The water was turned up to the maximum, and the sound of it splashing down made Zhou Boliang relax. He went back to bed and lay there, his eyes fixed on the bathroom door. A smug smile played on his lips as he couldn’t stop himself from imagining Ji Wei’s state while she was in the shower.
The store clerk who sold him the drug told him that the initial effects were drowsiness and thirst, and at that point, the drug would take effect quickly. However, to truly make a woman lose control in the best state, it still takes some time. He wanted to choose a faster-acting drug, but all the others had some strange taste that he feared Ji Wei would notice, so he had to choose this colorless and tasteless one.
Looking at Leng Yan’s number in her phone contacts, Ji Wei felt a sourness in her nose and bit her lip before dialing out.
She really didn’t want Leng Yan to know she was here, but now she had no choice, only he could save her. She couldn’t hold on much longer; if not for the pain and the blood flowing from her wrist, easing the heat in her body, she would have almost thrown herself into his arms earlier.
Staring at her reflection in the mirror, her cheeks gradually turning rosy, Ji Wei bit her lip tightly. Music played from the phone, singing over and over with no one answering.
Leng Yan, save me, please save me quickly!
Pressed against Wen Nuan’s body
"Get off," Wen Nuan’s pretty face flushed under his gaze as she gently pushed him. "You’re so heavy, you’re crushing me."
Leng Yan shook his head, gazing at her face with a light smile. "Now you’re saying I’m heavy? Too late. Honey, rest a bit, and then let’s go again."
"No, I’m so sleepy I can hardly stand it," Wen Nuan pushed him away forcefully, trying to sit up to take a shower, but he pulled her back, "Stay and lie with me for a while."
The window was slightly open, the room filled with the scent of roses. A gentle breeze blew in from outside, spreading the fragrance to every corner. Closeness , even doing nothing, felt immersed in a beautiful world.
However, this tranquility couldn’t last long; an urgent ringtone shattered the silence.
"Who could it be, this late?" Leng Yan grumbled unhappily, continuing to hold his arm around her waist.
"You’ll only know if you answer it." Wen Nuan saw his rare childish side, pinching his handsome face and urging him, "Answer it, it’s been ringing several times already."
"Not answering," he shook his head, letting her nestle in his arms.
Earlier, a business partner had asked him to go to a bar, but he didn’t go because he wanted to spend time with Wen Nuan. That must be who’s calling. No business partner could be more important than the person in his arms. She was his woman, and just thinking about it made him feel a sense of contentment.
When the phone rang again, Leng Yan decisively reached for it, switched it off without looking, and went back to lying beside Wen Nuan, his lips curling into a smile, "Now it won’t disturb us anymore."
"..." Wen Nuan looked at him for a while, "Are you sure this is okay?"
Leng Yan tossed the phone aside, "Nothing wrong with it, being with my wife is most important."
Leng Yan... are you really not going to care about me anymore?
Her arm dropped down in disappointment, Ji Wei splashed her face with cold water, the bandage on her wrist came undone, and she watched as blood oozed from the wound, her heart twisting in pain.
He doesn’t answer the phone...
Zhou Boliang is still outside, unwilling to let him go...