Chapter 239 Will you take responsibility for me?
Xing Zhen wasn't a lifelong virgin; he had dated several girlfriends during his time in the underworld. He was definitely not the type to be described as pure and chaste, remaining celibate.
but!
That doesn't mean he can calmly accept a little girl rushing at him and kissing him!
"Mmm..." Yin Meng's cheeks flushed, and a soft whimper like that of a kitten escaped her throat.
She hugged Xing Zhen, licking and sucking him until his lips turned red. Still not satisfied, she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and couldn't help but nibble at him.
The little girl trembled, her eyes filled with tears, seemingly weeping yet not weeping, seemingly drunk yet not drunk.
That way, less licentious and more pure in desire, is even more alluring.
Xing Zhen, who was still in a daze, was thrown into disarray by the kiss. A tingling sensation ran down her spine, and her gaze gradually deepened.
He hadn't had this subtle feeling for many, many years.
The last time was when he touched a woman for the first time.
However, Xing Zhen was ultimately driven by reason. He breathlessly pulled away from her luscious red lips, grabbed Yin Meng's slender shoulders with his large hands, and practically ripped her off.
"Miss, aren't you being too temperamental?" Xing Zhen deliberately put on a stern face, trying to get angry, but she couldn't bring herself to be.
"Waaah...hug me..." Yin Meng opened her little mouth, breathing rapidly, about to cry.
"What kind of behavior is it for a young girl to drink to this extent..."
Suddenly, Xing Zhen paused. Only then did he realize that the girl didn't smell of alcohol at all!
Yin Meng shamelessly pressed herself against his strong waist again, tears welling up uncontrollably, a glistening drop at the corner of her lips, and she even began to drool over him:
"Brother...it hurts so much...help me..."
"You...could it be...?!" Xing Zhen's heart sank immediately.
He was an experienced man; he'd seen all sorts of underhanded tricks in the underworld, and this girl had clearly fallen for it.
However, President Fu was still waiting for his report.
In his heart, President Fu and the young master always come first, and no one can influence his judgment or affect his ability to complete his mission.
However, at this moment, he hesitated.
After hesitating for a while, Xing Zhen gritted his teeth, picked up Yin Meng horizontally, and strode away.
"Mmm... Brother... You smell so good..." Yin Meng curled up against the man's firm chest, rubbing her little head against it.
"Smells good?" Xing Zhen frowned and chuckled.
He accompanied President Fu on a long and tiring journey, rushing back to Beijing from Hong Kong, and then busy deleting surveillance footage. He was exhausted and covered in sweat, yet she still thought he smelled good.
However, the corners of his lips inexplicably turned up.
Meanwhile, Secretary Xin, under immense pressure, hurriedly dispatched people to track down Jiang Shiyuan's whereabouts. The hotel's surveillance footage was naturally not to be overlooked, but Xing Zhen had already taken the initiative, making Fu Chenzhou disappear from the footage without anyone noticing.
"Secretary Xin, I'm sorry... we haven't found it yet..."
"waste!"
Secretary Xin roared into the phone, venting all the pent-up frustration she'd suffered at Fu Chong's hands on her subordinates, "Let me tell you, if you can't find that woman, just wait for President Fu to beat the shit out of you!"
After saying that, he hung up abruptly.
It is said that serving a ruler is like serving a tiger.
Fu Chong is a bloodthirsty monster who devours people without spitting out the bones!
Just as Secretary Xin was at her wit's end, he suddenly stopped, darted around, and hid at the corner of the corridor.
He was shocked to see Xing Zhen carrying a woman as they flashed past at the end of the corridor.
"Xing Zhen, who's always with Fu Chenzhou? What's he doing here?!"
Secretary Xin found it strange. Although he did not know Fu Sanshao's private schedule, he knew clearly that he had not attended the Aofeng Technology Conference today, nor was he on the invitation list for the banquet.
The person who had disappeared for a whole day suddenly reappeared at this hotel, right when Ms. Jiang had gone missing.
This is so unusual!
Also, that kid and his master are known to be inseparable and averse to women, so why would he suddenly be holding a woman in his arms?
Wait, why does this woman look so familiar? She seems to be…
The secretary next to Miss Jiang!
