Chapter 331: Chapter 331: Ominous Premonition
She thought he would say something, but he said nothing, just changed into slippers with a blank face, then walked into the house, as if he hadn’t seen or heard anything...
But Song Song vaguely felt that he must have heard everything, and definitely saw the scene just now. The calmer some people are, the more it means there is something going on, like him... So it would be better for her to take the initiative to explain clearly later.
After dinner, Song Song came to Xiao Jinghuai’s door, taking a deep breath for a while before having the courage to knock...
"Knock knock knock!"
There was no response, as if he wasn’t inside, but she was sure he returned to his room after dinner.
"Knock knock knock!"
Song Song knocked three more times!
Still no response, could it be that he really wasn’t in the room?
Just as Song Song was about to give up and turn to leave, the room door suddenly opened, and the man stood there with a gloomy face, asking, "What’s the matter?"
Hearing the voice, Song Song immediately turned around, only to see him wearing pure black pajamas, his chest exposed in a large expanse of spring light, having just finished bathing with his hair still dripping wet...
Water dripped down, winding over the strong contours of his chest, inexplicably sexy.
"...I, I have something to tell you."
As soon as she spoke, Song Song realized she was stuttering!
Why was she stuttering? She hadn’t done anything wrong to him, did she need to feel this weak?
Song Song just wanted to stand outside and didn’t want to enter his room, but he seemed to see right through her thoughts and quickly pulled her in——
Wow, what she feared came true.
But fortunately, this time she wasn’t pathetically pinned against the door, but Song Song had learned to be smart, staying far from the door.
Domineering CEOs have a characteristic: they like to corner you!
Xiao Jinghuai took a cigarette to the window and opened it, saying seductively, "Speak."
Looking at his back, Song Song’s mind was filled with images of him half-dressed, holding a cigarette in one hand, looking incredibly dashing. Her nose felt warm, and her mind was a little dizzy, like she was bewitched and wanted to rush over and push him down...
Isn’t it said that fights at the head of the bed end at its foot?
If only she was a bit braver, she might have really done it, but right now she was still a bit timid, not daring.
"I wanted to come over to talk to you about today’s events. Today, I went to the hospital to see if I could recover my memory sooner. On my way back, I ran into Uncle, and then we..."
The man suddenly turned around, his face cold and sharp, "Then he bought you a phone, and drove you back, and you accepted it all, didn’t you?"
"Right..."
"Oh, no, that’s not it."
Song Song quickly explained, "I did accept the phone, but it was like borrowing money from Uncle to buy it, not taking it for free."
"Ha!"
The man suddenly laughed lightly, "Before, if you talked to me like this, I would always believe you, but now..."
Song Song stared at him in confusion, but what about now? Now, does he not believe her anymore?
Xiao Jinghuai came up to Song Song, reached out to pinch her jaw, "Now I just feel you’re fake, with such an expression, such a tone, exactly how many men have you deceived?"
"Is my uncle one of them, huh?"
Song Song decided to come over to talk to him properly, not wanting the misunderstanding to deepen.
But unexpectedly, things went contrary to her wishes.
"Xiao Jinghuai, I came over to explain to you, please stop your wild guesses. Anyway, what I said just now is the truth, believe it or not, I’m leaving..."
Song Song didn’t want to stay in the same space with him anymore, or she’d die from anger or suffocate from the tension.
Just one step out, she was pulled back fiercely by the man behind her.
Song Song said unhappily, "What do you want exactly!"
Xiao Jinghuai’s expression was as if he wanted to swallow her whole, frightening Song Song to shudder slightly. She told herself not to be afraid, having reason means there’s nothing to fear anywhere.
"You think you can come and go from my room at will?"
Song Song almost choked on a mouthful of blood, "Why not! It’s just an ordinary room, not the Imperial Palace, what’s the big deal, I’m leaving!"
She had just spoken nicely to him, yet he still mocked her. Now, there was no need for her to extend her kindness any further.
Xiao Jinghuai, seeing her about to leave again, reached out to hold her once more, threatening, "Stay here properly, or face the consequences!"
"You..."
Faced with this man, Song Song found herself at a loss for words, he seemed impervious to both soft and hard tactics.
She watched as he took out a card from his wallet, coldly walked out of the room, and Song Song quickly ran over, reached out to open the door but couldn’t...
"Bastard! He actually locked the door from the outside."
Helpless, she could only wait for him to return and open the door so she could leave.
But, where was he going?
...
Xiao Jinghuai holding a card, walked to a certain guest room, raised his hand to knock on the door, and went in.
As soon as he entered, he tossed the card onto the table, not caring what situation was inside, about to leave...
Xiao Jiuru anticipated he would come, smiled, "Nephew, is there any need to be so clear about it? It’s just a phone."
Xiao Jinghuai turned around expressionless, "I think it’s better to keep things clear, have an early rest!"
"Are we still that clear with each other?"
Xiao Jiuru’s question was loaded with meaning.
Xiao Jinghuai turned around, his brows slightly furrowed, "What do you mean by that?"
"I know Qiao Yu used to be with you... We’re all men, some things don’t need to be spoken, but she’s now my fiancée, and that relationship is already unclear..."
"Oh, right! I wonder if Song Song knows about your past with Qiao Yu..."
"I guess that silly girl definitely doesn’t know."
"What do you think would happen if she found out?"
Xiao Jinghuai wouldn’t be threatened by such matters, "There’s nothing unspeakable between Qiao Yu and me, Uncle doesn’t believe me, you can directly ask Qiao Yu, she knows best."
"Yes, perhaps that’s indeed the fact." Xiao Jiuru said with insinuation, "But women don’t think like that, their imagination is incredible, especially girls like Song Song, insecure, fragile, she’s surely inclined to think the worst."
Xiao Jinghuai seemed to have his scales touched, his eyes turned cold, "She’s mine, you better stay away from her!"
"Yours?"
"Have you slept with her?"
"If you haven’t slept with her, then she doesn’t count as yours..."
Xiao Jinghuai didn’t expect him to know something so private. If someone hadn’t told him, how could he possibly know...
He immediately left, slamming the door hard.
Xiao Jiuru knew he must have sparked a misunderstanding, couldn’t help but smile satisfactorily, walked to the table and picked up the card, then took out a lighter from his pocket, and directly set it on fire.
Watching the smoke billow, he laughed wantonly and arrogantly.
Song Song was nearly asleep waiting in the room, groggy when she heard a loud door closing sound, she immediately woke up.
She saw the man walking swiftly towards her.
Suddenly a foreboding feeling crawled up her heart.