The man grabbed her waist with one hand and wrapped his other hand around her knees. He picked her up and walked upstairs.
âBrother Shiting!â Yuan Junkun yelled. He wanted to follow him, but he was stopped by Old Yuan.
âForget it.â Old Yuan sighed. âYou canât stop him.â
âItâs all that womanâs fault!â Yuan Junkun clenched his fist.
âEven if it werenât for that woman, he wouldnât have been here forever.â Old Yuan sounded melancholic. âWeâre not from the same world as him.â
âHow is it not the same world? Brother Shiting treated me very well before that woman showed up,â Yuan Junkun argued.
Old Yuan knocked his head and glared at him. âYou brat. Can you compare to that woman?â
âDidnât Brother Shiting forget herâ¦â Yuan Junkun mumbled.
âSo what if he forgotâ¦â Old Yuan snorted. âFor him, half a day with that woman is equivalent to three years of knowing us.â
â¦
Ji Shiting carried the woman back to his room.
The manâs embrace was firm and burning. Ye Shengge felt her body heating up. She hugged his neck and couldnât help smiling.
Fortunately, he was still here. He hadnât lied to her.
She didnât want to be separated from him at all from now on, in case the man disappeared.
However, she couldnât smile anymore after Ji Shiting put her on the bed because she saw the manâs cold and austere face.
She immediately stopped smiling and said, âWhatâs wrong, Shiting?â
âWho asked you to come here? Didnât I say Iâll look for you tomorrow morning?â he said coldly.
âYou didnât pick up my callsâ¦â Ye Shengge complained. âI called you several times.â
However, Ji Shiting didnât look any better.
âEven if I didnât pick up the phone, do you really need to come here so late at night?â He grabbed the womanâs hands.
Her hands were still cold, and she didnât know how long they had been frozen in the cold wind.
âNo.â Ye Shengge looked at him and said firmly. âI canât wait a minute. Iâm afraid that youâll disappear again if Iâm careless.â
Ji Shiting was stunned, and his heart softened.
However, the manâs anger rose again when he saw what she was wearing.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âItâs fine if you came, but donât you know how to wear more clothes?â He said sternly. âAre you an idiot?â
That woman was wearing a dress that exposed her arms and legs in the middle of the night. He didnât know what she was thinking.
âWhy have I fallen for such a dumb woman?â
Ye Shengge blinked and asked, âDoesnât it look good? I bought it specially because Iâm coming to see you.â
The man looked at her seriously.
Compared to how she dressed in the day, she looked more feminine in the red dress, butâ¦
âYouâre so ugly,â he said coldly. âDonât think Iâll get intimate with you just because youâre dressed like this.â
Ye Shengge wasnât affected at all. She smiled and buried her face in his chest. âShiting, do you feel sorry for me?â
The man let go of her hand, grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away. He took a step back and said, âYouâre overthinking. Iâm afraid youâll blame me if anything happens to you.â