Zhou Yun was pinned against the cold wall by a pair of strong hands, her nose filled with the strong smell of alcohol and her familiar body fragrance.
"Xiaoyun, can you stay away from him?" Ji Chu's thin lips were close to her earlobe.
Zhou Yun's breath hitched, and she involuntarily clenched her hands.
Seeing that the girl didn't speak, Ji Chu rested his chin on her shoulder and rubbed it against her neck, like a wounded kitten.
She instinctively tried to back away, but the cold wall left her with nowhere to retreat, so she could only stiffly raise her hand and push him away.
But the disparity in size and strength between the two men forced her to give up.
"Xiaoyun, stay away from Song Heng. She's not as simple as you think. You won't have a good ending if you stay with her."
Zhou Yun was amused by his words, a sarcastic smile playing on her lips, "So, you think things will end well with me?"
He probably forgot that he begged his so-called "white moonlight" to donate a kidney to her, and that's the "good ending" of being with Ji Chu.
Ji Chu was a little uneasy. "Xiao Yun, I made a mistake. Please don't like him anymore. Give me some more time, and I'll handle it."
His almost pleading words made Zhou Yun's heart tremble slightly, but it was also quite ridiculous.
"So, everything you've done to me can be forgiven with just one 'wrong' statement?"
Ji Chu was deeply stung by her words. He looked up, a touch of sorrow appearing in his eyes.
Her eyes were still beautiful, but the joy and love she felt when looking at him were gone.
His reddened eyes gazed at her, his voice tinged with bitterness, "I will make up for my mistakes. Please don't be nice to other people, okay?"
Zhou Yun interrupted him, "Do you remember that time at the restaurant when you ordered me to go back and have the surgery?"
That was the first time Shi Wan saw Zhou Yun at the restaurant. He may have forgotten how he trampled on her dignity that day.
"I remember you said I didn't deserve her, that I stole everything from her, and that I should have given it all back long ago."
Zhou Yun's cold voice echoed in the private room, "Ji Chu, I've already paid back all my debts to the Zhou family. It's because of you that I can't bear to leave."
But I've chosen to leave now because I no longer need you.
Zhou Yun's breathing was calm as she pressed against Ji Chu's chest, preventing him from taking another step closer.
Ji Chu's shoulders slumped slightly, and his eyes appeared even more desolate and sorrowful in the darkness.
He should have known that Zhou Yun had given him many opportunities, but he hadn't cherished them.
When she was little, she liked to follow him around. No matter what he did, Zhou Yun was like a little tail, always circling around him.
After starting school, Zhou Yun was afraid of falling behind him, so in addition to studying a lot of etiquette classes arranged by the Zhou family every day, she also had to constantly hire tutors to make up for the school courses.
On the last day of the college entrance examination, she confessed her feelings to him, and the two naturally became a couple.
He later studied medicine and chose to go abroad, while she stayed in China.
To see him, she secretly traveled abroad frequently, a journey that lasted for five years.
For so many years, Zhou Yun has been the one taking the initiative to approach him, while he has only ever given her perfunctory responses.
"Brother Ji Chu, I can't walk anymore, can you wait for me?"
"Brother Ji Chu, can I apply to the same school as you?"
"Ji Chu, can we date?"
"Ji Chu, I'm still waiting for you at home..."
"Ji Chu, are you coming back tonight?"
...
"Mr. Ji, please stay away from me." Zhou Yun's cold voice interrupted Ji Chu's thoughts.
"I'm sorry," Ji Chu said in a low, hoarse voice, "I drank too much tonight."
He went to find Chu Ningxuan, but the other party had gone to the hospital, so he could only drown his sorrows in alcohol by himself.
Zhou Yun gave Ji Chu a cold look. "Mr. Ji, please remember your place."
After saying that, she turned to leave, but the door she had just opened was suddenly pushed back shut. Zhou Yun glared at him with dissatisfaction, "Is there anything I didn't explain clearly?"
Ji Chu took a deep breath. "Xiao Yun, you can hate me and ignore me, but don't get too close to Song Heng. He's not a good person and will hurt you in the future."
