Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Upon hearing the call, Shi Yuting turned his head and walked toward Xiang Yi.
As she heard someone calling her name, Zuo Weiyi, who fainted, slowly opened her eyes. Lights poured into her eyes before a tall figure made its way in front of her eyes.
It seemed like that was Shi Yuting. Was she seeing things?
Or was she in heaven?
“Shi Yuting…” His name spilled from her lips, her voice was as weak and as soft as a mosquito’s buzz.
But Shi Yuting still caught it as he was crouching down to pick her up. His heart tightened, he even stopped breathing for a moment.
Not even a second after, Zuo Weiyi passed out again.
Gazing at her disheveled figure, Shi Yuting frowned in rage. Blood vessels were popping out from his temple, a cold murderous fury was burning behind his eyes.
***
In the luxurious presidential suite.
Zuo Weiyi was lying in bed, she was still unconscious.
It was a little over ten minutes when the doctor realized that her body was burning up.
At this moment, Jin Qianba was kneeling in the living room, begging the man in front of him with a pathetically desperate expression.
“Mr. Shi, I really didn’t touch Miss Zuo… I swear, I really didn’t touch Miss Zuo!”
If he were to know that woman belonged to Shi Yuting, he would not have dared to grab her to his room.
Though he was blaming everything and everyone else, the one he had to blame was really himself. Miss Zuo did already mentioned Mr. Shi’s name, yet he did not take it seriously.
Shi Yuting looked down at Jin Qianba from the sofa, his dark and narrow eyes were terribly cold.
“Oh? You mean, she tore the clothes on her body herself?”
When he found her and saw the wounds that were covering her body, he thought that the clothes on her body were torn by nature. But when he returned, he found that the clothes were obviously ripped apart!
The only culprit he could think of was Jin Qianba.
Upon hearing that, Jin Qianba paused.
The clothes on her were indeed ripped by him, but he did not have the time to lay a hand on her before she made her escape.
Looking at the man who seemed like a dark lord, Jin Qianba was full of fear.
He timidly glanced at the man, and finally, he obediently opened his mouth to speak after a few moments. “It was me, I… I ripped her clothes apart.”
After hearing that, Shi Yuting’s eyes grew colder, the murderous glare was even more deadlier.
Meeting that glare, Jin Chengba immediately explained. “But! I really did not touch Miss Zuo!”
“So why did you tear her clothes?” There was no warmth in his voice, giving Jin Chengba goosebumps.
“I…” Jin Chengba paused again, he could not find an answer to that question.
“Mr. Shi, I really did not know that she belongs to you… If I had known, I would not have touched her even if I was granted courage by the gods. Please Mr. Shi, be merciful, spare my pathetic life…”
As Jin Qianba begged, he was one moment short from wetting his pants.
“Sure,” Shi Yuting said.
Jin Qianba was not the only one surprised by that, Xiang Yi who was standing nearby was shocked as well.
Was Mr. Shi going to let go of him so easily?
In the next second, Shi Yuting uncrossed his legs and put both of them on the ground. He leaned his body slightly toward the begging figure and asked, “Tell me, which hand did you use to tear her blouse?”
The overjoyed Jin Qianba stopped smiling when he heard him, the realization of the man’s intention behind this question dawning upon him.
