The atmosphere inside the car was still, with only the almost imperceptible sound of breathing intermingling.
Song Xi was a little nervous, unlike any other moment before.
She felt her heart rate accelerate, her palms began to sweat, and she quietly clenched the jacket she was wearing.
Lou Yuming took in her small movements and casually asked, "Whose jacket is it?"
"Ah, Officer Lu's."
The young man who, before leaving, had audaciously mumbled in front of him, "Can the cup money be paid?"
Lou Yuming shifted his gaze, pondered for a moment, and said, "Don't you think the smell is a bit strong?"
Is it?
Song Xi lowered her head and sniffed. Glancing at his expression, she quickly and cleverly began to take off the jacket. However, because her right hand was bandaged, it was a bit difficult.
Lou Yuming waited patiently the entire time, without urging her.
Only after she finally managed to take off all the clothes did he, without averting his gaze, press a button, and the car window slowly lowered, letting in the wind.
Song Xi pursed her lips and threw the jacket out.
Deprived of her only covering, everything about her was exposed to view without reservation.
Her fair and tender skin was now covered in scars, her collar was torn, her thighs were bruised and scraped, her hair was messy, and even her beautiful cheeks clearly bore the mark of a red slap.
A trace of gloom flashed across his brows, and his tone softened slightly: "Does it hurt?"
Song Xi shook her head.
"Come here."
Song Xi endured the pain of her injuries and carefully shifted closer.
Seeing this, Lou Yuming withdrew his hand from her waist and instead lightly lifted her chin with his index finger.
Her eyes were downcast, her eye sockets red, and her nose was also red. It was obvious she had been crying.
"Are you wronged?"
She remained silent, her teeth biting down on the corner of her lips, her small actions incredibly alluring.
Where did she learn these moves?
Lou Yuming's eyes darkened. The pad of his thumb gently stroked her delicate lips. She actually parted her mouth willingly, her pink tongue peeking out intermittently.
Lou Yuming's throat constricted, a deep crimson flashed in his eyes. His facial contours tightened, and he finally let go, saying nothing further.
Song Xi's expression was bewildered, unsure of what she had done wrong.
It wasn't until they arrived at the villa that he kicked the main door shut.
Before she could react, his hot palm covered her soft waist. Song Xi's feet left the ground, her back pressing against the cold wall.
The contrast of cold and heat front and back made her body tremble uncontrollably.
Like lightning striking fire, Song Xi felt as if she were in heaven one moment and on the ground the next.
His actions were extremely gentle, almost coaxing, as he whispered in her ear, "Good girl, just bear with it."
At that moment, Song Xi felt her heart was about to explode. She pressed herself against him forcefully, disregarding her wounds.
Lou Yuming's pupils contracted. He raised his hand to cover her alluring, languid eyes.
If he looked any longer, he couldn't guarantee he could restrain himself...
To accommodate her body, Lou Yuming only "bothered" her once. Afterward, recalling the vivid and sensual scene of her actively pleasing him, he spent an extra half an hour in the bathroom.
When he came out, Song Xi was already asleep.
She lay on the bed, as quiet as a kitten. Lou Yuming's peripheral vision swept over the scars on her body, and a flicker of displeasure arose in his heart.
This body should have been the sole masterpiece of his creation, but now...
An icy glint flashed in his deep eyes. Just then, his phone vibrated; it was Gao Lin calling.
"Hello, Yuming, I called Qi'er but he didn't answer. When is he coming back?"
"He won't be able to come back for now."
"What!"
Lou Yuming said coldly, "He injured someone outside."
Gao Lin immediately became anxious: "What happened? Is he injured? Where is he now? Why didn't you say so earlier!"
"He should be punished for what he did wrong."
"Yuming! He is your nephew, the future hope of our Zhang family! Aren't you afraid of the old lady finding out? Hurry up and get him out. What will happen to Qi'er's reputation if this gets out?"
"Reputation? He lost all semblance of face, and he still has that?"
"You!" Gao Lin's voice trembled with anger. After calming down, she spoke in a placating tone, "Yuming, Qi'er must know he was wrong. He definitely won't dare to do it again next time. Your sister-in-law guarantees it."
Lou Yuming let out a cold laugh: "He even dared to touch Elder Ge's granddaughter, what else wouldn't he dare to do?"
"What!"
Lou Yuming looked back at the small figure on the bed, his voice chillingly cold: "If you don't want to escalate things, put away your doting love for your son. He deserves to be punished this time. If he continues to be stubborn, the Zhang Corporation doesn't need such a foolish heir!"
*Bang!*
The call was hung up.
Gao Lin listened to the "buzzing" dial tone, her face turning ashen with anger.
"What's wrong?" asked Zhang Bowen.
Gao Lin shoved him away and said fiercely, "It's your all-powerful brother again! I'm telling you, if anything happens to Qi'er, I'll fight you to the death!"
With that, she went upstairs to complain to the old lady.