. Furthermore, the old lady doted on Lu Zhiwei, so she would surely accept Lu Zhiwei's child.
He was merely trying to please Lu Zhiwei while taking advantage of his own situation; he didn't think he had gone too far in any way.
"I'm so glad you're my ancestor." Lu Zhiwei's emotions completely collapsed, her pale face turning pale and then red with anger.
If murder weren't illegal, she would definitely kill Shen Jinmo here, make him kneel in this freezing cold and pray to the gods, hoping that he could be reborn and become a normal person.
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