Chapter 6: His Humiliation
"I'll leave first. Tang Shi picked up the bag and was about to leave, Zhao Yiming tightened his palm and finally let go, he looked at her and said calmly: "Leave after treating the wound." ”
"You know, I say yes. ”
Tang Shi looked at him angrily, and the fire that had accumulated in his stomach finally couldn't help but erupt, "Zhao Yiming, why do you influence me, you don't have to worry about it." ”
Zhao Yiming suddenly hugged her, Wen Xiang Nephrite was in his arms, his tall body was shocked, and he explained softly: "Xiao Shi, you know, I didn't mean that." ”
"You let go of me......"
Now Tang Shi is like a rabbit that has been provoked, and all the anger and grievances are written on his face.
"Looks like I'm not here at the right time?" the sound of leather shoes approached, and a long figure appeared in the doorway, and a cold and piercing voice sounded.
Hearing this voice, Tang Shi froze all over.
And Zhao Yiming, of course, also saw the figure at the door, the big palm on his waist tightened, and his tone was cold, "Ah Ci, why are you here?"
Song Ci raised the document bag in his hand, looked at his clenched palm with interest, and his eyes were cold.
He reluctantly let go of the girl and said calmly, "I'll see you in the study later." ”
As soon as his hand was loosened, Tang Shi ran out in embarrassment, and was stopped by Song Yi as soon as he walked out of the door, his tone was as cold as a machine, "Miss Tang, please." ”
"Get out of the way. ”
"Don't let me use brute force, I'm not as gentle as my husband. ”
"Gentle?" Tang Shi sneered, and still got into the car, she didn't know what Song Ci wanted to do, but it would definitely not be a good thing.
...... in the study
As soon as Zhao Yiming stepped in, a gust of fist wind struck him quickly, and each punch carried a lethal force.
Within two or three clicks, Zhao Yiming's handsome face was colored.
The other man's handsome face was as usual, he loosened the buttons of his shirt, elegantly rolled up his sleeves, and said in a cold voice: "You are still so weak, you can't even take my three moves." ”
Zhao Yiming clutched his chest and coughed twice, he couldn't understand the meaning of those words, he looked at him firmly, "Not now, it doesn't mean that it won't work in the future." ”
"You pinched the wound on her neck. ”
Song Ci smiled disapprerovingly, threw away his coat casually, leaned lazily on the sofa and sneered: "Compared to the harm she did to my mother, this is nothing." ”
"Song Ci, you know that I ......"
"Like her?" Song Ci took out a cigarette and smoked it, his eyes were full of coldness, and his tone was cold and piercing, "I said that as long as my mother can wake up, I will let her go, otherwise I will torture her for the rest of my life." ”
"You know it's impossible, Aunt Song, she ......"
Song Ci extinguished the cigarette with his bare hands and threw it into the ashtray, his face full of anger, "So, if you still treat me as a brother, don't go near her." ”
"Otherwise, you know, I won't do anything to you, but she, I'm not sure......"
Every word is so cold, Zhao Yiming understands his temperament, and he has a lost look in his eyes, and the person who wants Song Ci to nod in this world has not yet appeared except for Di Meng'er who is lying on the hospital bed.
"Alright, let's get down to business. ”
Song Ci picked up the document bag and threw it to him.
When Zhao Yiming took it and opened it and saw the contents inside, his eyes widened, and Mu Ne said, "It's the land in Pingxi." ”
Song Ci replied to him lightly, "Hmm." ”
"Isn't it your birthday next month, I may have to go on a business trip, so this should be a birthday gift for you. ”
He said it very lightly, and for Zhao Yiming, this is a hot potato, no matter what, he has to take it, and taking it means that he will not be able to interfere in Tang Shi's affairs, and if he doesn't take it, he will ignore the brotherhood, and his father's side......
He clenched the document bag tightly and thanked him with a dark eye: "Thank you." ”
Song Ci's cold eyes were like ten thousand years of ice, he didn't speak, took out another cigarette and lit it, and took a sharp puff.
