Chapter 21 On the Verge of Suffocation
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A black umbrella was carelessly tossed under the eaves.
A modern villa with one and a half floors, with easy-to-care-for sand cacti planted in the front yard.
The tender green shoots of the cactus were being washed away by the torrential rain.
Shi Qingci didn't know the room password, and her shoulders were covered with a thin layer of raindrops.
"The password is six nines, I'll open it." Cheng Jia spoke calmly, as if nothing had happened, though she was shivering a little from the rain.
The weather in March was still too cold.
The rain stains on his brown leather jacket were more severe than those on the porcelain.
Water droplets dripped down my sleeve; the rain was indeed heavy.
Afraid that the water droplets would dirty the carpet in the entryway, Cheng Jia took off her coat at the door and hung it on the doorknob before entering the house.
Fortunately, the coat was waterproof, and the black sweater underneath remained dry.
The man who entered the living room before him had water stains on the hems of his light gray trousers, splashed with rainwater from walking too fast into the villa.
Cheng Jia didn't intend to say anything. When she came in and saw that Shi Qingci's legs were a little wet, she went to the bathroom according to the location marked on the house construction plan.
Open the bathroom cabinet door and find the unopened disposable towels.
He took the towel back to the living room, where the man, clearly suppressing his rage, was sitting on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling and the surrounding furniture.
Shi Qingci has a long, slender neck, and the curve of her prominent Adam's apple is very appealing to vampires.
In this situation, who would be in the mood to look at houses?
They had nothing else to say besides looking at the house.
"Mr. Shi, here's a towel." Cheng Jia walked to the dark gray sofa and handed over a white towel.
It was handed over with one hand, and the person deliberately stood quite far away.
She wasn't very close to the man on the sofa.
Shi Qingci turned her gaze back, fixing it on Cheng Jia's face with a gloomy expression.
Cheng Jia, who had been soaked in the rain after getting off the bus, had strands of wet hair clinging to her forehead, and her eyebrows and eyes were damp. Perhaps rainwater had gotten into her eyes, as the corners of her eyes were slightly red.
She has a much calmer demeanor now than when she was in college.
It's obvious that life has been tough on them; Cheng Jia deserves it all.
Damn liar, they deserve to die!
Shi Qingci lifted her foot, her expensive white sneakers landing on the edge of the coffee table. Clearly, she couldn't find a fault with this house and was planning to buy it.
But there are other conditions for buying it, depending on whether the person is obedient enough.
His voice was cold and clearly conveyed a sense of suppression.
"Excuse me."
"......"
This was done by Cheng Jia himself.
Without hesitating for more than three seconds, Cheng Jia knelt down on one knee.
Without being perfunctory, he carefully wiped the wet light gray trouser leg in front of him clean.
During the process, I didn't let my fingers touch Shi Qingci's pants.
He wiped it cleanly and obediently.
The spacious living room was quiet, with the faint sound of torrential rain pouring down outside.
The sky was dark and gloomy, which slightly affected the lighting in the living room.
Oops, I forgot to turn on the light.
Cheng Jia asked, "Is everything wiped clean? Any other instructions?"
"...Your shoes are dirty too." Shi Qingci had never used this method to humiliate someone before, and she wasn't very skilled at it, but she exuded the noble air of someone who had long held a high position.
There was no sense of surprise when he said such a thing.
Everything about him is perfect; he's a born prince.
Cheng Jia didn't hesitate. She picked up the towel with her pinky ring on her finger and carefully dried the shoes of the person in front of her.
The teeth marks on my finger bones are still there, and they even ache slightly.
He calmly said, "Please switch legs."
It's time to wipe the other one.
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Is it simply passive acceptance, or has it become a habit?
Shi Qingci was too lazy to think: "So skilled, that cheap...cheap person is really different, very good at serving, no wonder he is the top seller, and his wine sells the best."
"Thank you, the person sold well too." Cheng Jia didn't react much.
He had heard many people making malicious speculations about him behind his back.
His reputation had already been ruined by word of mouth.
He just never expected that the person who would say such nonsense to him now would be Shi Qingci.
The person who once trusted him the most and protected him the most.
Cheng Jia wiped both shoes clean, which actually only involved getting them a little wet.
How could Shi Qingci's shoes get dirty? They almost never touch the ground; he always walks on carpets wherever he goes. His white sneakers are spotless, without a single stain.
Cheng Jia even tightened his shoelaces for him, her movements very natural.
It doesn't seem like they're catering to a sugar daddy.
It's more like a male nanny taking care of a child.
Naturally, Shi Qingci was taken aback: "Who gave you permission to touch my shoelaces?"
“Oh, I’m sorry.” Cheng Jia replied without the slightest hesitation.
