Sheng Yize leaned on the doorframe, showing off his wide shoulders and long legs, and said in a rakish tone, “I’m the rascal? Here, have a look . See what you did to me! I couldn’t get your hands off me… Why are you blushing? Not satisfied with my size?”
An Xiaxia wrapped herself up, her face pink . “Stop talking!”
His black eyes narrowed immediately, flickering with an indecipherable light . He moved closer until An Xiaxia’s back was pressed against the basin . “So, you like a man of action? How about… we pick up from where we left off?”
An Xiaxia covered herself up and shook her head repeatedly . “No, no… that won’t be necessary!”
Sheng Yize smiled . “Good girl . We’ll get back to it after we’re married . ”
… Get back my ass!
An Xiaxia ran back to the bed and huddled under the duvet, trying to play dead .
Sheng Yize patted the duvet . “Aren’t you a bit too old to be this shy? Get up and have some soup . ”
“Hm… you’re old!” An Xiaxia stuck her little head out and blinked when she smelled the rich aroma . “What soup is that…”
“All-around tonic soup . It’s nourishing, good for your kidneys, and does wonders for your health . ” Sheng Yize smiled wickedly .
“I don’t need a tonic!”
“Then I’ll have it . ” Sheng Yize gestured at the soup, but An Xiaxia snatched it away before he did, looking very reluctant to have her food stolen from her .
She took a sip and realized that it was just normal chicken soup . He was just bluffing .
But it was such delicious soup… An Xiaxia ate two full bowls of it before lying back in bed, rubbing her plump belly .
There was a rhythmic tap on the door and Sheng Yize raised an eyebrow . “Here we go . ”
“Who is it?”
“Mr . Song . ” Sheng Yize sneered . “Just play dead . I’ll speak for you!”
An Xiaxia nodded .
Mr . Song hurried in and looked at An Xiaxia with concern . “How is she?”
Sheng Yize darted him an indifferent look with his arms crossed . “So, you do know that you still have a daughter . I was wondering what you brought her back home for? To dote on her or to have her killed?”
Mr . Song was infuriated . “What’s all that nonsense? How could I wish my own daughter dead?”
“But she was drugged in her own home!” The authority in Sheng Yize’s voice was unchallenged . “If that man had succeeded, she would have been raped in her own house! Mr . Song, you talk about how much you care about this daughter all the time, but not only was she almost killed once because of you, you let such a thing happen to her today . Are you telling me that you’re not responsible for any of this at all?”
Mr . Song went quiet . He had to admit that despite Sheng Yize’s venomous tongue, the young man was spot on .
“I’ll put the Song family back in order, and make it safe for her to live in,” said Mr . Song, sounding exhausted .
An Xiaxia tugged on her duvet, eyeing Sheng Yize with admiration .
That was awesome! He had crucified Mr . Song in a matter of minutes!
Sheng Yize smiled, which reminded one of ice cracking in the North Pole . “That won’t be necessary . From now on, she’s my responsibility . ”
Mr . Song was very reluctant . “You…”
“Xiaxia knows very little about running a business and the Song family will have to marry her off sooner or later . Aren’t I the perfect choice? Since it’s only a matter of time before she becomes my wife, why don’t I begin to fulfill my rights and obligations as a husband now?”
An Xiaxia was baffled . Why did she get the feeling that she had just been sent from a tiger’s lair to a wolf’s den?
“Fine, fine… Xiaxia is all yours . ” Mr . Song waved him off . Sheng Yize then seemed to realize something and smiled beatifically . “There’s one more thing . I’ve had Song Qingwan arrested . ”
“What?”