Secretary Xin's eyes darted around, as if she had discovered some great secret to redeem herself. Excitedly, she pulled out her phone and called Fu Chong:
"President Fu, there is something important I need to report to you!"
*
The next day, the sun was high in the sky.
Jiang Shiyuan groggily lifted her heavy eyelids. She shifted slightly in the warm blankets, but felt as if her whole body was shattered and being rebuilt, as if it were about to fall apart.
My lower back is sore and achy, and it hurts even more down there...
Jiang Shiyuan instantly realized what was happening, gritted her teeth, and crawled out from under the covers.
She was about to sit up when she saw her body lying naked, her fair and delicate skin covered with bright red marks, one by one.
Especially the groin and chest areas... they're the worst affected areas!
Jiang Shiyuan trembled, her blood pounding against the walls of her blood vessels, her heart pounding wildly as if it would burst out of her throat.
She wasn't a blank slate; five years of marriage and having given birth to a child made her acutely aware of what those marks on her body represented.
It was even more crazy and exaggerated than her wedding night with Xie Jinghuai.
Could it be... that she was assaulted?!
Jiang Shiyuan was so ashamed and indignant that she almost tore the sheets apart with her fingers, and her head was throbbing with pain.
Finally, she couldn't hold back and screamed "Ah!"
"You've been awake for a while now, and you're only calling me now. Aunt Jiang, your reaction time is unusually long."
Jiang Shiyuan suddenly looked up and saw Fu Chenzhou standing lazily at the bathroom door, wearing a pure white bathrobe. She was shocked and her heart pounded like a drum, as if it would pierce her chest!
“Last night…it was you…and me…” Her throat was dry and hoarse, as if she had been shouting all night.
Indeed, that is the case.
The man was afraid her throat would break, so he let her go in the early hours of the morning.
"Yes." Fu Chenzhou looked at her with deep eyes and readily admitted it.
Jiang Shiyuan twisted the bedsheet between her fingers, her face flushed with embarrassment, her emotions a complex mix:
"Not... Fu Chong?"
Fu Chenzhou narrowed his peach blossom eyes, the smile not reaching his eyes, "You hope it's him? If I had known, I wouldn't have helped you."
"Help me? Help me... Shouldn't you be taking me to the hospital?" Jiang Shiyuan pressed her fingertips against her aching temples, her voice trembling, her tone tinged with resentment and anger.
"But you have to give me that opportunity first."
Fu Chenzhou deliberately loosened his bathrobe, stretching his broad shoulders. The bathrobe slipped off his shoulders, unexpectedly exposing his muscular and masculine upper body to Jiang Shiyuan.
He didn't treat her like an outsider at all.
"Ah! Are you a pervert? Put it on, put it on now!" Jiang Shiyuan covered her face, not wanting to look at anything indecent.
"Pervert? I'm just showing you evidence."
Fu Chenzhou slowly pointed to the red marks and bite marks on his chest muscles, with an inexplicable hint of pride, "Here, and here, these are all things you left for me."
There's also something on my back...
"Enough!" Jiang Shiyuan was flustered, her cheeks turning as red as ripe peaches.
Fu Chenzhou's deep, beautiful eyes were fixed on her. He walked step by step to the bedside, his tall, masculine frame bending down, his hands bracing against the headboard, pulling her into his arms.
"What, are you scared? You were really fierce when you were kissing me last night."
The lip print on the man's chest caught Jiang Shiyuan's reddened eyes, and she felt utterly humiliated, hurriedly turning her face away.
Last night, fragmented memories surfaced in her mind.
Intense passion, kisses... She was like a celestial being who had been abstinent for a thousand years, breaking free of her inhibitions. Once touched, she transformed into a raging flood, unable to resist.
Jiang Shiyuan bit her soft lips tightly, "I...I didn't know anything at the time."
"Now you know."
Fu Chenzhou's lips were moist and bright red, and his full, fair chest was right in front of her, seemingly inviting her attention. "Miss Jiang, you're an adult now. You should understand that running away won't solve anything."
Jiang Shiyuan closed his eyes, like a holy monk seduced by the Queen of the Women's Kingdom, his hair standing on end.
"I...I'm not trying to run away, I'm trying to find a way..."
"What method?"
Fu Chenzhou chuckled softly, his breath heavy, "Are you going to take responsibility for me?"
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