Chapter 117 Ignoring me? Did you get his permission?
Song Yanzhi glanced at the woman's retreating figure, took his phone, and walked to the outer hall, somewhat impatiently saying, "Stop keeping me in suspense, tell me."
"It belongs to Shen Shaohui." He dared not keep them in suspense any longer.
Was that Shen Shaohui's car? Were those thugs sent by that old man? Song Yanzhi's eyes were deep. Did Nan Xia already know, which was why she didn't want him to fight for Ruifeng in court?
So, are she and Zhou Yuanming accomplices?
Seeing how angry she was and how big her reaction was, and that she didn't seem guilty after I exposed her... Did I wrong her?
She just wants to pin the lawsuit on Zhou Yuanming, right? That old fox has no chance of winning the case.
Song Yanzhi silently guessed what was going on, walked to her side in the inner room, and asked directly in a deep voice:
"You already knew those thugs were ordered by Shen Shaohui? That's why you didn't want me to win the case for him?"
Nan Xia ignored him, still crossing her arms and looking outside without saying a word. He was just a stranger next to her; why should she bother with him?
Seeing her still acting so coldly, as if she had broken a cardinal rule, Song Yanzhi frowned. "It's your fault for not explaining anything clearly. Whose fault is it?"
She remained silent. Song Yanzhi, unable to bear her coldness, suddenly pinned her against the French windows. Before he could speak, she abruptly raised her hand and slapped him.
"Smack...!!"
Song Yanzhi was shocked. This was the first time she had contradicted herself. In the past, when she was angry, she would just pound her chest. Seeing how angry she was, and how she looked like she could never be coaxed, she was even more certain that she had wronged her.
Nanxia pushed away his hands that were pressing on her shoulders with disgust, but couldn't push them away, so she gave up, turned her indifferent face away, and didn't look at him.
I'm too lazy to resist anymore.
If he's so capable, then he should hold on all night.
Seeing that she remained silent, Song Yanzhi frowned... He, who never liked to apologize to others, said to her in a deep voice, "Just consider it that I wronged you, don't be angry."
Nanxia didn't want to forgive him. It was better to end things like this so that he wouldn't hinder her from taking revenge. Besides, he had already slept with other women. Did he still want to sleep with her for free?
Suddenly, he turned her face towards him, forcing her to look directly at him. Seeing the coldness in her eyes, Song Yanzhi felt a sudden panic in his heart...
Are you not going to say anything?
Are you ignoring me?
He deliberately kissed her forcefully!
He seized the woman's lips and tongue, conquering her with domineering force. His kiss was like a tropical storm, forcefully drawing the angry woman into this chaotic passion.
"Ugh..." Nan Xia was furious and pushed and hit him with both hands, but it was no use. She was taken advantage of by this hateful man again.
I'm really angry. I don't want to be taken advantage of by him anymore, and I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore.
The thought that he had just been intimate with another woman, and that his mouth must have bitten someone else, made her feel even more disgusted and repulsed.
Song Yanzhi grabbed her flailing hands, pinning one above her head with one hand and pinching her writhing face with the other, deepening the kiss—
A hand unzipped her dress, and the flowing gown fell smoothly to the ground.
Nan Xia's eyes widened, and she tried to struggle with her hands, wanting to kick him away, but he held her down tightly, and she couldn't move an inch.
Song Yanzhi's face darkened. Did she want to ignore him?
Did you get his permission?!
Do you want to be strangers to him?
Did you get his permission?!
She suddenly bit his lip hard. Song Yanzhi frowned, moved her lips away, and seeing that she was still angry, he cupped her face in his hands and suddenly coaxed her in a low voice.
"Okay, don't be angry anymore..."
Nan Xia looked up at him and finally said coldly, "Let go."
"Then don't be angry anymore?" he asked.
She turned her face away without saying a word; there was no way she could forgive him.
“How about we make a deal? As long as you’re not angry, I can hand over Ruifeng’s case to Zhou Yuanming, and I won’t be going back to the city tomorrow,” Song Yanzhi said to her again in a deep voice.
He didn't care about Ruifeng's lawsuit; he didn't need the agency fee anyway.
Upon hearing his words, Nan Xia's eyes flickered slightly. She didn't want to forgive him, yet she also wanted him to drop the lawsuit.
"Have you thought it through?" he asked, looking at her.
Even if I'm not angry, I can still keep my distance from him and treat him like a stranger, right?
"Mmm," she responded softly.
"Anyone who goes back on their word is a dog." Song Yanzhi said, releasing her hands, thinking he had finally appeased her.
Nan Xia glanced at him coldly, said nothing, immediately picked up the dress from the ground and put it on. Just as she was about to zip it up, Song Yanzhi reached out to help her.
"I don't need your help." She said indifferently, pulled up her clothes herself, walked a few steps away, and asked, "Are you going out? Or should I?"
“There are no guest rooms available, so we'll make do tonight. You sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the sofa,” he said.
Nan Xia turned his head and glanced at the messy bed, wondering whether he and that woman had done it on the bed or on the sofa outside.
She took a spare blanket from the wardrobe and lay down on the single chaise lounge by the French windows—it wasn't long enough, but it was still quite comfortable.
"Why are you sitting there instead of sleeping in the bed?" Song Yanzhi asked, looking at her.
"I like it." After she finished speaking, she turned around, her back to him, looking at the dark sea outside. Her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't sleep.
She doesn't seem angry? Song Yanzhi frowned as he looked at her, unaware that she had misunderstood that he had slept with that Su Yue, so he could only try to coax her slowly.
At least, she was willing to talk to him.
The next morning.
"Knock knock—"
Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door, waking Song Yanzhi, who was sleeping in bed. Seeing that the woman on the chaise lounge was still fast asleep, he got out of bed and opened the guest room door.
Looking at my mom standing outside the door, I asked, "Why are you knocking so early?"
Madam Song came to see if Nan Xia's face was any better. After all, she was injured because of her. She thought it was Nan Xia who opened the door, but she didn't expect it to be her own son!
He was only wearing a thin bathrobe, and looked sleepy. She looked at him in surprise and asked,
"What are you doing in her guest room so early in the morning? The same guest room you stayed in last night? You two...slept together?"
"No, weren't you on a blind date with Su Yue last night?"
Song Yanzhi glanced back, then went out and closed the door before saying, "I've already slept with her. That girl isn't my type."
"You two are still sleeping together after breaking up? What kind of relationship is that?" Mrs. Song frowned at her son. Didn't they just have a fight last night?
They made up so quickly?
“She herself didn’t want a formal title,” he said in a deep voice.
"She doesn't want a formal title, which means she doesn't want to reconcile with you. Even if you sleep together, it won't make a difference. You'd better hurry up and go on a blind date," Madam Song said with great insight.
"I won't go on blind dates, so don't interfere in my affairs," Song Yanzhi said firmly.
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