Episode 020 I personally checked
Song Yi rushed to the basement by walking and running.
The basement was very large, and Fu Xijing didn't tell her which area it was in. After Song Yi came out, she looked around anxiously.
Seconds later, a high beam shone into her eyes.
Song Yi's attention was drawn to the Bentley Bentayga, and his pace quickened again.
She stopped, without taking a breath, grabbed the door handle and opened the back door.
Fu Xijing gave her a look, Song Yi nodded, sat next to him and closed the door.
The back seat of the SUV is very spacious, but when I am alone with Fu Xijing, the feeling of oppression will not decrease no matter how open the environment is.
Song Yi sat aside, his hands on his thighs, his head lowered, like a person who had made a mistake and was waiting for trial.
"You even knew to come directly to the back seat. It seems you haven't forgotten my habit." Fu Xijing raised his hand to play with her hair, his eyes wandering over her body, "I don't like this dress."
Song Yi was wearing a hospital gown that was used as pajamas.
Fu Xijing asked her to come down within five minutes, and she didn't have any extra time to change clothes.
"I'm sorry." Song Yi apologized submissively.
Her behavior caused Fu Xijing to laugh softly. After laughing, he patted her neck and said, "Come sit here."
Song Yi gritted his teeth and moved closer to Fu Xijing.
"That's it?" Fu Xijing's voice seemed nonchalant, but in fact it was already dangerous.
Song Yi knew that he had no way to escape.
She took a deep breath and lifted her legs like she had done countless times before.
Not wanting to see his playful and teasing expression, Song Yi subconsciously wanted to close his eyes.
However, Fu Xijing opened his mouth and ordered at this moment: "Don't close your eyes, look at me."
His voice was low but powerful, and every word struck her heart.
Song Yi's heart tightened, and even his fingers trembled.
She was forced to look up and meet the man's gaze.
Fu Xijing touched her face and admired her trembling eyelashes. "Nervous?"
Song Yi nodded.
Fu Xijing's fingers brushed against her lips, "Hasn't this happened with Xu Shengwen before?"
"You've been together for two years, how come you've regressed?"
Song Yi's cheeks burned from his harsh words, and he subconsciously defended himself: "He and I..."
"Do you remember how I did it to you in the car before?" Fu Xijing didn't give her any chance at all, and his other hand was frivolously touching her.
The sudden action made Song Yi shudder.
Fu Xijing seemed very satisfied and smiled, which was very irritating in the quiet carriage.
Dust-forgotten memories were evoked, and coupled with Fu Xijing's deliberate humiliation, Song Yi's eyes had unknowingly turned red.
Tears gathered and swirled inside.
Fu Xijing looked at her, as if she was about to cry, and bent down to kiss her eyelids. "You cry when you get a slap, you're so delicate."
"It's just for fun. I won't really hurt you." Fu Xijing stopped and blew a breath in her ear, then asked three words in a low voice.
Song Yi pursed her lips, feeling dizzy and hot. He was irritated by every word he said, and her throat was blocked and she couldn't speak.
"It's okay, I'll check it myself." Fu Xijing moved his hands to her waist at the same time.
…
Song Yi has never been a match for Fu Xijing.
Her consciousness was hazy, and the scenes in her memory overlapped with everything happening before her eyes, real and unreal, and she could hardly tell them apart.
Fu Xijing occasionally asked a few questions that were intended to embarrass her, but she gradually stopped hearing them.
After an unknown amount of time, something suddenly appeared in her hand.
The presence of plastic packaging is particularly strong in the palm of your hand.
Song Yi's scattered gaze focused again.
At that time, she was already pinned down by Fu Xijing.
She opened her palm and saw the packaging bag inside.
set.
He is...
"Come here." He squeezed her wrist.
Song Yi subconsciously resisted, pulled his hand back and dodged.
Fu Xijing's finger touched the ring on her ring finger again, "You can give birth to a child for me if you want."
This action, coupled with these words, suddenly made Song Yi sober.
She shakily tore open the package and did as he instructed.
Because I was too nervous.
Fu Xijing held her wrist lovingly to help, but he also teased her overhead: "Xu Shengwen is not good enough, huh? Why are you reacting even more strongly than the first time?"
…
In the early morning, there was no one in sight in the basement of the hospital, and it was eerily quiet.
The voice-controlled lights around went out, and the carriage was completely dark.
After finishing, Fu Xijing turned on the lights in the car.
The lights came on, and Fu Xijing saw Song Yi curled up in the corner sorting her clothes.
The hospital gown she was wearing had been torn to pieces by him.
In the darkness, Song Yi could still numb himself, but now that he saw his miserable appearance, the humiliation was doubled.
"Are you still crying?" Fu Xijing took out a tissue and covered her eyes. "Didn't I let you cry enough just now?"
Song Yi felt that he had reached a critical point.
If she heard Fu Xijing talk like this again, she might lose control and explode at him.
While still rational, Song Yi took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Fu, it's late. I should go upstairs."
She moved to open the door.
As soon as he put his hand on the door handle, he heard Fu Xijing's voice from behind him: "Are you angry?"
Song Yi: "I dare not."
"Well, I don't dare to be angry, not that I'm not angry." Fu Xijing's meaning was unclear.
Song Yi sneered inwardly.
What else?
Even a clay figure has a temper. No matter how easy-going she is, she cannot remain indifferent to his bad behavior just now.
He is really bad.
Worse than before.
Song Yi opened the car door.
At this time, Fu Xijing asked again: "How long do you think you can keep the matter between you and me secret?"
Song Yi didn't say anything.
Fu Xijing: "Are you going to get the marriage certificate next week?"
"It has nothing to do with you." Song Yi couldn't bear it any longer, and coldly said these four words before slamming the door and leaving.
…
After returning to the ward and calming down, Song Yi began to regret his previous failure.
I have endured it for so long. In fact, I should have just left without answering. Why bother to argue with him?
Fu Xijing is a moody person, and it would be no good to provoke him at this critical moment.
——
Song Yi spent the next two or three days in fear.
Fu Xijing didn't look for her, and there was no movement from the hospital.
Xu Shengwen's new project seemed to have been successful, and he became very busy. Song Yi was the only one taking care of the hospital.
Song Yi had no objection to this, but he had been working non-stop and his body was a little exhausted.
On Saturday morning, Song Yi took the bus to Fu's house to give Fu Xuqiao a language lesson.
Song Yi walked from the bus stop to the gate of the Fu family. While waiting for someone to open the door for her, she suddenly heard the sound of an engine behind her.
She subconsciously turned around and her pupils shrank when she saw the Bentley Bentayga.
Ten seconds later, a woman got out of the passenger seat.
Immediately afterwards, Fu Xijing also came down.
He and the woman stood side by side, one was handsome and noble, and the other was bright and generous.
Song Yi's breath caught in his throat, and he thought of the phone call that day again.
As Song Yi stared at the two men, the woman's eyes also fell on her and looked her over.
"Ajing, who is this?"
Ajing.
Song Yi clenched his hands unconsciously.
What an intimate name.
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