Chapter 19 Bite Him
The car drove smoothly on the road.
Zhou Minghe's villa is located on the western edge of the city. It is quiet and elegant, and the landscaping is very well done.
The estimated travel time is 25 minutes.
"Silence means consent?" Shi Qingci sneered, turning her face away to look out the window.
The reflection of Cheng Jia's profile was just reflected in the car window.
The black, slightly parted hair is very voluminous when viewed from the side.
He may not have much youthful vigor, but he is in his prime.
It's the kind of face that people of all ages and genders would like.
At least that's what the Qing dynasty porcelain experts thought.
Cheng Jia feigned ignorance: "What did you say?"
"......"
"I said, why did you only arrive at 11 o'clock?" Shi Qingci didn't want to repeat herself.
But he didn't repeat that the bastard was really pretending not to hear.
I can only repeat this once: it's already 11 o'clock.
He had been waiting for Cheng Jia since eight o'clock.
It lasted a full three hours.
Cheng Jia observed the road conditions ahead and explained the reason: "I didn't get off work until after 3 a.m., and I didn't go to sleep until 4:30 a.m. I slept for five hours, got up, rushed to wash the car, and rushed to pick you up. It was already the best I could do to get there by 11 a.m. Please understand."
"What kind of client needs to be with you until after 3 a.m.?" Shi Qingci asked, staring out the car window.
Cheng Jia replied: "A normal customer."
"How can you prove that you were sleeping with someone again?"
Cheng Jia: "That's right, it's for work."
My job requires me to be in bed with someone.
It's consensual, so what?
Are you going to ask any more questions?
“...Your job is really dirty,” Shi Qingci tapped her fingers lightly on the side with a hint of annoyance, her tone still relatively calm, “I don’t care whether what you’re saying is true or false, anyway, if you dare to take on that kind of job again...I’ll have Zhou Minghe fire you.”
"!" - Dismissed.
These words really hit Cheng Jia where it hurts.
He had always wanted to create a purely business atmosphere, but the person next to him kept bringing up personal matters.
Ask questions about their relationship that you don't need to pry into.
This kind of development is unacceptable.
Cheng Jia licked her lips impatiently: "...No matter how much I spend with clients, it doesn't affect my work. Why fire me? Besides, I don't know what your position is for interfering in my private life. Mr. Shi, you're meddling a bit too much."
"I'm afraid you'll get a sexually transmitted disease, so the people I come into contact with can't be dirty," Shi Qingci said.
This reason is perfectly valid.
Cheng Jia: "I used a condom."
"......"
"......"
Shi Qingci clenched her fist instantly, her hand that was at her side.
He remained gazing out the car window, his knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white, but he couldn't think of a word to refute her.
The sudden, sharp pain in his heart left him bewildered.
He rarely showed emotional fluctuations; it was always Cheng Jia who brought them.
Despite trying to restrain myself, I still made some kind of concession.
"If you need money, I'll give it to you; just quit your job."
Cheng Jia's eyes were icy cold, and her voice was indifferent: "What are you joking about, Mr. Shi? I have a job and a boss, and I have no intention of resigning."
"...Just let it rot like this?" Shi Qingci said through gritted teeth.
He has already given them this much of a way out.
But Cheng Jia returned—
"I don't think it's bad."
"......"
The car was deathly silent.
The rain was getting heavier, and the windshield wipers were swaying in front of me.
Cheng Jia was driving very attentively, at least on the surface.
“It’s ridiculous. Was I blind back then to be fooled by someone like you? Do you think I was stupid, or were your methods too clever?” Shi Qingci said.
The belated questioning has arisen once again.
The resentment had been building up for five years, and it was hard to let it go.
The pressure was once again placed on the former emotional scammer.
Cheng Jia took a deep breath and calmly began to speak, despite the suffocating atmosphere.
