Chapter 332: Chapter 332: Not the First Time
Song Song’s little heart trembled slightly, then she said with a smile, "I’m leaving."
Why did he look at her as if she had committed a heinous crime?
She had just taken a step forward when the man yanked her back hard. Song Song, caught off guard, bumped into the man’s chest, hurting herself a bit...
Song Song suddenly felt a bit annoyed. She glared at him with displeasure, "Xiao Jinghuai, are you done or not!"
The man just smiled coldly, not only did he not let go, but he held her even tighter, "Weren’t you here to explain? Why are you leaving before succeeding!"
"...Yes, I came to explain, but you don’t believe me, so why should I stay? I’m not that bored!"
She realized it clearly, no matter what she said, he wouldn’t believe her. Given that, why waste her breath? Let things unfold naturally.
As the saying goes, time will reveal a person’s true nature, he’ll understand one day.
Xiao Jinghuai stared at her stubborn little face, his gaze growing more severe, "Did you tell Xiao Jiuru about our affair?"
"Our affair?" Song Song was baffled, "What did I tell him?"
"Xiao Jinghuai, you’re falsely accusing me again!"
Song Song was almost furious to the point of explosion. Was there really no trust between them?
To the current Xiao Jinghuai, anything she said or did was just an act...
Because it was her, particularly her, he detested and despised her even more.
In Song Song’s astonishment, the man suddenly picked her up horizontally, and within a few steps, carried her to the window and coldly threw her onto the bed.
Song Song roughly guessed what the man intended, hence the fear in her heart far exceeded what it was before.
She had thought about it before, but now she didn’t want it at all...
Obviously, they still had many unresolved issues between them; it wasn’t the right time to complicate their relationship further.
But, the man clearly didn’t think that way.
Xiao Jinghuai leisurely removed his clothes, then directly pounced on Song Song.
Song Song was conflicted inside. On one hand, her body honestly desired to possess him.
But on the other hand, she didn’t want to be with him under these non-romantic circumstances while he still misunderstood her.
Yet, his advances were too strong, after a few casual teases, she could only surrender, and her mind turned dizzy, breathing labored.
The man was very satisfied with her state and couldn’t help but mock, "So easily seduced!"
"...Shut up!"
Song Song retorted sharply.
Damn, if he was the girl and she was the guy, she could tease him till he acted like he had a convulsion!
What was so remarkable about it, wasn’t it just a natural human response?
The man gave a sinister smile, suddenly quickened his pace, and before Song Song could fully prepare, he already...
Song Song couldn’t adapt quickly, and it hurt so much she wanted to hit him.
Once he successfully pushed forward, Xiao Jinghuai felt no obstruction, which meant...
She gave him no hope whatsoever.
Yet, she was still acting in front of him.
Pain?
Did it really hurt that much?
Song Song thought it would be a gentle storm, but she had fancied it too beautifully.
It wasn’t gentle; it was ravaging.
Not until her last ounce of strength was exhausted did the man get up and leave.
Seizing the moment he went into the bathroom for a shower, Song Song immediately wrapped herself in the bed quilt, jumped off the bed, picked up her clothes from the floor, and quickly fled...
Even though her legs were so weak she could barely walk, she feared that if he came out of the shower, he might go crazy again like just now.
She couldn’t afford to provoke him but could she not avoid him?
Fortunately, their rooms weren’t far apart; otherwise, she’d have to worry about being seen in her current state...
Upon returning to her room, Song Song immediately entered the bathroom, standing in front of the mirror, she looked at the girl reflected back and felt that Xiao Jinghuai’s bastardry was incomparable.
There were brutal marks left by him on her neck, chest, and arms.
No wonder it hurt, how could it not hurt being treated this way? She wasn’t made of stone.
Afterward, Song Song drew a large basin of bathwater, submerged herself entirely, closed her eyes, and let the hot water soothe her aches.
In a daze, she vaguely remembered she seemed to have forgotten something important.
...
Because she was too exhausted from the torment yesterday, Song Song woke up late the next day, woken by Qiao Yu at nearly ten o’clock.
She went downstairs, found something random to eat, and felt a bit bored when she suddenly remembered that culprit phone from last night.
Phone?
Last night she seemed to be holding the phone when explaining to him, but then got so busy escaping she left it in his room.
Thinking of this, Song Song immediately went to Xiao Jinghuai’s door again, knowing he must have gone to the company by now.
Standing in front of his door, even without opening it, her mind involuntarily recalled everything that happened yesterday...
They had done such a shameful thing; how would she face him in the future?
Last night was supposed to be a quarrel, but it inexplicably...
Song Song wasn’t aware at this time that her cheeks were as red as ripe plums.
At this moment, Qiao Yu happened to come upstairs and saw her at once, "Song Song, what are you looking at?"
Hearing the voice, Song Song reflexively jumped to the side, "Oh, nothing. Qiao Yu, I’m free today, if you need any help feel free to ask."
Qiao Yu’s smiling eyes swept over Song Song, "Then can I trouble you to take care of Grandpa Xiao’s lunch and dinner today? I do have something to handle!"
"Um, no problem, you go ahead!"
Qiao Yu nodded with a smile, walked a few steps forward, and took Song Song’s hand, "I’m going to help Brother Jinghuai later, feeling so nervous! Do you think I’ll succeed?"
Hearing this, Song Song remembered that today Xiao Jinghuai was taking Qiao Yu along to handle a tricky matter.
"...Hmm, you’ll be fine, so I’ll head downstairs now."
For some reason, every time she faced Qiao Yu, she felt something strange, but couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was.
She thought it must be that inevitable touch of jealousy every girl has!
After all, Qiao Yu seemed truly perfect.
Nearing lunchtime, Xing Quan came to the old house to personally escort Qiao Yu to Xiao Group.
Upon arriving at Xiao Jinghuai’s office and seeing him in a small meeting with several senior executives, she waited quietly until his meeting ended.
She also noticed the phone on his desk, a white phone, which seemed to be the one Song Song was holding yesterday.
Why did he have Song Song’s phone?
After simply wrapping up the meeting, Xiao Jinghuai said to Qiao Yu, "I’ve scheduled a meeting with Mr. Di for two o’clock, there’s one hour left, you can prepare yourself."
Qiao Yu was scornful of Mr. Di’s harsh conditions in her heart but feigned nervousness, "Brother Jinghuai, if I don’t succeed, you won’t blame me, right?"
"No, I won’t."
"But what if I succeed? Will you reward me?"
Qiao Yu immediately asked again.