Chapter 164: Chapter 157: The Sky as a Quilt, the Snow as a Bed
Su Xiaomeng raised her eyebrows, a bit at a loss for a moment—what was he suddenly saying this for?
"Speak quietly, no one can see us..."
"Yin Shixiu..."
Su Xiaomeng felt her heart race, "Yin Shixiu, are you serious?"
But he had already lowered his head, and Su Xiaomeng’s face flushed bright red. She pushed him, "No, don’t mess around... Get up, you’ll freeze!"
"Move around and you won’t be cold."
"Yin Shixiu! What kind of talk is that! I’m not doing it, not doing it, not doing it!"
Su Xiaomeng struggled.
"Shh, keep your voice down..."
Su Xiaomeng felt like dying!
She shut her eyes, feeling a sense of desperate abandon.
"It really will get cold..."
"Moving around really won’t make you cold..."
Yin Shixiu pulled Su Xiaomeng’s hand into his clothes, letting it touch his skin...
It was burning hot.
Su Xiaomeng’s hand recoiled slightly.
She thought, there probably isn’t anything in this world that this man wouldn’t dare to do.
The blue sky as a blanket, white snow as a bed, rows of apple trees standing as a shield of shame.
At the moment of imminent action, Yin Shixiu’s phone rang at the worst possible time.
"Answer... answer the phone..."
Su Xiaomeng pushed him away. Yin Shixiu didn’t lift his head, just fished out his phone from his pocket and handed it to her to answer...
Su Xiaomeng glanced at it, an unmarked number...
"Hello..."
"Is this... Young Madam?"
"Is Fourth Young Master next to you? Could you have Fourth Young Master take the call?"
"Oh..."
Su Xiaomeng gave Yin Shixiu a nudge, "Answer the phone."
Yin Shixiu lifted his head, his face full of unsatisfied desire, making Su Xiaomeng really want to crawl into a hole.
Were they... a bit shameless?
Just like this...
Yin Shixiu took the phone, seeing Su Xiaomeng trying to tidy her clothes, but he didn’t plan on stopping, his large hand encircled her waist, gently touching her ticklish spot.
Su Xiaomeng hurriedly covered her face, her body twisted continuously.
Her hair was in disarray.
"What’s the matter, speak."
Su Xiaomeng was being tickled into a mess, while he calmly took the call.
"Fourth Young Master, the babies are crying really hard..."
Yin Shixiu’s hand paused.
"Madam wants you to come back..."
"What’s wrong?"
Su Xiaomeng noticed Yin Shixiu’s slight change in expression and quickly asked.
He took a deep breath, "Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, he said, "Since we’re both not there, Shuangshuang and Huang Huang are a bit fussy."
"Then hurry over."
"On..."
He didn’t even have time to say "on", Su Xiaomeng seriously said, "Don’t think about anything else now, we’ll keep in touch by phone."
"..." Yin Shixiu glanced at her.
He pulled her up from the ground, picked up the coat that was just laid on the snow, took the scarf hanging from the tree branch, and wrapped it around Su Xiaomeng’s neck, "Don’t wander around, okay?"
"Don’t worry."
"Then I’ll go first."
"Alright."
Su Xiaomeng responded, but Yin Shixiu was still focused on helping her adjust her clothes.
She gave him a push, "I can do it myself."
Yin Shixiu felt a little conflicted in his heart, but Su Xiaomeng pushed him twice.
Taking care of the two children was more important, with this thought, Yin Shixiu jogged back.
Su Xiaomeng tidied up her slightly messy clothes, glanced at the large patch of snow that had sunken down, and blushed...
If that call hadn’t come, they...
Yin Shixiu was truly dangerous.
Watching the direction Yin Shixiu left, she sighed gently, feeling somewhat lost inside.
Walking along the small path, she pondered...
When would Yin’s mom truly accept her?
Forget it, she’ll go to Grandpa Bai’s place, maybe he’s already back up the mountain!
With this thought, she walked towards Yijing Manor along the only main road that wasn’t too far.
After returning to the Yin Family villa, Yin Shixiu called Su Xiaomeng to tell her not to worry about the babies.
"The mountain road is quite slippery, be careful."
"Yes, okay."
Though the road was wide, it wasn’t paved with cement, and with snow, the road became slippery.
When Yin Shixiu drove up, he was basically crawling, extremely cautious.
Su Xiaomeng hung up the phone and smiled with relief.
No matter what, she believed everything would slowly get better...
As the mountain road turned a corner, she hadn’t had a chance to turn when she heard the sound of a car approaching from the opposite bend...
Su Xiaomeng instinctively moved to the side, but her foot slipped, she didn’t stand steady, and when she finally managed to stand again, the car from the opposite bend was already upon her!
The car was speeding.
Su Xiaomeng, still standing in the middle of the road, was stunned by the sudden flash of headlights...
With a sharp screech of brakes, a silver Ferrari came to a halt in front of Xiaomeng, its headlights illuminating her legs, leaving a deep and long tire mark on the ground.
Su Xiaomeng sat on the ground, her back soaked in cold sweat.
Her arms, supporting her on the snowy ground, were numb, almost unable to hold up her body...
