CHAPTER 231: CHAPTER 229: DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING? HM?

Shi Su was forced into the embrace, an unusual and undeniable warmth.

She neither resisted nor struggled. Although she didn’t regret it, she truly didn’t know what to do next.

The man in front of her apparently didn’t give her the opportunity to think, almost taking all her breath away, one hand holding her waist captive, the other grasping the nape of her neck, pressing her forehead against his, not letting her go, leaving her no room for regret, his dark eyes looking at her in the dimly lit car interior, seeing into her exceedingly clear and brave yet slightly nervous gaze.

Though she hadn’t had that kind of drink, perhaps due to the atmosphere or the few drinks she had earlier, she wasn’t drunk, but under his intense gaze in the dark, her body temperature gradually rose together with it.

The man suddenly made a barely perceptible short chuckle from his chest, low and sensual, at this moment Shi Su, just like her name... felt utterly inexplicably revived.

Revived to the point that she suddenly softened amidst her tension, caught off guard when the man pulled her closer again, she instinctively raised her hand to brace herself, yet amidst the chaos, her hand barely supported his shoulder, her body completely fell into his embrace.

Jing Jihan didn’t seem to be in a hurry, not worried about Zhou He returning at any moment, as her falling posture onto his shoulder allowed him to conveniently leave a kiss on her neck.

Shi Su couldn’t help but tremble all over, their body temperatures hotter than a second ago.

"Shi Su." The man at this moment was exceedingly inconsiderate, the force of his hand on her waist was not gentle at all, heavily gripping her waist while he spoke, his voice deep and resonant as an ancient bell, words striking her ear one by one, a tone even somewhat unfamiliar and vicious, yet hoarse to an extreme: "Do you know what you’re doing? Hmm?"

The tone at the end was like an intense warning, yet more like a mind-bending melody, making Shi Su’s inherent absence of resistance utterly transform into gentle waters.

Almost instinctively, she suddenly gripped the fabric on the man’s shoulder, sitting in his arms, on his lap, lowering her head, facing him in the darkness.

Looking at the man’s face so close in front of her, she had a moment of distraction.

Just in this moment of distraction, Jing Jihan no longer gave her any chance or space for regret.

...

Zhou He’s pack of cigarettes was bought long enough ago; he still hadn’t returned.

Inside the car.

Kisses exchanged at the neck.

Heavy breathing that made faces flush and hearts race.

No one had plans to let go of each other.

...

Her shoulder suddenly felt cold, even though the car’s air conditioner was warm enough, Shi Su still shivered unexpectedly.

Jing Jihan’s arm around her had a burning temperature, and an irresistible strength.

The jacket and the loose soft sweater collar were pushed down to her waist.

Her face flushed, heart heated, her clear eyes gazing at him, lashes long and thick like feathers, like fallen leaves, casting a trembling shadow from the distant streetlights outside the car window.

Jing Jihan indeed intended not to let her go, but Shi Su defiantly raised her hand completely unafraid to wrap around his neck.

The unique fragrance of a woman lingered around her nose; she lowered her head, whispering in his ear, "Can the air conditioner be turned up a bit more? It’s a bit cold."

It was a very light, murmuring voice.

The car’s middle backseat had a spare remote lock, the man held her with one hand, turning his head to kiss her repeatedly, while the other hand adjusted the car’s temperature higher.

Nearby, two streetlamps were broken, only the distant streetlights barely provided some light, the car interior was very dark, almost pitch black, no one spoke any further.

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In the past, Shi Su never thought she would do such a thing in the car twice in a row...

From the day Xv Yaru murdered her mother and married into the Shi Family, Shi Su, barely a year old and just beginning to babble, had no idea what her future life would face.

For more than ten years, living in her own home less valued than a servant, servants at least had fixed rooms for rest, she only had the damp attic at the Shi Family’s rooftop to sleep in, damp in summer, cold in winter, ten years spent sleeping in that room clutching her mother’s photo and relics.

At fifteen, she had already grown into a graceful young lady, her height nearly 164cm capable of barely fitting into her mother’s clothes from when she was alive.

At her first national dance competition, she wore her mother’s dance costume.

Participating in her first international competition, on the way there, she wore her mother’s clothes as well.

Xv Yaru couldn’t tolerate it, hitting her, scolding her, repeatedly throwing away the password suitcase containing her mother’s relics, only for her to find it each time.

In order to play the role of a good mother in front of Shi Lingkang, Xv Yaru couldn’t go too far in the Shi Family, at least she acted, noticing Shi Su’s obsession with her mother’s relics, later she stopped throwing it away, instead actively helped hang the photos and put the clothes piece by piece into the wardrobe, Shi Lingkang praised Xv Yaru’s generosity, but Shi Su just sat at the corner of the bed looking coldly at everything.

She was too young, she had no ability to struggle and resist, she could only watch quietly.

Shi Yunyin as a child was the same as now, appearing extremely obedient and lovable, she naively believed this sister had no intent to harm her, the two grew up together, but no matter what, ultimately Shi Lingkang’s blows only landed on her face, even if Shi Yunyin hurt small animals, faked her education, secretly dated early, it was never wrong, even if Shi Yunyin secretly loved her sister’s childhood friend Yi City brother, even if, ultimately Shi Su nearly died at the hands of Xv Yaru and Shi Yunyin, her father never gave her the slightest bit of compassion, let alone father-daughter affection, there was no mercy at all.

Five years ago, that chaotic and confusing night.

She couldn’t clearly remember what she did back then.

She only remembered the car was as spacious as this Bentley, seats genuine leather, touching it was costly.

In the dark, she couldn’t see the man’s face, only faintly hearing a voice that was somewhat weak, even distressed, the man had a faint smell of alcohol, he seemed very weak and haggard, seemingly pressing his stomach, as if in discomfort.

At that moment, she wondered if this person had a severe stomach illness, made worse by drinking? He seemed genuinely unwell, even his breathing was filled with barely concealed pain, warning her to get out of the car, his strained voice deep and tense, at that time seemingly waiting for someone to buy medicine back, or waiting for something, she didn’t know, couldn’t remember clearly.

She only felt at that time that someone was there to save her, temporarily he lacked the strength to drive her out, allowing her a place to hide in the car.

But later...

She couldn’t restrain herself, control herself, back then she...

In the car, she stared at the man filled with displeasure and coldness in the dark, turned and pinned him——