"Call the police? Be ruined?" Yu Zeyao chewed over these six words. Not only did he not show any fear, but he praised calmly: "This is indeed a very good idea. You should be going to the police station now. Why are you here?"
This man is fearless!
Her threatening words might sound ridiculous to him.
Jing Yu bit his lip and said, "Hand over my father, and I will pretend that nothing happened."
Yu Zeyao looked at her with a half-smile, and that look made her feel particularly uncomfortable. It seemed as if he was laughing at her for not knowing her own limitations, or for not knowing the importance of things.
His tall body suddenly retreated to the sofa behind him and sat down. He crossed his long legs and picked up the phone next to him. "Call the police. By the way, if you want to ruin my reputation, I'm afraid you'll need the media in addition to the police."
Jing Yu looked at the wireless phone he handed over, her breathing tense. Under his probing gaze, she hesitated for a moment, but finally took the call.
Yu Zeyao turned on his phone, took out the phone book, and threw it in front of her. "CCAV is the most famous media in the world. Call them. I guess their paparazzi will definitely come here within 30 minutes."
CCAV is usually most enthusiastic about reporting political scandals. It is indeed as he said, if he makes this call, the things he has done will explode like snow in the sky tomorrow and make the headlines.
It would be easy to rescue her father.
Jing Yu looked at the number keys on the phone, her fingers trembling. She then looked at the extremely evil man beside her, and as if she had made up her mind, she pressed her fingers heavily on the number.
However, when she pressed the last key, she finally hung up the receiver. For a long time, her hand was still on the receiver.
As if he had finally won, the corners of the man's lips curled up and his eyes lit up.
The next moment, a big hand grabbed her elbow, and with a light pull, he pulled her over and she fell on him.
Jing Yu came back to his senses, and subconsciously struggled as if his tail had been stepped on, but he was held by his hips and easily lifted onto his legs.
"Sit still and don't move." There was a smile in the man's eyes.
Jing Yu was annoyed to the extreme by his smile. She pried his hands apart with all her strength and refused to look at him again, "Let me go."
Not only did Yu Zeyao not let go, he hugged her even tighter.
"It's a rare occasion that you come to me on your own initiative without my invitation. Do you think I can let you go easily?"
He had a low voice, and his tone was somewhat helpless and lonely.
lonely
Where does this loneliness come from for a man like him who stands at the top and holds supreme power
Jing Yu raised her head and met his eyes. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he wanted to see through her eyes and into her heart. "Can't bear to see me ruined?"
His words were like a heavy punch to Jingyu's chest.
Can’t bear to…
Is she
If so, why would she be reluctant
This man was so bad, he had embarrassed her again and again. Now he had quietly taken her father away, which was already trampling on her bottom line. Where did her reluctance come from
But if not, why didn't she call the police or notify the media
“I’m not reluctant.” Jing Yu’s eyes flickered, “I just… I just know that you must have been prepared. Even if I call the police and inform the media, there’s nothing I can do in the end… Um…”
Before she could finish her words, the man kissed her forcefully and domineeringly.
Jing Yu gasped heavily, clenched her hands, and pulled at his bathrobe, trying to push him away. However, he used 12 points of strength to hold her tighter and tighter. He grabbed her hand that was on his shoulder, twisted it behind her back, and pried open her lips with his tongue, penetrating straight into her.
He seemed angry, disappointed, and unwilling to give up. This kiss was like anger and resentment, deep and heavy. Jing Yu could still resist, but after several attempts, her mind gradually turned into a mess.
Hands, weak.
I feel weak all over.
The man reluctantly let her go after kissing her until she was almost unable to breathe. His lips did not withdraw from her swollen lips, but instead held her lower lip and bit it: "Tell me the truth, it's not that difficult."
Jing Yu was so confused and fascinated by the kiss that when he heard his sighing words, his heart ached and a thin layer of mist suddenly appeared in his eyes.
She had to admit that she really couldn't bear to do that. He had once blocked a bullet for her, and until now, the wound had never healed.
Her fingers tightened, "Give my dad back to me..."
"I'll give it back to you simply." Yu Zeyao lifted her face with his warm fingers, letting her misty eyes look into his. "I'll give you what you want, and you'll give me what I want."
His eyes were burning, like a ball of fire enveloping her. She bit her lip, "This isn't fair."
"This is not a transaction. It is my unilateral decision. Of course, there is no fairness at all."
"..." Jing Yu was furious. How could this person speak so confidently
She was so angry that she pursed her lips and stopped talking.
Yu Zeyao looked at her deeply, "Give you to me, you can see your father anytime you want - even now."
His voice was very attractive, and every word he said sounded like a temptation rather than a threat.
It is a temptation that is hard to resist, as if one would be seduce away by him if one's mind is even slightly unstable.
Jing Yu almost lost his mind, but in the end he turned away calmly and said softly, "No."
"Then forget it." Yu Zeyao let go of her hand and glanced at the phone next to him. "Or, you can choose to call the police or notify the media. It's all fine."
This scoundrel!
Did he know that he wouldn't do that
"Call the police if you want. If you're not afraid, then why should I be afraid?" Jing Yu gritted his teeth in anger.
As if to show her determination, she glared at Yu Zeyao angrily and reached for the phone. However, before she could dial the number, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang.
Jing Yu guessed that it was Qi Jinnian who was waiting outside impatiently. She put down the phone and reached into her pocket.
The number flashing on the screen was not Jinnian's, but a call from Jingrong's class teacher.
Did something happen to Jingrong
Jing Yu did not dare to delay and immediately got off Yu Zeyao, walked to the window and answered the call.
"Hello."
"Ms. Jing, please inform Jing Rong to come back to class tomorrow. He is already in his third year of high school and cannot be absent from class casually."
Jing Yu was puzzled, "Isn't Jing Rong in school now?"
"He's not here. I had an extra class tonight and then I realized he wasn't even in school."