What are you doing?
The man was afraid of being overheard, so he wanted to do it secretly. If this happened a few times, the other person wouldn't dare to resist. The two of them weren't wearing clothes, so physical contact was too easy.
"Don't shout, let me do it. I'll protect you from now on."
Xie Daqiang knew the man wanted him to pick up the soap, and he felt disgusted, but he didn't resist.
The other person was taller, stronger, and more powerful than him, so he waited for the other person to relax before counterattacking. As a result, he used too much force and his head hit the wall, causing a large dent in his skull.
But Xie Daqiang didn't see it. Afraid that the other party would react and attack him again, he went all out, punching and kicking him. Xie Daqiang was satisfied with this fight. He had always been at a disadvantage in fights since he was locked up. This was the first time he had won a great victory. He was very proud and turned to leave.
As a result, his ankle tightened, and the next second he fell headfirst to the ground with a thud, blood gushing out.
The two of them never made a move again.
It wasn't until half an hour later, when someone came in to clean the bathroom, that they discovered the two people. Unfortunately, they were too late; both had died from excessive blood loss.
...
When Xie Daqiang's mother was released, Ning Yan and Deng Jinyi were already married.
But in just eight months, she no longer recognized the outside world. Her second son was killed in a car accident, her second daughter-in-law remarried with her only grandson, and her eldest son died in a fight in prison.
Only eight months have passed, how did she become all alone?
Thinking about what she had done in the past, she suddenly felt that perhaps this was retribution. Yes, it was all retribution!
...
But she still has to live.
She has no other means of survival. She can sweep the streets, but she can't do it; it's too tiring.
So she went back to her old profession.
Some of those she staged accidents for resignation accepted their fate, while others called the police on the spot. As a result, the old lady ended up with seven or eight criminal records at the police station.
Until that day, she wasn't feeling well and had to go to the hospital for a checkup. Hospitals are places that eat money up, and she didn't have enough money to spend. She wanted to make a big profit, so she set her sights on a sports car.
The driver was a rich second-generation. The sudden appearance of someone startled him, and his foot trembled as he stepped on the gas.
After the accident, the wealthy young man immediately called the police and arranged for an ambulance.
It was later discovered that the old lady was faking an accident, and she didn't even have any family members. In the end, the rich second-generation only paid for the funeral expenses and cremated the old lady, and that was the end of it.
...
As Deng Jinyi and his colleagues walked out of the municipal building on time in the evening, they unexpectedly saw a familiar face.
"Honey, what brings you here?"
"I'm free today, so I'll pick you up from get off work."
The man next to Deng Jinyi patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'll be going now. See you Monday."
Deng Jinyi nodded to the other person, then quickly took two steps to Ning Yan's side and took her hand.
"how come?"
"Don't drive, I'll take you to work tomorrow, okay?"
This was the first time Deng Jinyi had been picked up from get off work by his wife, so of course he would do whatever she said. After getting into the passenger seat, he casually asked, "Do you have any plans for tonight?"
"Yes, I booked a restaurant in advance. We'll go to the concert together after dinner."
"Did you get the tickets?"
Ning Yan smiled and said, "Of course, it's rare for your favorite master to come to China to hold a concert, how could I miss it?"
She only learned after they got married that Deng Jinyi had studied piano and was also quite good at violin, but he lacked talent and eventually gave up on pursuing a career in music, choosing instead to go into politics.
Before the car started moving, Deng Jinyi leaned over with a big smile and kissed Ning Yan on the cheek.
"Thank you, honey."
Ning Yan kissed him back. "Sit still, we're off."
Time was limited; the concert started at eight o'clock, and they couldn't be late.
...
Deng Jinyi was afraid his wife would find it boring, since people who don't like concerts might find them tedious.
To his surprise, the people around him listened attentively for the entire two hours, clapping even louder than he did, and she was even happier than him when the master returned for an encore…
Suddenly I felt very happy. He liked what he liked, and the person he liked liked him too.
So when the happy person got home, he carried her to the bathroom. When they came out, Ning Yan felt a slight pain in her lips.
Moreover, the man, who was originally somewhat reserved, actually carried her to the French windows of the bedroom, and the trembling curtains revealed just how crazy he was.
Back in bed, Deng Jinyi hugged Ning Yan and said the same thing again, "It would have been better if we had met earlier."
Ning Yan looked up and gently bit his neck. "So you can bully me sooner, right?"
Deng Jinyi let her bite him, "What, you don't want to?"
"No."
Deng Jinyi was amused by her reaction. "So, we need to make up for what we owed before."
Ning Yan really wanted to say that it was very late and she needed to rest.
But the overwhelming emotions left her no room for further words.
The next morning, Ning Yan was woken up by a kiss.
"Honey, you said you'd take me to work, it'll be late if we don't get up now."
"Get up, I'll get up right away."
Their work hours are half an hour apart, so Ning Yan has to get up half an hour earlier to take him to work.
The woman sat up, and the thin summer blanket slipped off her body, revealing her flawless skin. The man's eyes darkened slightly.
She received a slap in return. "Ugh. Hand me your clothes."
Even after being hit, Deng Jinyi wasn't angry. He handed his wife her clothes one by one and watched her put them on in front of him.
Well, then he got up and left the bedroom.
If I keep looking, I might not have to go to work today.
The feeling of longing for nightfall every day is something most people simply cannot understand.
Fifteen minutes later, Ning Yan, having finished washing up, appeared in the restaurant.
"Hurry up and eat breakfast, it's going to get cold."
They usually buy ready-made breakfasts, but occasionally he will cook a meal himself. This morning, he made porridge, fried radish-filled potstickers, and two side dishes.
They were surprisingly compatible when it came to food; she liked almost everything he ate. He felt they were a match made in heaven.
Ning Yan ate a full ten potstickers and a bowl of porridge before putting down her chopsticks.
"It's a good thing you don't cook every day, otherwise I would definitely lose my figure."
Deng Jinyi felt very satisfied with his wife's praise, and he was already thinking about which dishes to cook for dinner.
...
Ning Yan drove her husband to his workplace, and the two shared a farewell kiss. Only after Deng Jinyi entered the building did Ning Yan drive away.
I arrived at the company at just nine o'clock. I thought today would be another busy day, but then Miss Ying arrived.
"Brother, you can't abandon me. I gave you all my shares for free. Now Zonghao and I can't even afford to eat. Who else can we turn to if not you?"
The office door was ajar, so everyone outside could hear it clearly. (End of Chapter)
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