Zhou Yun's face darkened. "Who I date is none of your business."
Seeing that she was about to leave, Ji Chu hurriedly spoke up, "He has a girlfriend!"
"He is the heir to the Morgan family. Every heir must marry into another family. This marriage was arranged when you were young. If you stay with him, you will only end up getting hurt."
Zhou Yun paused, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, but ultimately said nothing more.
Ji Chu watched her retreating figure until she disappeared, and the private room fell into darkness once again.
When Zhou Yun returned to the private room and didn't see Song Heng, she picked up the keys on the table and got up to leave.
As I stepped out of the room, a notification sounded: "I have to go."
It was sent by Song Heng.
Zhou Yun returned the call, but it rang for a long time without being answered.
He must have already left, Zhou Yun didn't think much of it and got up to go downstairs.
Upon arriving in the lobby, she went to the front desk again, still feeling uneasy. "Has Mr. Song left?"
The receptionist politely replied, "We didn't see Mr. Song leave; he should still be inside."
Zhou Yun frowned, picked up her phone, and dialed a number.
One ring, two rings, three rings... but no one answered the phone.
I glanced at the car parked at the door; it was indeed Song Heng's, and the bodyguards inside were still there.
After thinking for a while, Zhou Yun turned around and went to the top floor.
The top floor of the clubhouse is the highest floor, and only a few people can get up there. She had just walked around the Yun floor and hadn't seen Song Heng, so she remembered that he still had a room in Tianling Pavilion.
As she passed a private room, she heard Ji Chu's voice coming from inside. Not wanting to be bothered by him any longer, Zhou Yun quickly left the room and walked in another direction.
The private rooms in the top tier are all very large, making it a bit difficult to find someone. In order not to disturb Ji Chu, she could only take out her phone and call Song Heng.
Just as she reached the end of the corridor, she could faintly hear the alarm bells coming from the fire escape in the stairwell.
Through the glass door, Zhou Yun called out, "Song Heng?"
Hearing heavy breathing from behind the door, Zhou Yun stopped, but still chose to knock politely.
She was afraid of seeing the other person doing something she shouldn't have seen in the fire escape.
"Hmm." Song Heng's low, husky voice sounded from behind the door.
Zhou Yun only opened the door and went in after confirming that there was no one else besides Song Heng.
As soon as the door was opened, the girl saw that the man's tie was loose and hanging on one shoulder, and two-thirds of the buttons on his white shirt were ripped off, revealing the man's strong muscles.
A handsome face, firm muscles, and dreamy eyes.
The girl must have carefully drafted a plan when she conceived him.
When the man behind the door saw Zhou Yun enter, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and his eyes turned bloodshot with lust.
In the dim light, Song Heng's heavy breathing became even more pronounced. "Let's go quickly."
He was so glad he drank that glass of wine. That damned Shen Lin, if he hadn't been afraid of scaring Zhou Yun, he would have crippled him just now.
At this point, there was nothing Zhou Yun couldn't understand, after all, she had only been through this incident not long ago.
He was drugged.
"Can we still walk?" Zhou Yun asked.
Song Heng leaned against the wall without speaking, the suppressed desire tormenting him, his shirt half-soaked with sweat.
Zhou Yun's expression turned cold. If Song Heng hadn't been there today, she would have drunk this glass of wine. That damned Shen Lin, she should have just dumped a whole table of food on his head.
"I'll take you to the hospital!" Seeing that Song Heng's breathing was becoming increasingly unsteady, Zhou Yun grabbed him and walked out.
Just as she touched the man's wrist, she was suddenly pushed against the wall behind the door by his force.
Her feet left the ground in a bizarre way, and he lifted her up and slammed her against the wall?!
Zhou Yun's breath hitched. The only thing separating them now was her down jacket, and their lips were so close that she could feel his rapid breathing.
Zhou Yun was already dead at this moment. Because he had his arms around her, her large down jacket had slipped up a bit, making her look like a doll wearing an adult's clothes. Moreover, as the down jacket slipped up, her entire waist was exposed to the air.
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