She reached out and untied his shoelaces again.
To restore to the original state.
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Every move Shi Qingci made felt like landing on cotton.
Cheng Jia didn't mind at all, nor did she care.
Boss Zhou asked him to protect President Shi, take care of President Shi, and make President Shi happy, and he did all of that, except for deliberately provoking him in the car to avoid danger in an emergency.
Everything else was handled strictly according to official procedures, without any personal feelings involved.
Cheng Jia considers herself to be quite good at separating public and private matters.
"Tie it up, and get out of my house." Shi Qingci felt a headache coming on; her emotions were completely controlled by Cheng Jia, and she was on the verge of losing control.
Cheng Jia's expression shifted slightly: "Have you decided to buy it?"
Then he can consider his task complete for today.
I can go back and report to Boss Zhou.
“Otherwise,” Shi Qingci didn’t want to talk to Cheng Jia, wanting to be sarcastic but lacking the words, “Do you like this house? I can buy it casually, but you can’t afford it in your entire life.”
What a cliché.
Shi Qingci now loathed even herself.
His head was about to explode.
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childish.
It has no offensive capabilities.
I've known since I was a child that I'm poor.
Cheng Jia dared not retort, fearing she might offend him and break his defenses.
He carefully tied Shi Qingci's shoelaces, his little finger, marked with teeth marks, twirling in the air, and said in a low voice with his eyes downcast, "Of course President Shi has the ability."
Buy it, it's up to you.
"Disgusting," Shi Qingci scoffed, but her expression grew increasingly grim, especially when she saw Cheng Jia tying his shoelaces. "You think this trick will work on me?"
What?
Which set is this?
Cheng Jia thought for a moment and then realized what was going on when she saw the shoelaces.
Oh, Shi Qingci played basketball in college.
Halfway through the game, my shoelaces came undone.
Cheng Jia was also on the team at the time. He squatted down and helped Shi Qingci tie her clothes, then looked up at her and smiled. It was indeed a trick to win over the lamb back then, which he learned from the internet.
It is said that no boy can resist a girl who ties his shoelaces.
Even though Cheng Jia wasn't a girl, he did it anyway.
The effect is really good.
But now, Cheng Jiazhen doesn't have that idea.
I have no intention of using any further enticement methods on Shi Qingci.
He quickly tied his shoelaces, stood up and stepped back: "Do you have any other instructions? If not, I'm leaving."
This guy just told him to tie it up and get lost.
"Come here," Shi Qingci suddenly gestured to him.
Cheng Jia hesitated slightly, wondering what was going on now.
But under the threatening look in the other party's eyes.
After much caution, he slowly approached the sofa...
"Uh!" Cheng Jia groaned.
Shi Qingci suddenly lashed out, grabbing Cheng Jia's neck and shoving him into the sofa!
He hovered above Cheng Jia's chest, his features deep and sharp, his handsome face filled with ferocity. He had endured to the extreme, but finally he made his move.
They disdain resolving conflicts with violence, but they're forced to hold back until they have no other choice.
He wanted to strangle Cheng Jia.
Damn liar!
"You...uh..." Cheng Jia subconsciously tried to bend his knees to break free, but then suddenly remembered who this was, so he stopped all resistance and let Shi Qingci choke him.
I never thought I might actually be strangled to death; I always felt it was unlikely.
Shi would never risk being branded a murderer just for killing him.
Cheng Jia did not resist. Her black sweater was wrinkled and bunched up on the sofa, making her face look pale. Soon, her face turned bloodshot, and her eyes also turned red from suffocation.
"...How does it feel?" Shi Qingci looked down at Cheng Jia's face.
The damned liar was suffocating and weak; he no longer had that nonchalant look on his face.
It was so satisfying. Sometimes I really wanted to destroy the world.
Especially after his father and mother passed away one after another, the group faced a major crisis. The mastermind behind it all was his own uncle and Cheng Jia, and then Cheng Jia also disappeared.
All the uncertainties rested on the shoulders of 18-year-old Shi Qingci.
Before he turned 18, his life was smooth sailing.
No one considered whether he could handle it.
Cheng Jiayi has been missing for five years.
Every single day of those five years was one that Shi Qingci endured alone, through countless days and nights.
But even after they reunited, they were still enduring it.
Nobody can stand it, nobody can stand it.
I'm almost going crazy.
Shi Qingci pinched Cheng Jia with one hand, her eyes red as she chuckled, "Do you know how much I hate you, Cheng Jia? You ruined everything for me, why won't you stay with me? How dare you..."
With his other hand, he grabbed both of Cheng Jia's wrists.
They were about the same height and had similar physical strength.
Cheng Jia thought he could struggle to escape.
But he didn't try to struggle.
He was on the verge of suffocating!
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