Chapter 643: Do I Know You? (3)
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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Everyone began to leave as told . Chu Zhiyun’s gaze stayed on An Xiaxia a bit longer than the others . She then gave her a smile and left .
“Sit,” Sheng Yize said coldly .
“That’s… that’s ok,” An Xiaxia stammered . Sheng Yize then cast her a stern look and she sat down promptly with her back ramrod straight .
Sheng Yize asked casually, “Miss An, are you a reporter?”
Of course An Xiaxia wouldn’t admit it, or this thing would never end . She shook her head earnestly . “No, no . I’m just a waitress . ”
What she meant was: Please let me go . I’m totally innocent .
Sheng Yize smirked . His eyes were deeper-set than in his teenage years and that detached feeling had only grown more prominent with age . An Xiaxia almost couldn’t sit still beside him .
“Waitress?” Sheng Yize’s voice had no warmth . He then darted a look at her and asked, “What do you do here? Sell your talents or your body?”
An Xiaxia blushed right away . How could he talk about her like that?
“Watch your language! This is a proper club!” An Xiaxia explained with flushed cheeks . She then recalled that this club didn’t have that good a reputation…
Ahem, Sheng Yize hadn’t gotten the wrong idea, had he?
“Proper?” Sheng Yize smiled, then he yanked with his hand and An Xiaxia’s dress was torn right open . “Do you know why they put the zip of the dress on the side? It’s easier to rip it off this way!”
An Xiaxia shrieked . He then pinned her down with his body . “Now, are you still going to tell me this is a proper club?”
“Hm… I…” An Xiaxia wanted to cry, but no tears would come . She was going to confess when he pried her hand open to reveal the black memory card in her palm, set off against her fair skin .
“A honey trap and a liar… That’s some pretty base tricks your newspaper is using…” Given Sheng Yize’s sharp tongue, An Xiaxia wasn’t going to try to talk back . Crestfallen, she admitted her defeat . “I’m sorry…”
She was sorry, again!
Did she think her “sorry” meant anything?
Sheng Yize’s eyes were dark and his voice was hoarse . “You made a mistake and you’re going to pay for it . If saying sorry was enough, what do we need the police for?”
“What do you want…” An Xiaxia asked timidly . “And… could you please let me get up first?”
He had been on top of her the whole time, which was such a suggestive position .
Instead of getting up, Sheng Yize began to feel around her body . “What made you think you can negotiate with me? I’d ask you to pay for it with your body, but would you agree to that?”
An Xiaxia blushed . “No more nonsense! We were friends once, at least . If you’re really mad at me, just hand me over to the police . What do you think you’re doing now?”
She would never believe that he still had any feelings for her . What he was doing now was purely taking advantage of her .
“Friends?” Sheng Yize repeated that word, then retorted casually, “Do I know you?”
Boom —
As if a thunderbolt had exploded in her head, An Xiaxia looked at him in astonishment, but Sheng Yize remained expressionless, and she didn’t think he was lying .
“You don’t know me?” An Xiaxia asked, dumbfounded . She then came back to herself and probed again . “You don’t recognize me at all?”
Sheng Yize smiled . “Should I?”
Had Sheng Yize lost his memory…?
A part of An Xiaxia was delighted to realize that .
“Good…” She was noticeably relieved . However, those warm hands gripped her waist tighter and he pressed on . “Miss An, do you know me?”
An Xiaxia shook her head repeatedly . “No! Of course not!”
The grip grew even tighter .
Wait, why did she feel that he was… angrier?