"Xiaoyuan! You can't smash that car!"
Dong Lihua turned her head and screamed hysterically.
But Ji Yuan had already chosen to ignore it, and led Si Jin towards the parking lot.
Dong Lihua tried to stop them frantically, but was shaken off by several security guards.
She was a woman, and had no choice but to continue looking for Ji Yuan in the parking lot, attempting to use familial ties to threaten her son.
To her surprise, just as she reached the parking lot entrance, a black Lincoln sped out and recklessly brushed past her.
Ji Yuan drove his car, knocking the person down and breaking one of her legs.
Only after hearing Dong Lihua's painful wails did he walk away, satisfied.
The savage killing intent in his eyes was impossible to conceal.
“Jinjin, listen to this: the suffering of the enemy is always the most beautiful melody.”
enemy.
Si Jin rarely heard anyone use these two words to refer to her mother.
But seeing Dong Lihua forcing Lin Yuan, who was not even ten years old, to recall the ghost town.
Even after he repeatedly hurt himself and finally managed to get through it on his own, she would deliberately seek out a psychologist to provoke him and make him recall the ghost town.
Xiao Linyuan sat blankly in front of the easel, and if he failed to depict the ghost town, he would be beaten and scolded by Dong Lihua.
I felt that the impact was too light.
He was the one who reminded Ji Yuan not to kill anyone, because he had prepared a "bad luck charm" and was waiting for Dong Lihua to exchange it for 200 million yuan.
Leaning against the passenger seat, I casually remarked, "What if she calls the police?"
“She wouldn’t dare,” Ji Yuan said. “She gambled with that old man and lost most of her life. She’s been involved with all sorts of shady gangs, loan sharks, and underground casinos. If she goes to the police station, she’ll be detained immediately.”
"So, as long as you don't kill her, she'll never dare to call the police."
Ji Yuan enjoyed the pleasure brought by the abuse, and his emotions gradually calmed down as he drove home.
He turned the steering wheel with one hand and held Si Jin's hand with the other, gently stroking it.
It was as if they had finally grasped a ray of light, and they were unwilling to let go.
Occasionally, when navigating complex overpasses, he would hold Si Jin's hand and help her control the car.
Eccentric and childish.
Si Jin was amused by him: "What? Are you teaching me how to drive?"
“Yes.” Ji Yuan said reluctantly, “But it’s not really appropriate to teach on the road, we have to go home.”
As she spoke, she tightened her grip on Si Jin's hand, then pressed her advantage by asking, "Do you remember when you said at the company that you would go home and...?"
Si Jin knew he was playing a trick, so she deliberately pulled her hand away, feigning amnesia: "Did I... say that?"
"Of course, don't go, let me hold you for a little while longer." Ji Yuan grabbed his hand again.
Si Jin: "Is this what you call a hug?"
"Hmm." Ji Yuan nodded, replying in a very artistic way: "Whether a person is beautiful or not can be seen from their hands."
His words piqued Si Jin's interest: "What do you think?"
Ji Yuan pulled Si Jin's hand and held it tightly in his palm, saying mysteriously, "You can tell a person's fair skin by looking at their hands."
After saying that, he grasped Si Jin's fingertips with his thumb and continued:
"Beautiful fingertips are just like toes."
"Distinct knuckles, just like knees."
"at last……"
As she spoke, she took Si Jin's hand, placed it to her lips, and gently kissed between her fingers.
A simple action made Si Jin's heart race.
Leaning back in his car seat, a hint of satisfied reminiscence shone in his handsome, almond-shaped eyes.
Ji Yuan is a madman.
… …
Not long after, Ji Yuan parked his car in front of his villa.
Please open the door and invite Si Jin down.
Si Jin stretched and yawned: "Why don't you come to my house?"
"You have Lin Siqi at home." Ji Yuan replied matter-of-factly, "I don't have anyone at home."
"What?" Si Jin blinked innocently, looking somewhat bewildered. "Dr. Ji, should we use chains to lock my hands?"
As he spoke, he tapped Ji Yuan's chest twice with his index finger.
His voice trembled slightly, as if he were genuinely afraid.
"Dr. Ji~ How scary~"
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