Outside the sack, Qin Heye and Shi Ning unleashed their fury. They didn’t bother with fists, fearing they might dirty their hands. Instead, they delivered swift, satisfying kicks to the bulging sack that contained Shen Xizhou. After all, thanks to the barrage’s comments, Shi Ning knew every treacherous word Shen Xizhou and Shi Qingyin had exchanged in private, every hateful plot they’d hatched. Disgusted by the “dogs and bitches,” as she privately called them, Shi Ning showed no mercy at this time .
Thud, Thud,Thud!
“Ah!—Ugh!—Ah!—Ugh!” Shen Xizhou screamed, the blows stealing his breath. He retched violently by the pungent smell above his head , vomiting into the already putrid sack. The vile stench of rotten eggs and dead rats now mixed with his own fresh vomit, creating an unbearable, sour assault on his senses. Desperate, Shen Xizhou instinctively curled into a ball, one hand clutching his head, the other desperately covering his cr*tch, terrified of a fatal blow.
Finally, unable to endure the torment, he roared, “Do you know who I am? How dare you hit me like that!” His voice, though strained with pain, was laced with fury. “I’m the third young master of the Shen family! If you touch me, the Shen family will never let you go!… Ugh!” He retched again, dry heaving until nothing remained. “Just wait! I’ll make sure you’ll be bankrupt tomorrow! and than rot in jail!”
Qin Heye, having expended his anger, felt a profound sense of relief after a long time .So as he relaxed Pei Qianhuo, ever attentive, brought forward a stool for him . Qin Heye, with an air of command, pulled Shi Ning down to sit beside him.
“Really?” Qin Heye’s voice was slow, cold, and laced with an unnerving calm when he heard Shen Xizhou’s threats. From which he looked liked he had already decided to utterly ruin the person who dared to assualt him.
But as Qin Heye’s voice cut through the darkness, Shen Xizhou froze. Suddenly, the foul stench of the sack didn’t seem quite so overwhelming. “Qin… Master Qin?” he stammered, disbelief thick in his voice.
Without waiting for Qin Heye’s order, Pei Qianhuo stepped forward and opened the top of the sack, allowing Shen Xizhou to breathe. As his eyes adjusted, Shen Xizhou looked up, seeing Qin Heye and Shi Ning sitting together, with Shi Ning nestled securely in Qin Heye’s embrace.
In an instant, the sheer force of Qin Heye’s aura brought Shen Xizhou to his knees. His pupils dilated further in shock. “Shi Ning, you’re here too?”
Shi Ning, looking impossibly small and adorable in Qin Heye’s arms, seemed perfectly matched with him. The lights of the golf course were now on, casting their figures in stark relief. Shen Xizhou’s gaze fell on a faint red mark on Qin Heye’s Adam’s apple, unmistakably a hickey. Then, he looked at Shi Ning. She was wearing a white dress, and a few hickeys bloomed on her slender neck also . Her lips, too, looks slightly raw and swollen.
The memory of the kissing sounds he’d heard on the phone this morning flooded his mind, and Shen Xizhou felt a sharp pain in his chest as he realied painfully that Shi Ning’s lips were looks so raw, because of Qin Heye…!!!
Shi Ning hearing his quey lifted her chin, looking down at Shen Xizhou with undisguised condescension. There was no need for pretense now between them so she said . “Yes, not only am I here, I even picked out a sack just for you, and I also kicked it a couple of times just now.” A cruel smile touched her lips. “Don’t worry, it’s filled with non-recyclable garbage.”
Was she scolding him? Calling him non-recyclable garbage? Shen Xizhou’s mind reeled. No, she had teamed up with Qin Heye, put him in a sack, and beaten him?! How could she do that? How dare she? How could she bear to do that to him?
Qin Heye gazed at Shen Xizhou like an emperor surveying an insignificant ant. “Mr. Shen, how do you plan to bankrupt the Qin Group?” His voice was laced with chilling mockery. “and also , how do you plan to put me in jail?”
Pei Qianhuo, with a disturbingly helpful demeanor, handed Shen Xizhou a phone. “Do you need me to call the police for you?”
Shen Xizhou’s face turned a shade of sickly green. !!! Qin Heye was truly arrogant! Unbearably arrogant! He had stuffed him in a sack, beaten him, and now he was offering to call the police! He was treating him as less than human, reducing him to a rat in a stinking ditch!
Qin Heye’s gaze remained glacial. “However, for such a beating, the parents should be consulted. Mr. Shen, do you want to complain to Mr. Shen first?”
