Volume One, Chapter Ninety-Eight: Shark

Looking at the handsome face drawing ever closer, Song Qingyu’s mind went utterly blank.

The two sets of lips drew nearer and nearer, and just before they were about to meet—

Song Qingyu suddenly came to herself and shoved Pei Jingmo away.

She rose at once, turning her back to him, her face red as she stammered, “I’ll go get you a room.”

Pei Jingmo watched Song Qingyu flee in panic, then looked at the vigorous man in the hot spring and pressed a hand to his forehead.

If he kept bottling things up like this, something would go wrong sooner or later!

Song Qingyu ran so fast that she nearly tripped over the path ahead.

“Mm—Xingzhi, faster, harder—”

At the sudden sound of Sheng Yuru’s voice, she came to a dead stop and looked over in disbelief.

The couple’s private baths all had doors, so one could not see much from the outside, but the voices inside were all the clearer.

She never would have imagined that the passionate pair next door were Chu Xingzhi and Sheng Yuru.

Truly—

impatient beyond measure.

In that instant, Song Qingyu pretended she had heard nothing at all and turned to leave.

After Song Qingyu escorted Pei Jingmo to his room, she was about to go when he caught her arm.

“Tonight, am I sleeping alone?”

Song Qingyu: “…”

Wasn’t that question far too suggestive?

Even at home, didn’t they sleep separately?

“Yes, I need to keep Zhengzheng company.”

Pei Jingmo ground his back teeth. It seemed that in his wife’s heart, her best friend mattered more than he did.

Seeing that his expression had turned rather sour, Song Qingyu suddenly remembered something.

“You won’t sleepwalk at night, will you?”

A faint glint passed through his eyes. Lowering his gaze, Pei Jingmo said, “I don’t know. After all, sleepwalking isn’t something I can control.”

Song Qingyu looked torn. Just as Pei Jingmo thought she might stay with him, she said gravely, “Then should I go ask the waiter for a rope and tie you up?”

He could almost hear his heart shattering.

“No need for that.”

“Being tied up may be uncomfortable, but it would definitely be safe.”

After much persuasion, Pei Jingmo finally managed to dismiss that idea from her head.

Only then did he send Song Qingyu back to her room with great reluctance.

Xie Liuzheng still had not returned. Song Qingyu glanced at her phone; it was already half past eleven.

She sent Xie Liuzheng a message on WeChat: “Zhengzheng, have you found your Prince Charming yet? When are you coming back?”

There was no reply. Song Qingyu thought she might be having too much fun to care, and decided to ask again at midnight.

Two hours earlier.

After Xie Liuzheng went to the bar, she asked the bartender for a drink.

She sat at the counter and finished a cocktail without spotting a single man attractive enough to catch her eye.

Just as she was muttering inwardly that the fortune teller must have been a fraud, the bartender handed her another glass.

“Miss, try our signature True Love’s Kiss. Anyone who drinks it here will have a lovely night.”

Xie Liuzheng raised a brow. “That magical?”

“You can try it.”

Thinking that if she still hadn’t met anyone after this drink, she would simply go back and sleep, Xie Liuzheng drank the rose-petal cocktail.

Then she swept the bar with a bored glance and curled her lip. “I’m out of here.”

She got up to leave, but as soon as she stepped outside, a strange heat and itch surged through her body.

That was no ordinary drunkenness.

Having spent so much time in the entertainment world, Xie Liuzheng immediately realized that she had been drugged.

Damn it!

She was usually so careful, yet this time she had been caught off guard.

Since someone had drugged her, they would surely come looking for her.

Sure enough, hurried footsteps came after her.

Her first instinct was to call Song Qingyu, but the drug was far too powerful. Her hands were shaking so badly that the phone slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground before she could even unlock it.

“Over there.”

The people behind her were closing in. She had no time to pick up the phone and stumbled forward in a desperate run.

She had not gone far before she crashed straight into someone.

The man’s chest was hard, and her face hurt from the impact.

“Sir, please help me—”

“Get lost!”

The man’s icy voice rang above her head. Xie Liuzheng shuddered, yet she clung stubbornly to his arm.

“Help... help me... help me call Song Qingyu... I’ll pay you...”

Shen Zhou had always had little patience and even less compassion, especially when he was in a bad mood.

Running into such a reckless woman only made his anger rise.

Seeing their boss’s expression darken, the bodyguards behind him immediately pulled the woman away.

Shen Zhou adjusted the clothes that Xie Liuzheng had wrinkled, then turned to leave at an unhurried pace.

“It seems to be over there. That damned woman is really hard to find. Once we catch her, I’ll show her what for!”

Hearing the two voices behind him, Shen Zhou somehow turned his head and glanced at the woman lying on the ground, unable to get up.

Useless.

A headstrong, brainless woman like that deserved to die if she got herself killed.

He was just about to leave when one of the bodyguards reminded him, “Boss, could the master’s words this morning have been referring to her?”

Shen Zhou stopped.

Xie Liuzheng did not want to run; it was simply that the drug had taken effect, leaving her body limp and weak.

She was tormented beyond endurance. Thinking that no one would save her tonight, she felt helpless and utterly despairing over what she was about to face.

Two men came up to Xie Liuzheng and laughed brazenly. “Run. Why aren’t you running now?”

“Bitch, we’ve got all sorts of tricks waiting for you tonight!”

“Please... please let me go. I’ll give you money...”

Xie Liuzheng cried as she begged for mercy, but it was useless.

The two men seized her by the arms and dragged her toward a room.

Then, all of a sudden, a sharp pain struck her neck.

The two men, who only a second earlier had been consumed by lust and ready to tear into her as soon as they got into the room, collapsed limply to the floor the next second, unconscious.

With their grip gone, Xie Liuzheng also fell, only to be caught and supported by two bodyguards.

“Boss—”

Shen Zhou pinched Xie Liuzheng’s chin and lifted her face.

“The day is almost over. It should be her.”

That morning, Shen Zhou had sought a divination from a master. The master said that no matter what he encountered today, he had to remain calm, and absolutely must not ignore anyone in need.

“Well then, tell me. What is your Xiaoyu’s phone number?”

Phone number—

Xie Liuzheng’s mind was a mess. Her face and neck were red as fire, and she could not remember Song Qingyu’s number at all.

“Boss, just looking at her, it’s clear she can’t hold out. If we don’t get her that antidote in time, she may not even survive.”

Shen Zhou let out an impatient curse. “Any one of you, go be her antidote.”

The two bodyguards exchanged glances and answered with righteous solemnity, “Boss, if we save her, it still won’t count as you saving her. When the Buddha’s punishment comes down, you’ll be the one who suffers.”

“Tch—take her to my room!”

“Right away.”

After placing Xie Liuzheng on the bed, the two men left at once.

Shen Zhou loosened his tie and walked step by step toward Xie Liuzheng.

Tormented by wave after wave of heat, she was nearly driven mad. When the coolness of his body drew near, she clung to the man’s neck as if grasping a lifeline.

Her face also pressed against his neck.

“Xiaoyu... Xiaoyu...”

Shen Zhou gave a cold snort and yanked her back by the hair.

“Look carefully. I’m not Xiaoyu. I’m the great white shark!”

The woman, tormented by the drug, had dazed eyes and slightly parted lips, breathing out a fragrance like orchid. She was indeed rather beautiful.

Seeing her reaction, Shen Zhou felt his own desire stir. He had never been one to restrain it.

“The great white shark that’s going to swallow you whole—”

With that, he kissed her fiercely.