Chapter 39
Twenty-six-year-old Ping An woke up from her sleep and realized that the memories of her youth were helping her to recall them bit by bit through her dreams.
She lay in bed in silence for a long time, unable to connect the silent and steady boy in her memory with the shameless man lying next to her.
Cheng Xiangheng would hold her tightly even when she was sleeping, not giving her any chance to breathe or escape. Their limbs were entangled together. As soon as she woke up, Cheng Xiangheng woke up too, just like a wild beast guarding its nest.
Ping An raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Xiangheng.
Cheng Xiangheng's facial features are more profound and superior than when he was young. His body is full of strength when he takes off his clothes, and the feeling of his eight-pack abs is completely different from the thin muscles when he was young.
Cheng Xiangheng kissed Ping'an's lips, holding her head with one hand and hugging her waist with the other, as if he wanted to embed her completely in his body.
Ping An had long been accustomed to being held like this by him, and did not feel uncomfortable, but as he kissed her, he began to kiss other places.
Ping'an's eyes gradually became misty, and she widened her eyes hazily, not pushing him away like before.
Cheng Xiangheng keenly noticed Ping An's emotional changes, so he took advantage of the situation and took over the city.
The small bedside lamp was swaying, Ping'an felt dizzy and tried to grab Cheng Xiangheng's neck to steady himself.
But her body was too hot, burning her so much that she had no strength left to hold him. Cheng Xiangheng sat up and hugged her as well.
Ping An finally no longer felt dizzy. She used the weight of her body to fall into Cheng Xiangheng's arms, pressing her body closer to his. He groaned with pleasure, and his breathing was even more pleasant than hers.
At this time, he would say some incomprehensible dirty words in her ears. Ping An wanted to scold him but couldn't say anything. The sounds that came out of her mouth were fragmented. She had to shut her mouth to prevent those damn sounds from leaking out.
But it took too long, Ping An began to sob. He handed her some water but refused to stop. The water from the corner of his mouth fell on his arms, stomach, and thighs, but not in Ping An's mouth.
Ping An angrily hit Cheng Xiangheng, who let out a low laugh from his throat. He tilted his head back, took a sip, and lowered his head to feed it to Ping An.
Ping An was disgusted and refused to open her mouth, so Cheng Xiangheng would taunt her until she couldn't stand it anymore. Ping An couldn't stand it anymore and would pinch him hard to prevent him from opening his mouth.
Helplessly, Cheng Xiangheng had to slow down and give Ping An time to drink water.
The morning sun slowly shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows until the afterglow of the sunset burned out. Ping'an, who was already in a semi-comatose state, was carried out of bed and taken to the next room.
She was fed some food while she was dazed, and then she lost consciousness.
When he opened his eyes again, Ping An felt drowsy and his body felt sore and tired.
The weather outside is gloomy and terrible, as if it is going to snow heavily.
Ping An knew that Cheng Xiangheng had never exercised restraint in bed. This time he was given the opportunity, and it was as if he was never going to let her get out of bed in this lifetime. He simply fucked her to death.
Ping An angrily hit Cheng Xiangheng's pillow twice!
She suppressed her weakness in her legs, got out of bed safely and opened the door. She found that there was no one on the second floor. The bodyguard who used to monitor her had disappeared.
In the entire villa, there were only two maids cooking in the kitchen on the first floor. When they saw Ping An, they greeted him respectfully.
Apart from that, there was no one in the villa.
He went upstairs safely and his eyes fell on the room at the end of the third floor.
When Cheng Xiangheng works from home, he works in the study on the third floor, where many important company documents are kept.
Ping'an stopped at the door of the study.
Zhou Rugu said that as long as she could steal a certain document from the box, she and Zhou Rugu would be able to run away, Cheng Xiangheng would be disgraced and would no longer be able to imprison Ping An. In the future, the two siblings would live together and would never suffer the pain of separation from their blood.
Ping'an's hand was on the door handle.
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The weather was very bad today. It started snowing heavily not long after. The snowflakes fluttered down, as if to cover up all the ugliness.
After finishing the meal safely, without letting anyone follow him, he took a taxi to the largest shopping mall in the city center.
Zhou Rugu had been waiting for a long time when he walked into the coffee shop. The moment he saw Ping An, his originally uneasy face instantly became excited.
"Sister, you're here! Thank you for your hard work. Did you bring the documents?"
Ping An sat across from Zhou Rugu, a look of nervous joy on his face: "Rugu, can I really get rid of Cheng Xiangheng? He has always been very powerful, I'm afraid..."
Zhou Rugu was a little anxious, and her eyes were fixed on the bag that Ping An was carrying. "Of course, sister, please give me the documents!"
Ping An was frightened by Zhou Rugu's anxious look and shrank back, subconsciously hiding her bag behind her back: "Rugu, don't worry about the documents for now. I want to ask you a small question."
Zhou Rugu was a little impatient, but when he thought of the reward he would receive, he suppressed his impatience and smiled very gently: "What do you want to ask me?"
Ping An said, "Who asked you to ask me for this document?"
Zhou Rugu thought for a moment. "It's a middle-aged woman dressed in luxurious clothes. She looks...very hostile to Cheng Xiangheng. From what her assistant said, it seems her son was killed by Cheng Xiangheng. She wants us to steal this document to avenge her son."
Ping An: "You don't even know her identity, how dare you exchange chips with her?"
Zhou Rugu was very proud: "She has already given me some money. Even if we don't succeed, it's still a profit!"
Ping'an's hand slowly kneaded the strap of the bag. Cheng Xiangheng was a scheming man with many enemies, but no one had ever heard of him killing or robbing anyone. Why did women hate Cheng Xiangheng so much?
Zhou Rugu couldn't wait any longer. He stood up and walked over to Ping An, trying to take the bag from her hand. Ping An easily took the bag aside and raised his eyes: "Brother, what are you doing?"
Zhou Rugu forced a smile and said, "Sister, I just want to rescue you from Cheng Xiangheng as soon as possible."
Ping An also laughed, and his words were as sharp as a knife: "You want the reward from that woman, right? Why do you think I would help you? Just because you are my brother?"
Ping An raised his eyelids and leaned back on the cushions behind him: "It's only natural."
Zhou Rugu's expression changed slightly. Ping'an's look at this moment was nothing like his cowardly and hesitant look just now. When she looked at him, it was exactly the same as when Cheng Xiangheng looked at people.
High and mighty, cold and heartless.
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