Complain? Was he treating him like a three-year-old child? Besides, if he actually told his father, his troubles would only multiply, considering he was merely an illegitimate son. He’d just receive another beating back at the Shen family home!
Shen Xizhou, seething with impotent rage, could only grit his teeth and swallow his fury.
“Master Qin, you’re kidding,” he forced out, his voice strained. “I wasn’t just watched where I was walking, and I accidentally got caught in a sack so I fell and bumped into something.” He quickly added, “I… wasn’t beaten at all !”
Qin Heye’s voice was cold, almost ethereal. “Mr. Shen, do you hope my wife cares about you?” His tone was light, yet the chilling implication was terrifying.
Shen Xizhou felt a cold knife hanging over his head. He quickly blurted, “No, I just treat Shi Ning like a sister next door. I don’t need her care!”
As they were talking Pei Qian approached Qin Heye , carrying a plate of fruit. On it, a fruit knife gleamed coldly.
“I want a pear,” Shi Ning stated.
Qin Heye picked up the fruit knife, slowly and deliberately peeling the pear. Without even looking up, he asked Shen Xizhou, his voice still light and airy, “Mr. Shen is sick, and he’s calling out my wife’s name. He wants to be with my wife even in death?”
Shen Xizhou felt as if Qin Heye wasn’t peeling the pear, but his own scalp. He imagined the Grim Reaper standing before him, scythe in hand. “No! No! I don’t know anything about this.” He didn’t even dare to glance at Shi Ning, his head bowed. “I told you I just think of Shi Ning as a sister next door. I don’t have any feelings for her.”
Shi Ning looked at Shen Xizhou with undisguised disdain. Even without looking up, he could feel her contempt and mockery.
“You said I’d send someone to beat you up and warn you to stay away from my wife?” Qin Heye continued, the soft scraping sound of the fruit knife peeling the pear grating on Shen Xizhou’s nerves. It felt like his own skull was being peeled.
Qin Heye’s aura was overwhelmingly cold, powerful, and utterly terrifying. Shen Xizhou was deeply resentful, yet beneath it all, he genuinely feared Qin Heye.
“I didn’t say that. Was it Shi Qingyin who said that? I didn’t even know about this!” he blurted, desperately throwing Shi Qingyin under the bus.
Qin Heye finished peeling the pear, then gently let go. The pear peel and the gleaming fruit knife fell simultinously , landing precisely in front of Shen Xizhou, just passing his crotch, the cold blade grazing the fabric before piercing the ground.
“Ah!” Shen Xizhou screamed, his face ashen, and collapsed to the ground. The air filled with the pungent smell of urine. It had been so close! The fruit knife had nearly passed through his vital parts! He could have instantly become the last eunuch!
Qin Heye lowered his head and asked Shi Ning, “Do you still like him?”
Shi Ning glared at him playfully. “Not at all! He’s so useless and so rubbish!” She cupped Qin Heye’s face, pulled him down, and kissed his lips. “Shi Ning likes Qin Heye the most, only Qin Heye!”
Qin Heye lowered his head, returning her kiss deeply. Finally, he released her. He then looked down at Shen Xizhou, his gaze chilling. “Get out!”
Shen Xizhou didn’t dare utter a single word, nor did he dare to stand. He began to crawl away. But Pei Qianhuo’s towering figure blocked his path. “Mr. Shen, can’t you understand me?” He was explicitly telling Shen Xizhou to get out!
Shi Ning looked at Qin Heye, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “The cleaning lady worked so hard to sweep the floor, and now Mr. Shen has made it dirty. How wronged must she be?”
Qin Heye, seeing her adorable little smirk, couldn’t help but lean down and kiss her again. “A Ning is so kind. She won’t let the cleaning lady suffer.”
Pei Qianhuo, a silent threat in his demeanor, reiterated to Shen Xizhou, “Mr. Shen, can you understand me?” If he still didn’t understand, that fruit knife might actually emasculate him.
Shen Xizhou: “I understand!” He hated Qin Heye with every fiber of his being, but he dared not even glare. He could only cast a resentful look at Shi Ning before scrambling back into the sack. Quickly, he pulled himself out of it and stumbled away.
After torturing the scumbag, Shi Ning was in high spirits. She threw her arms around Qin Heye’s neck and said playfully . “Let’s go home.”
Qin Heye glanced at Shi Ning’s silver high heels and frowned. “They’re dirty.” He simply bent down, pulled off her shoes, and tossed them aside. Then he scooped Shi Ning into his arms. “Go home and I’ll help you wash up.”