Chapter 57: Lover (Part 20)

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Chapter 57: Lover (Part 20)

Song Cheng raised his head, just as she wished.

Su Kui grew somewhat impatient. "Song Cheng! Get up!"

"Heh, why stop pretending? Are you getting impatient?"

"Think whatever you want! Just get up!"

She completely failed to understand what madness had seized the man. This was the exact opposite of what she had expected. Playing the fragile, innocent card—before a man as mercurial and unpredictable as Song Cheng, it was all utter bullshit!

The moment she moved her body, a soul-crushing pain shot through her shoulder. Crimson blood slowly trickled down, staining the snow-white sheets beneath her.

Completely ignoring her words, Song Cheng leaned down until their noses touched. Su Kui had no way to avoid locking gazes with him. A massive storm was brewing in his eyes, fierce enough to tear her to pieces.

In a voice both soft and intensely focused, he asked, "Come on, tell me, what is it that you actually want?"

"I want you!" Gazing into his eyes, Su Kui blurted out uncontrollably.

Those were the words from the deepest depths of her heart.

Song Cheng slowly curved his lips into a smile, a smile that was ice-cold and bloodthirsty. "Did I not tell you never to play clever little tricks in front of me again—especially not when using yourself as the bait?"

Her injury caused him an equivalent agony deep within. It was an inexplicable emotion, one that was beginning to take total command of his consciousness.

Song Cheng knew very well that this was extremely detrimental to him. Standing at the pinnacle of society, he needed to maintain a clear head at all times, because countless venomous snakes were lurking in dark corners, waiting to strike!

Yet he could not break free. This inexplicable emotion was as addictive as heroin, clouding his mind and losing his judgment.

When he first heard her cry out in pain, before his brain had even fully registered it, his body had already rushed toward her.

It was only when his reason gradually returned, as he looked at her slightly evasive gaze, that it dawned on him—

His entire office was fitted with coated glass. From inside, one could clearly see everything outside, but the interior remained completely invisible from the outside.

Under such circumstances, how on earth could she have managed to collide with the assistant carrying coffee?

Heaven knows, seeing the large blisters scalding her wrist, followed by her innocent expression, the anger in his heart had surged instantly.

(End of this chapter)