Fortunately... fortunately she had taken a few steps back or else... she wouldn’t have just fallen, she would have been hit and sent flying by the car...
She looked at the spot where she had been standing, where now there was only a terrifying tire mark.
Mountain, mountain road... how, how can someone drive so recklessly?
A man in his early thirties got out of the car, immediately followed by a young woman with stylish short hair.
The young woman said to the car, "Chaochao, stay inside, don’t come out."
After speaking, she walked up to Su Xiaomeng, glanced at her, and seeing she seemed unharmed except for two tears in her black down coat where down feathers were leaking out.
"Little girl, are you alright?"
Su Xiaomeng swallowed and glared at them as she demanded, "This is a mountain road! How can you drive so fast?!"
She had already started to avoid them upon hearing the car, but she couldn’t manage it in time!
How fast must the man have been driving?
"Little girl, why are you so fierce?"
Zhu Lan frowned, "There’s only one roadway here, and pedestrians should walk on the sides. You’re walking in the middle and blaming us?"
Su Xiaomeng’s face turned extremely ugly.
"If you’re not hurt, just get up."
Su Xiaomeng’s legs were limp, she didn’t have the strength to stand.
Yin Bowen from the other side saw that Su Xiaomeng hadn’t actually been hit and breathed a sigh of relief. Checking the time, he was a little impatient.
"Lanlan, let’s get in the car, we’re running out of time."
Su Xiaomeng, hearing the man say this, was speechless beyond words!
"Sir, I was hit by your car!"
"Hit?"
Zhu Lan arched her eyebrows at this, then seemed to understand.
"Haha... really? At such a young age, you’re already learning to stage accidents?"
Su Xiaomeng, enraged, felt a rush of anger through her limbs, pushing herself up from the snow, "Staging an accident? Your husband is the driver, he knows that if I hadn’t backed up and fallen over, where would I be hit and sent flying now!"
"If she hadn’t backed up and fallen..."
Zhu Lan repeated this with a smirk, "Isn’t that just not getting hit after all? Sorry, little girl, we’re in a hurry."
Su Xiaomeng was so angry she could hardly speak. Even if she hadn’t been hit but almost was, this shouldn’t be their attitude, should it?
What if she had been hit?
Wouldn’t that be a life lost?
She narrowed her eyes, "In a hurry?"
She looked around and right where they were at the bend, next to a streetlight, there was a surveillance camera.
She pointed at the camera, "I’m calling the police. Anyway, there’s surveillance here, hit or not, staged or not, we’ll see at the police station!"
Zhu Lan seemed surprised that this little girl was so persistent.
She took a breath, asked her son in the car for her bag, took out a small stack of cash from her wallet, and tossed it on Su Xiaomeng, "Isn’t this what you want? Can we leave now?"
Su Xiaomeng watched a dozen banknotes fall to the ground...
Just at this moment...
A car horn sounded from behind the silver Ferrari.
Bai Zhengxiang got out of the car to see what was happening, "What’s going on?"
Su Xiaomeng, seeing someone approaching, immediately turned to Bai Zhengxiang, urgently, "Uncle, they hit me with their car! They—"
Before she finished speaking, she heard Yin Bowen say eagerly, "Uncle Zhengxiang!"
Bai Zhengxiang saw the person standing there was Yin Bowen, paused for a moment, then said, "I remember you are Shi Qing’s son..."
He spoke with some uncertainty.
Yin Bowen quickly nodded, "Yes! Uncle Zhengxiang, you still remember me."
Bai Zhengxiang smiled politely and instead of just exchanging pleasantries, gestured to the present situation and asked, "What happened here?"
"Sorry to make you see this, Uncle Zhengxiang, we ran into someone staging an accident halfway, it’s quite unlucky."
The person speaking was Zhu Lan. She glanced at Su Xiaomeng, "So, are you leaving or is the money not enough?"
Su Xiaomeng took a deep breath, "Why do people who look so decent and well-dressed end up doing such disgusting things..."
"Little girl, who are you talking about?"
Zhu Lan couldn’t stand being looked down upon by a little girl she thought was staging an accident.
"Whoever responds, that’s who I’m talking about!"
Su Xiaomeng knew the Ferrari owners weren’t reasonable people, so she placed her hopes on the elder who arrived later, "Uncle, they really hit me with their car!"
Bai Zhengxiang finally looked at Su Xiaomeng intently, saw she wasn’t injured and was full of vigor, and still believed Yin Bowen and Zhu Lan’s words.
He didn’t respond to Su Xiaomeng but looked at Yin Bowen, speaking calmly, "Don’t make things too hard for the little girl. At this age, it’s not like she willingly comes out to deceive people."
Su Xiaomeng was dumbfounded upon hearing this and hurriedly explained, "I’m not lying, this mountain road is so slippery, and they drove so recklessly around the corner, if I hadn’t moved back quickly—"
She was cut off before finishing by Bai Zhengxiang’s slightly impatient expression and lifted hand, and he said, "Little girl, there’s a child in that car and an elderly man in mine, we’re all in a hurry, so take this money and let’s not fuss."
"Is this about the money?!"