Chapter 50: Some Go Mad, Some Get Hit While Driving

Sheng Yu gripped her wrists and pulled her into his embrace, his slightly rough thumb wiping away the tears at the corners of her eyes as he looked down into them, "Crying already?"

"Last time I let you leave a hickey and you couldn't even get it right; when you bit me, did I cry?"

Zhu Yuan only felt angry and humiliated, not noticing that the man's tone had changed.

Her whole body was encircled in his arms; she could not dodge his scent, nor could she escape his gaze.

"I have to go to rehearsal." Zhu Yuan dodged his eyes.

"You have time when it comes to seeing Pei Ling."

Sheng Yu gritted his teeth and pulled her slender waist tighter.

Pressing against his firm chest through their clothes and hearing this inexplicable jealousy, Zhu Yuan felt somewhat at a loss.

"I didn't know it was him at first; when I walked to the door, I thought it was you."

It was unclear which sentence pleased Sheng Yu, but he asked with rare good temper, "If you didn't know who it was, why didn't you carry an Electric Baton for self-defense, instead of shocking me?"

"It's not that."

Zhu Yuan denied it, "There wasn't enough time to go back and get it; the troupe leader was rushing me."

"That Mediterranean?"

Thinking of the troupe leader's shiny, mirror-like bald head, Zhu Yuan couldn't help but laugh through her tears and nodded.

Sheng Yu watched the smile rippling in her eyes, his palm caressing her cheek, kneading it bit by bit, his breathing gradually growing heavy.

Situ consciously exited the private room when he leaned down to kiss Zhu Yuan's neck, closing the broken door behind him.

Sheng Yu picked her up and placed her on the table, lifting her chin to kiss her.

Zhu Yuan hurriedly pushed against his chest, "I really have to go to rehearsal, everyone is waiting for me."

The man braced his hands on either side of her, his gaze level with hers, "Every minute you delay now, they wait for you one minute longer."

Zhu Yuan wanted to say something else, but Sheng Yu's lips wandered along her ear, his low, hoarse voice pouring into her ear, "Zhu Yuan, I'm still angry."

"What are you angry..."

As soon as Zhu Yuan opened her mouth, the man took the opportunity to kiss her, easily prying open her pearly teeth.

The man's scent wrapped tightly around her like a dense net; he kissed her too fiercely, as if he wanted to tear her apart and swallow her whole.

Zhu Yuan could not withstand such an intense and surging offensive and retreated in fear; her calf accidentally bumped into the table leg, causing her to frown in pain, her clenched fist gripped by the man's wrist.

The hand wrapped around her waist took the opportunity to lay her down on the table.

Sheng Yu's face was dark and the corners of his eyes were red, his thin lips glistening with moisture, looking extremely ambiguous.

He stared at Zhu Yuan, his gaze as if he wanted to eat her alive.

Zhu Yuan was frightened and braced her hands to sit up, but was pressed back onto the table by his hand on her waist; he loosened his tie with one hand, and as she began to curse, he continued to lean down and kiss her lower lip.

His scorching fingertips slipped into her waistband, and suddenly, the man's movements paused.

He braced himself over her, staring at her face.

"What?"

Zhu Yuan embarrassedly dodged his gaze, her face as red as a balloon about to explode.

She struggled to sit up, trying to push Sheng Yu away.

"Stop playing dumb!"

The man gripped her wrists tighter, his face dark, "What am I playing dumb about?"

Zhu Yuan was flushed with shame, "Don't you know what a sanitary pad is?"

A flash of astonishment crossed Sheng Yu's face, his gaze subconsciously dropping to stare at her pants; Zhu Yuan was so angry and embarrassed that she pushed him away, but had only taken two steps before being dragged back.

Her back was pressed against the man's chest, and Sheng Yu pinched her waist from behind; in this position, his physical reaction was all too obvious.

Zhu Yuan was terrified and began to struggle, but the man said in a hoarse, displeased tone, "Behave!"

Zhu Yuan was truly afraid that he would take her right here regardless of anything; given the disparity in their strength, she could not escape this place at all.

Her brain raced to think of a countermeasure, when suddenly Sheng Yu's fingers touched her neck, his fingertips scalding, with a tendency to burrow into her collar.

She suddenly grabbed his hand and bit down hard, and as he loosened his grip in pain, she took off running!

Situ was guarding outside the door and only heard the sound of the door being broken open, followed by Zhu Yuan rushing out into the hallway; he was stunned and looked back at the man with the dark expression inside the room.

"Young Master Yu, do you need me to bring Miss Zhu back?"

Sheng Yu leaned sideways with his hands on the table, caught his breath, looked down at the finger she had bitten until it bled, and said coldly, "Beat her to death and then bring her back."

Situ was stunned.

Young Master Yu was already angry, and Miss Zhu had just added fuel to the fire?

Zhu Yuan ran all the way to the backstage dressing room, locked the door, and her legs were trembling.

She raised her head slightly to look in the mirror; she couldn't be seen with her neck like this.

Fortunately, she had a turtleneck sweater, so she quickly changed into it.

Sheng Yu drank three cups of tea in the private room, taking a good while to calm down before coming out.

"Have all of Sheng Hongyao's people left?"

Situ nodded, "They have all withdrawn, and the Pei Family's cars have also driven away."

At the time, they were planning to set off from Sheng Corporation to the theater troupe to find Miss Zhu, when Young Master Yu suddenly thought of something and stopped, saying, "Go find a car outside, don't drive our own."

Sure enough, when they arrived near the theater troupe, they saw Sheng Hongyao's men hiding in the corners.

In case this was a trap by Sheng Hongyao to get Young Master Yu to expose himself, it was fortunate that Young Master Yu had thought ahead and not driven their own car.

Just then, a bus happened to pass by, providing excellent cover, and Situ floored the gas pedal and drove into the underground garage next to the theater.

Sheng Yu gave a grunt of acknowledgment.

Back in the car, Situ started the engine and left the garage.

Sheng Yu used a tissue to wipe the blood from his fingertip, revealing two sharp tooth marks.

That dog temper really is like a dog's, it's learned to bite!

The car had just pulled out of the garage when he cast a glance out the window and saw a pharmacy not far away.

"Go to the pharmacy and buy some ointment for swelling and bruising."

Situ asked subconsciously, "Is it for you to use?"

"It's for an ungrateful wretch," Sheng Yu said with a gloomy expression as he tossed aside a tissue and lit a cigarette.

Situ silently pulled the car over to the side of the road and got out to go to the pharmacy to buy the Medicine.

Sheng Yu took two puffs of his cigarette, stubbed it out, got out of the car, pulled open the driver's side door, and sat in.

He pulled down the seatbelt with one hand and took out his phone to make a call.

"Check where the car belonging to the person surnamed Pei has reached."

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Yu stepped on the gas pedal with an expressionless face!

A traffic accident occurred in Kyoto that day at noon.

Two sedans were involved in a rear-end collision on the bridge.

It was just that the perpetrator of this accident was unknown, the victim was unknown, and the media dared not report it.

Pei Family Bank.

Pei Ling had a gloomy expression as he sat on the sofa, rolling up his sleeve to let the doctor treat the dislocation of his elbow bone.

His forehead was covered with gauze, and the backs of his fingers were bruised and purple, covered in contusions and abrasions.

"Mad dog!"