Who asked you to come back and throw your life away?

Yu Jin was still lingering in lingering fear, her entire body trembling violently. All the bravado she had mustered earlier vanished the moment she escaped the jaws of death. The revolver clutched in her hand felt scorching hot.

She hadn't dared to pull the trigger. Even when she watched that bald man roar and charge toward Dongfang She, she still hadn't dared to shoot—that was a human life!

A sharp, stabbing pain tore through her mind, weaving chaotic flashes of memory together with the bloody scene she had just witnessed. Yu Jin felt as though a curtain of crimson blood had dropped before her eyes, painting everything a vivid, violent red.

"Still holding the gun? Aren't you afraid it might go off?"

Dongfang She walked over, gently taking the revolver from her trembling fingers. He picked up a fresh towel and began to wipe her face, his dark eyes brimming with tenderness and heartache.

"You really are an idiot. Who asked you to come back and throw your life away? So full of unrequited delusions!"

Dongfang She flicked her forehead lightly before tossing the towel aside.

"Dongfang She..." She hadn't intentionally come back to throw her life away, nor was she lost in romantic delusions. She had simply been worried about him, terrified that something might happen to him. In that split second, even she had no idea where she found the courage to charge right into a hail of bullets!

Yu Jin's voice was barely a whisper, yet within the quiet, enclosed space of the carriage, Dongfang She heard every single word clearly.

Knowing she was thoroughly terrified, he let out a soft sigh. "I am sorry for dragging you into all of this."

A ringing hum echoed in Yu Jin's mind, and the tightly strung nerves within her finally snapped altogether. Abruptly, she looped her arms around Dongfang She's neck and pressed her flushed lips straight against his!

Her kissing technique was clumsy, a trembling mimicry of his own as she traced the contour of his lips. They were cool yet sweet, instantly sending a surge of desire racing through Dongfang She's veins straight to his core.

Yu Jin had no idea why she was suddenly kissing him; she only knew she desperately needed to chase away the terror lingering in her heart. Her hands slipped inside his shirt, fumbling blindly. Their young bodies pressed tightly against each other, filling the car with heavy, intoxicating gasps.

With a sudden motion, Dongfang She cupped the back of her neck with one hand while his other arm wrapped possessively around her waist, deepening the kiss the moment she tried to back away.

This was a desperate, clinging entanglement born from surviving a brush with death, the faint scent of fresh blood lingering between them. Yu Jin matched his pace, kissing him fiercely!

The man's kisses grew increasingly intense, eventually devolving into a primal, ravenous nibbling. The metallic sweetness of blood only served to ignite the latent violence simmering within them both.

Unbeknownst to them, the partition inside the car had been raised. Up front, Qin Ye hummed a tune while casually whistling, entirely unbothered as he knew precisely what was about to unfold in the back.

In the passenger seat, Xiao Hei, an operative assigned to escort them, wore an expression brimming with gossip. "Brother Qin, are the Boss and that woman back there... you know?"

Qin Ye frowned, watching Xiao Hei's exaggerated winks and grimaces. He let out a sudden chuckle, freed one hand to smack the operative's head, and snapped viciously, "You dare eavesdrop on the master's private business? Be careful or Big Brother Dongfang will castrate you!"

Startled, Xiao Hei instinctively covered his crotch and forced a dry laugh. "Hehe, just curious, purely curious."

In the back seat, Dongfang She wore an expression of mild disheveled distress, though rage—towering, overwhelming rage—dominated his features even more.

"Yu Jin! You're on your period, yet you actually dare to turn me on?!"

Shrinking back in an instant, Yu Jin began to sob with absolute cowardice. "I was just scared..."

"I don't care! You started this fire, so you're going to put it out!" Dongfang She forcefully grabbed her hand and pressed it against his lower body.

Startled out of her wits, Yu Jin tried to yank her hand back, but he had anticipated the movement, locking her fingers firmly in place with a fierce, authoritative glint in his green eyes.

Dropping her head, Yu Jin felt her cheeks burn so intensely they seemed ready to drip blood. Her hand remained forcibly trapped, gripped tightly right there...

His large hand enveloped hers, the palm dusted with thin calluses. Yu Jin felt as though her mind was about to detonate. What on earth was this scorching, surging heat pulsing against her palm?