Sun Jiming wasn't in a hurry. He seemed to have a rare interest in playing with Song Xin for a while before he saw her come out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe.
She still has that same delicate and indulgent demeanor.
Her bathrobe was tied at her waist, her eyebrows were curved, and she had a foxy look. There was really nothing to say about her, and the hair at her temples was still dripping wet.
Even the water droplets on her forehead resembled the fragrant sweat one sees only when entangled in passionate love.
Ah, so this is what kind of woman she is.
Sun Jiming's gaze was appraising, and the surging emotions in his dark eyes frightened Song Qiao.
It was as if they wanted to devour him alive.
"Xin'er, go play outside. Dad and I have something to talk about."
She pointed Song Xin out.
She guessed that Sun Jiming would be unhappy about this, but she didn't expect that this ordeal would almost cost her her life.
The man seemed to be acting ruthlessly today, his movements were rough and sometimes he pinched her so hard it hurt, then he deliberately bumped into her, and her pleas for mercy were scattered everywhere, but they just couldn't be heard together.
The man gripped her throat tightly, making it hard for her to breathe.
When she felt she was about to die, Sun Jiming would suddenly let go of her.
They usually play tricks, but it's rare for them to go all out like this today.
Song Qiao just felt that he was in a bad mood, so he acted a little rough.
There was no resistance or rebuttal.
With faint red marks left on her body from being pinched, she could only whimper softly, not daring to resist the somewhat agitated man.
Afterwards, she lay limply in his arms.
Her finger hovered over his chest, drawing circles.
"Are you feeling better? I know you're definitely unhappy. Will you feel any happier here with me?"
Sun Jiming leaned against the headboard smoking. When he heard her words, the corners of his mouth slightly curved upwards.
He looked down at the woman lying on top of him, his eyes dark and unreadable.
His hand gently stroked the woman's hair, which was lightly damp with sweat, as if he were stroking the fur of an obedient kitten.
I just didn't expect it to be a cat that only bites.
Song Qiao sensed that his mood seemed to have improved. Her eyes darted around, and she spoke softly, "By the way, I want to go see my mother. I've been back in Jiangcheng for so long, and I haven't been to see her yet. If I go back to Beishi with you this time, I'm afraid I'll rarely have the chance to come back again. I want to go see her."
Sun Jiming remained silent, while Song Qiao sat up and pleaded sweetly, "Please~"
"Okay, go ahead."
It is indeed possible to see her one last time.
Sun Jiming didn't stop what he was doing when Song Qiao immediately pounced on him and kissed him again, saying, "I knew you were the best."
But the heartbeat inside her chest was already so fast that it couldn't be hidden.
Afraid that he would notice, she immediately lay back down in her original position and gently massaged his muscles to relax them.
It was always like this, but no matter how Sun Jiming looked at her today, he felt that this woman was trying too hard to please him and was hiding something.
Since that's the case, let's stay a few more days and see what tricks she's up to.
Song Qiao breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the person off.
I thought he wouldn't agree, but thankfully I didn't arouse his suspicion.
Now we have the chance to pay the final installment.
When the day arrived, I didn't climb over the wall this time. I went out through the main gate, and perhaps it was just my imagination, but the air felt much fresher.
She was still incredibly nervous, and it wasn't until she had left the house behind that her anxiety subsided slightly.
What she didn't know was that someone had been following her all along.
Perhaps guessing Sun Jiming's suspicious nature, she deliberately made the driver take three or five detours before finally getting him to drop her off near the location Ang had suggested.
She looked around carefully, then cautiously entered the abandoned factory and placed the items in the designated location.
The eerie, empty, dilapidated house sent a chill down Song Qiao's spine. The ceiling was open, and it often rained in Jiangcheng in early summer.
Occasionally, a couple of drops of water would drip from the dilapidated roof.
She dropped the money in the designated spot and quickly ran out.
He was muttering to himself: "This godforsaken place, I don't even know how I found it."
A pair of eyes peered out from the rooftop. Ang watched where she put the money. Not far away, a man in plain clothes but moving nimbly stood by a tree.
That woman is incredibly stupid.
The man didn't follow Song Qiao after she put the money away and left.
Ang didn't intend to waste time with him. He didn't believe that Sun Jiming had hired someone just to follow Song Qiao.
She was going to continue following Song Qiao.
They deftly bypassed the man's line of sight and jumped down from the other side of the building.
Song Qiao took a car back to the city. In order not to arouse Sun Jiming's suspicion, she decided to go and see An Suqin.
The man hiding behind the tree was still waiting for his prey, unaware that the rabbit had already run far away.
Since Song Xingyao no longer needs to go to the orphanage to work on projects, she naturally has a lot more time.
Fu Siming was busy dealing with the mess at Tiansheng and the bidding process, while she was busy with the project, which was delayed and not yet completed.
Dean Yang came to visit once, saying that the children are much more obedient now, all thanks to her.
Song Xingyao didn't know what to say. Actually, it was Liu Shanshan's credit for raising each child to be such a good actor.
Qiao Yiming, whom they hadn't seen for a long time, had no work or schedule, so the two of them became the most idle people.
Although there were no announcements a few days ago, I was worried that Xiaowen might not be used to staying at the villa.
Qiao Yiming even stayed in the villa with her for a while.
Later, she lost patience and asked the housekeeper to teach her some small things about garden cultivation, which she learned with great interest.
Only then did Qiao Yiming have time to go shopping.
Song Xingyao didn't want to be led astray by those emotions, so she agreed, and the two met.
It was clear that Qiao Yiming looked somewhat lonely; she genuinely missed her previous life in the spotlight.
There's still no news about the delayed broadcast of "Ten Days".
Song Xingyao didn't ask any questions. Instead, she seemed to be turning her grief and anger into a shopping desire, dragging people all the way from the basement to the top floor.
In the end, the two left the mall early because Song Xingyao was too tired to shop anymore.
Amidst the constant flow of cars on the road, the two waited at the entrance for the parking attendant to drive the car out of the underground parking lot.
They chatted casually.
Suddenly, a loud bang came from the roadside, less than five meters away from the two people.
A car crashed into a flowerbed, and a woman fell to the ground next to the car.
The people around were so frightened that they screamed and scattered.
Before the two security guards could react, they saw the car reverse a short distance.
When Song Xingyao realized there was danger, her actions were faster than her thoughts. She saw the woman on the ground still sitting there, stunned.
He rushed forward and dragged the person into the deceleration barrier post.
The next second, the black car indeed crashed into the obstacle post, and the front bumper was deeply dented inward.
"Sister Yao Yao!" Qiao Yiming shouted.
The three women were so frightened they gasped for breath.
Seeing that its plan was thwarted, the car, with its dilapidated front end dragging it, quickly reversed and left the scene.
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