Chapter 60: What do you like about Jin Yan Ting?
Zhao Lizheng appeared to be a refined young master, but in reality, he was a pervert at heart.
He especially liked other people’s girlfriends.
Although Lian Li was not Jin Yan Ting’s girlfriend, the canary raised by Eldest Young Master Jin was definitely better than someone else’s girlfriend.
He wanted to try it too.
As the sole grandson of the Zhao Family, Zhao Lizheng had the family to cover for him whenever he caused trouble. He had often committed acts of forceful appropriation and coercion, but almost no one exposed his beastly behavior. Even if they did, the matter was quickly settled.
No woman Zhao Lizheng set his sights on ever escaped his clutches.
Lian Li, he was determined to have.
Lian Li remained calm, her back pressed against the car door, and lied directly, “Even if Jin Yan Ting is married, I’m still by his side. Let me out of the car quickly. If I don’t return in time, he’ll come looking for you.”
“The proud Miss Duan wouldn’t allow him to keep a mistress outside,” Zhao Lizheng sneered mockingly. “Lian Li, why don’t you come with me? I can give you what Jin Yan Ting can.”
As he spoke, he moved closer and reached out to tug at Lian Li’s wool coat.
“What do you want!” Lian Li felt a chill run down her spine. Her hand stealthily reached for her crossbody bag, and she forced herself to remain calm. “Rape is illegal. Do you want to go to jail?”
The person who abducted Lian Li was a scapegoat specifically hired by Zhao Lizheng. The man’s child was sick and needed money for treatment. All Zhao Lizheng had to do was pay some money and use some influence, and there were plenty of desperate people willing to risk their lives for him.
Besides, even if the matter was exposed, his family would clean up the mess for him.
“Making love,” Zhao Lizheng grabbed Lian Li’s coat and forcefully pulled her closer. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”
Lian Li’s fingers found the cold blade in her bag. With a twist of her wrist, Zhao Lizheng, caught off guard, had a bloody gash opened on his cheek.
Zhao Lizheng wiped the blood from his face and glared at Lian Li, furious. “You damn well want to die!”
The confined space of the car was limited, and the strength difference between them was significant. Zhao Lizheng twisted Lian Li’s wrist, trying to snatch the eyebrow razor from her hand, but was kicked several times by Lian Li.
“I’ll kill you today!” Zhao Lizheng grabbed Lian Li’s leg and said fiercely.
Lian Li, pinned down, was about to slash him with the blade.
The next second, the car door was violently yanked open with a loud bang. A hand reached in from outside the car, grabbed Zhao Lizheng’s collar, and dragged him out.
There were sharp stones on the ground, and with the dragging motion, they tore through Zhao Lizheng’s suit, leaving wounds on his body.
Lian Li’s eardrums buzzed from the impact of the door opening. As she ducked her head, she looked up towards the outside of the car.
The man who dragged Zhao Lizheng away was a stranger.
Lian Li didn’t have time to think about who he was. She quickly picked up her mobile phone and made a call as she opened the car door.
As she got out of the car, her legs felt weak, and she almost fell. Her trembling fingers tapped the screen. Before she could finish typing, a black Hongqi L9 sped over and stopped in front of her.
The back door opened, and Jin Shi Yue stepped out, his long legs striding towards her.
“Get in.”
Seeing it was him, Lian Li instantly felt at ease and obediently got into the car. She sat in the back seat, her fingers still trembling. Li Ye got out of the driver’s seat and handed her a blanket.
Lian Li didn’t have time to thank him and wrapped herself in the soft wool blanket. She looked forward, and through the transparent windshield, she saw Jin Shi Yue walking towards Zhao Lizheng, who was being thrown to the ground.
Zhao Lizheng looked at Jin Shi Yue in terror, his body going cold.
Jin Yan Ting would show mercy for the sake of his family’s reputation and let him off. Jin Shi Yue wouldn’t…
“Brother, Sir, I was just playing around with her, catching up.”
“Playing around.” Jin Shi Yue stepped on Zhao Lizheng’s face with immense force. “You think you’re worthy of playing with her?”
Zhao Lizheng struggled in despair, letting out pained cries. He wanted to speak, but Jin Shi Yue didn’t give him the chance.
Hearing Zhao Lizheng’s pig-like screams, Lian Li’s heart pounded.
The night was too dark, and she couldn’t see the situation clearly over there, only hearing the tragic screams.
Ling Yu, one of the bodyguards, didn’t expect that the first time his boss asked him to escort Miss Lian back, he would encounter such a situation. He didn’t know whether to say Miss Lian was lucky or unlucky.
Jin Shi Yue stepped on Zhao Lizheng, hearing the sound of ribs breaking, and said to Ling Yu, “Tell the Zhao Family to come and pick up their trash.”
Zhao Lizheng lay on the ground, half-dead, his face smeared with bright red blood, looking terrifying. The pain of broken bones almost made him faint.
Lian Li sat in the car, her nerves still taut. As the door opened, she suddenly turned her head to look.
Jin Shi Yue’s gaze fell on the hand holding the blade. “What, planning to take the beast down with you?”
Lian Li then realized she was still holding the blade. She relaxed slightly, intending to put it back in her bag, but Jin Shi Yue suddenly grabbed her wrist and pried open her fingers.
Her fair and tender palm had two cuts, and red blood had already stained her skin.
“I cut myself accidentally.” Lian Li felt burned by the warmth of his palm and tried to pull her hand away forcefully, but it was in vain. “It’s nothing.”
Jin Shi Yue got into the car directly. Li Ye handed him a medicine box from the trunk. He temporarily released Lian Li’s hand, opened the box, and took out a cotton swab and iodine.
“It’s just a small scratch, no need for medicine,” Lian Li said, wiping the blood from her hands with a tissue.
Jin Shi Yue directly grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand under the interior light for illumination.
Blood beads were still oozing from the wound, yet Lian Li seemed to feel no pain, not even a whimper.
A normal person would have been scared to tears by such an incident, not like her, with a calm and composed expression, as if nothing had happened.
Jin Shi Yue lowered his eyes, tending to Lian Li’s wound. His eyelashes were long, casting butterfly-shaped shadows on his eyelids. His nose was straight, his facial contours sharp, and his eyes held a fierce glint, making him look extremely intimidating.
Lian Li’s hand felt a bit numb from his grip. She gave up resisting and suggested, “Let go, I’ll put my hand over the medicine box.”
Jin Shi Yue tutted and tossed the cotton swab aside. “Ungrateful little thing, you’re quite good at ordering people around.”
Not as good as you are at toying with people.
Lian Li remained silent, turning her head to look out the car window. It was pitch black outside, and she couldn’t see anything.
As her nerves gradually returned to normal, the pain in her hand slowly became more apparent. When the ointment touched the wound, Lian Li flinched reflexively.
“You know it hurts now?” Jin Shi Yue asked in a low voice.
Lian Li replied with his own words, “Only dead people don’t feel pain.”
“Little fairies don’t either,” Jin Shi Yue said.
Lian Li thought he was mocking her, so she stopped talking.
The Eldest Young Master, accustomed to a life of luxury and being served, handled the wound very efficiently.
Lian Li asked and answered herself in her heart: Oh, he served in the Military Region.
Outside the car window, the city’s neon lights flashed by, blurring into colorful film frames. Inside the carriage, it was silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Bored, Lian Li looked around when she suddenly heard Jin Shi Yue ask her, “What do you like about Jin Yan Ting?”
Hooking up is expected in the next few days.
I like things that happen naturally. The pacing of the novel is generally not fast, please bear with me.
