"Zihe..."
"Zihe.. let me dry it with my kiss, okay?"
All of a sudden, a sweet and ambiguous call came into Ye Xinting's ear.
She took out the key and found that the door was unlocked.
Almost out of instinct, Ye Xinting gently pushed open the door.
Not far from the entrance, a man was standing diagonally in front of her. When she looked up, she could see the man's strong chest, where some red wine was dripping seductively down.
The woman in red was already in a mess. She held a glass of red wine in one hand, stood on tiptoe, and put her lips on the man's skin...
Ye Xinting, who had no experience with people of the opposite gender, was stunned. What a flirty person! She couldn't help but put on a self-deprecating smile on her reddening face.
"Ye Xinting, oh Ye Xinting, the man you're going to marry tomorrow was actually such a scum with a chaotic private life."
It was a lie to say that she didn't feel anything at all. However, she hid her unnecessary emotions, bent down, and put the exquisite gift box on the ground gently.
Now that the things had been delivered, there was no need for her to stay.
But right at this moment...
"Who are you?" The woman seemed to have just noticed her and asked with a frown. There was a hint of warning and displeasure in her tone.
However, at this moment, there was not a single trace of emotion on Ye Xinting's beautiful face.
She naughtily stuck out her tongue at that woman and said, "Sorry, I've disturbed you, please continue..."
The voice was neither too loud nor too low, so Xiao Zihe was able to hear it very clearly.
His handsome eyebrows frowned, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
The previous evil smile on his face disappeared in an instant.
Xiao Zihe pushed the woman away in disgust, then raised his hand and ordered her to put on her clothes.
However, the woman pretended not to see his displeasure. She tightly clung to him and did not show any sign of letting him go.
Xiao Zihe's eyes darkened and he said curtly, "Piss off!"
Ye Xinting rolled her eyes and the corners of her mouth curled into a mocking smile. "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao. Excuse me for disturbing you. I'll leave right now."
That woman first glared at Ye Xinting and then laughed proudly.
She didn't try to hide the fact that her clothes were messed up. Swaying her slim waist, she walked towards Ye Xinting. Holding the red wine that she hadn't finished in her hands, she fiercely poured it on Ye Xinting.
The red liquid dripped down Ye Xinting's cheek, making her very uncomfortable and embarrassed.
The woman arrogantly raised the empty cup in her hand and smiled triumphantly.
Suddenly, Xiao Zihe appeared next to the woman, which made the woman cockier. She threw a provocative look at Ye Xinting, declaring that she had a hold on Xiao Zihe.
However, the next second...
At some point, a delicate silver pistol had appeared in Xiao Zihe's hand, and it was accurately pressed against the woman's temple.
The woman looked at Xiao Zihe and her legs went soft. She instantly fell to her knees at his feet.
"Zihe..." She looked like she had been wronged.
But there was a smile on the corner of Xiao Zihe's mouth. He slightly narrowed his eyes, emitting a terrifying light.
"Who are you to touch my woman?"
His voice was soft but the tone emphasized how angry he was at that moment.
Ye Xinting sneered.
Who was his woman?
Was that her?
Or was it that desperate woman?
"Zihe, please show mercy. I will not do it again..."
The woman grabbed Xiao Zihe's leg and begged for mercy, but Xiao Zihe kicked her away without mercy.
With tears rolling down her face, she wanted to hold Xiao Zihe's legs again, but what greeted her was the black muzzle of the silver pistol, unerringly aimed at her forehead again.
"Get lost."
The woman who had been scared to the point of losing all blood on her face disappeared in a flash.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
"Wonderful."
Ignoring the liquid dripping from her fringe that stained her face, Ye Xinting slowly clapped her hands.
She really didn't expect that she could enjoy such a wonderful performance when she was tasked with sending the suits to Xiao Zihe. This trip was worth it.
Xiao Zihe played with the silver pistol in his hand with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth. "Who allowed you to come in?"
She dangled the key in front of his eyes and said, "Mom asked me to tell you to go home for dinner tonight."
After that, she walked past him and walked toward the bedroom door.
Unexpectedly, her wrist was tightly grasped by him.
"How can you just come and go as you wish?"
Xiao Zihe's voice was so low that it felt as if it came from the deepest part of hell, causing Ye Xinting's back to feel cold.
She smiled contemptuously. "Otherwise?"
After a moment of silence...
Xiao Zihe threw the pistol on the ground and pulled Ye Xinting into his arms, fixing her hands firmly behind her back.
With the masculinity of a man around, Ye Xinting forgot what she should do at this moment...