“I expressed my thoughts once before in the bathroom of the private room. We were both too young back then, and all sorts of factors collided, and no one could completely control the situation, neither you nor I. So, I told you not to worry too much, it's all in the past, and you didn't lose much, right? Now, I don't want to live with guilt forever. Let bygones be bygones, please give me a way out.”
Knowing they can't deny it, they can only shamelessly make excuses for themselves.
Humans, after all, have a will to survive.
"......"
Shi Qingci turned to look at the person: "You make it sound so easy, Cheng Jia."
Why can a scammer so easily advise him to be magnanimous?
After being deceived and cruelly abandoned for two years, he was already very magnanimous not to crush the swindler after their reunion.
Should he leave some room for the swindlers to survive?
That's outrageous.
Shi Qingci sneered, suppressing her resentment: "When you and my second uncle conspired to kill me, you didn't show me any mercy. Hey Cheng Jia, can I sue you for stealing trade secrets? I don't know why I didn't think of calling the police back then."
"Then you should call the police now." Cheng Jia drove numbly.
Shi Qingci: "Do you think I wouldn't dare?"
"You're joking. There's nothing you wouldn't dare to do," Cheng Jia said, keeping his eyes straight ahead.
The victim can, of course, choose to report the incident to the police.
At worst, he'll die in prison.
Shi Qingci scrutinized the swindler's calm face: "...No, if I call the police, how can I torture you? Legal judgment is too comfortable for you. A despicable, heartless creature like you should be crying and begging for mercy under my revenge."
If he is very obedient and genuinely repents and is willing to make amends.
Only then might he consider letting the swindler go.
"Oh." Cheng Jia patted his pocket, trying to find a cigarette to put in his mouth.
They quickly realized there was another person in the passenger seat.
He then gave up and stopped smoking.
But the next instant—
"Pop".
The person in the passenger seat lit a cigarette.
Cheng Jia tightened his grip on the steering wheel, restraining himself from turning his head to look.
The passenger-side window was opened a crack to let in smoke.
Shi Qingci didn't smoke seriously; he took a drag of smoke and turned slightly to the side.
He blew the smoke into Cheng Jia's face.
Intentional.
"......"
This is definitely a provocative move.
Cheng Jia calmly said, "I was driving, and it was blocking my view."
"Then let's crash it." Shi Qingci's eyes reddened, but the driver couldn't see it.
Cheng Jia didn't say anything more.
After a while, Shi Qingci asked, "Where is the ashtray?"
"Kill it in my hand." Cheng Jia handed over his palm without turning his head, giving it to the passenger.
Shi Qingci was stunned for a moment.
Cheng Jia said, "Aren't you going to retaliate?"
What kind of retaliation is blowing smoke?
Let's get practical.
"..." Shi Qingci lowered her eyelids and looked at the hand in front of him.
She was still wearing that ring on her little finger.
Suddenly, I felt a restless urge to do something.
He confirmed: "Destroyed in his own hands?"
“Okay,” Cheng Jia replied.
Just as Shi Qingci was about to make a move.
Cheng Jia's phone rang!
The phone is fixed to the bracket on the center console.
Cheng Jia briefly withdrew his hand and answered Boss Zhou's call.
He then handed his palm to the passenger.
Zhou Minghe: "Did you pick up President Shi?"
“Received,” Cheng Jia said, his right hand outstretched, looking straight ahead. “We’re almost at the villa, about ten more minutes.”
Zhou Minghe: "Sure, is President Shi here right now? It's raining, isn't it? I was thinking of asking him if he's free this afternoon, so we can go for a soak in the indoor hot spring. Soaking in a hot spring in spring is good for your health..."
"Uh!" Cheng Jia's eyes widened, and she turned to look at the person next to him in surprise.
Just as he was on the phone with Boss Zhou.
The person in the passenger seat found the ashtray and extinguished their cigarette.
But he grabbed Cheng Jia's wrist and bit down!
It bit down on the knuckle of Cheng Jia's little finger.
It wouldn't let go.
"......"
Shi Qingci was biting Cheng Jia's finger.
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