The smoke was filled, and the unique face of the lining became more and more deep and handsome, and the gestures were indescribably elegant.
Zhao Yiming coughed twice, Song Ci raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and casually snuffed out the cigarette.
Glancing at the phone, the time is almost up, and people should be in a hurry if they don't go down.
Picked up his coat and turned around and walked away.
After Song Ci left, Zhao Yiming dialed a number, "Dad, I got the land in Pingxi, it's Ah ......"
Song Ci got into the car with a long leg, Song Yi quickly slipped away when he saw this, and there were only two of them left in the car, so quiet that he could even hear the sound of breathing.
And Tang Shi's eyes were full of defensiveness the moment he saw him, Song Ci looked at the small movements with contempt and smiled disdainfully, if he wanted to do her, it would be a matter of minutes.
"Song Ci, what do you want to do?"
She looked at the handsome man in front of her with her eyes on guard, her hands were on guard, her body was even tighter, and she didn't dare to relax for a moment.
Song Ci ignored her and pressed forward step by step, those cold eyes never wavered, he retreated step by step as soon as he got close to her, but the space was so small, and finally stopped at a distance of an inch from her.
Tang Shi felt that her breathing had stopped, and her palms were overflowing with dense sweat, she didn't think that Song Ci was teasing her.
Song Ci looked at her delicate and fair little face, and felt irritable for no reason, and he unbuttoned the shirt with his hands.
Tang Shi's face turned white with fright because of his action, what did he want to do......
She didn't care about the motive of the man in front of her, and tried to push him away to escape, but suddenly she tripped over something under her feet, and she fell straight on top of him.
Looking at each other, she forgot her movements and just blinked at him, and she could even smell the faint smell of tobacco on his body and the textured abs in his shirt.
And she could clearly see his Adam's apple moving.
After only five seconds of staring at each other, Tang Shi pushed him violently, but the arms around his waist tightened more and more, and his eyes revealed signs of danger.
"Song Ci, you ......"
In the next second, their lips met, Tang Shi's face turned red with shame, and the signal of danger in Song Ci's eyes became deeper and deeper.
And she could feel the clamor of his body, even if she hadn't eaten pork, she had seen a pig run, that was ......
Song Ci looked at her blushing face, pulled her closer, hooked her chin, and mocked in a deep voice: "Presumably Miss Tang is serious when she seduces all men, right?"
Tang Shi felt that his heart was suddenly stabbed severely, his little face turned pale, and his fists were clenched tightly, and when he looked at it, only the cold eyes of indifference were like ten thousand years of cold ice that could not be dissolved, as if everything was just her illusion.
"It's a pity, I'm not interested in you. ”
This word undoubtedly dealt a fatal blow to Tang Shi again, she approached him with her hand, her eyes were dim, and her pale lips couldn't stop trembling, "Do you have to humiliate me like this?"
"Humiliation, isn't Miss Tang just giving money?
The cold sentences are aggressive and cool to the heart.
Song Ci got closer, and the warm breath scattered in his ears, "Otherwise, I'm happy if you serve me for one night......"
Tang Shi was so angry that his whole body was trembling, biting his lip and looking at him was like looking at a devil, no, the devil was better than him, and his hand was about to fall on his blessed handsome face.
The cold voice fell again, "If this slap falls, the south and west districts of the city may be razed to the ground tomorrow." ”
She took it back stiffly, her thin lips pursed into a line, gritted her teeth and spit out two words, "despicable".
For the first time, she met his dark and cold gaze, bit her lip and said word by word: "What do you want to do? If you want to humiliate me, then your purpose has been achieved, Mr. Song, please respect yourself." ”
"Self-respect, I just threw my arms on Zhao Yiming, and now I am here to become self-respect. ”
Song Ci straightened up half of his body, his eyes narrowed slightly, but the big palms did not move half a minute away from her, and the thick vinegar in his tone was not even noticed by himself.