Chapter One Hundred and One: Gunshot

  Speechless!

  Zhao Heng was speechless in the face of this stunning beauty, but when he withdrew his gaze, he saw a faint look of pain flash across Ye Shishi's face, as if the previous movement had pulled on something painful. His heart stirred slightly, but ultimately he said nothing, merely turning his head to gaze out the window: "Am I really that good?"

  Ye Shishi grasped Zhao Heng's hand, smiled faintly: "Countless men have passed through my life, but the one who can make me calm down and talk is only you. This has nothing to do with love, just dependence on each other in a desolate city. If you refuse me, it doesn't matter, but when you're free, come closer to me often."

  Ye Shishi suddenly let out a soft laugh, and her smile seemed to have some subtle and alluring meaning.

  "Thank you for Miss Ye's kindness."

  Zhao Heng smiled faintly and looked out the window: "However, you and I can talk in other places. You've just had three shots of vodka, now being caught by traffic police is drunk driving, it doesn't matter if you're thrown into prison for a few months, but I don't want to lose my life. Miss Ye, we've arrived at the riverbank, stop the car."

  "I want to live for a few more days."

  "What a pity!"

  Ye Shishi burst out laughing, steering the car to the edge of Huangpu River and said: "There are many people in this world who want you dead, but there aren't many who can actually take your life. So even if I wanted to crash the car, I'm afraid I wouldn't have much chance of dying, and besides, it seemed like those three cups of wine were what you wanted me to drink."

  Ye Shishi had already leaned her face in, staring intently at Zhao Heng: "Now you're sympathizing with me?"

  "You don't have to drink it!"

  "Yeshi's red lips opened slightly: 'If you want me to drink, I'll drink.'"

  Zhao Heng glanced at Ye Shifu, and his heart suddenly felt a warmth, the beautiful woman's demeanor as a young girl had a unique charm. If he didn't think about her ruthless tactics, this woman was flawless. Most women wrapped in thick shells were forced by society.

  "What do you want from me?"

  "It's yours!"

  Ye Shishi's fiery gaze met Zhao Heng's, making it impossible to tell if she was probing or being emotional. A ambiguous sentence seemed to bring the two closer together, adding an unspoken understanding between them. The woman nodded slightly and smiled faintly: "If you don't believe me, let's have a car shock now?"

  Zhao Heng sighed: "You are really a headache for me."

  He unfastened his seatbelt and got out of the car, he was afraid that if he really did it with Ye Shishi, then his future would be tied up by her, maybe even becoming a pawn in her hands. So he restrained his desire and came down to blow wind, opened an umbrella, blocking the wind and rain on his head.

  The night wind blows by, and a chill creeps in, making one feel refreshed.

  Ye Shishi also got out of the car, carefully wrapping her short skirt around her knees, her figure was charming and seductive. One hand pressed against her clothes as if she was afraid of the cold, while the other naturally linked arms with Zhao Heng. Zhao Heng's body slightly trembled, Ye Shishi saw this majestic man looking embarrassed, and couldn't help but laugh silently.

  Like a bright red rose, dazzling and charming.

  Then, Ye Shishi's body turned around to the back, and when Zhao Heng was stunned, a soft jade-like warm body lightly wrapped around Zhao Heng's waist. The fragrance instantly spread throughout his body, and the woman's full and soft chest also pressed against Zhao Heng's back.

  "Don't move."

  Noticing Zhao Heng was about to turn around, Ye Shishi clenched her fists and spoke up:

  "Just hold me for a while, just hold me for a while."

  She heard the tension and desolation in Ye Shifu's voice, and Zhao Heng indeed did not move or speak. Ye Shifu then pressed her face against Zhao Heng's back, and the scent on him was very pleasant, of course unrelated to the increasingly popular fragrance of cosmetics, nor any ancient perfume.

  It's a very simple and sunny flavor, very light but truly existing. The thick touch on her cheeks and the scent on the tip of her nose made Ye Shishi's heart slowly calm down. She took a light breath, then her red lips opened to utter a sentence, "Actually, it's pretty good holding you like this."

  "It's been so long... it's been ages since I've had this feeling."

  Ye Shishi, no matter how strong and capable she is, is still a woman who needs someone to lean on. However, looking around the entire Huahai, there are only a few men who can catch her eye. At first glance, she knows that those men just want to take advantage of her, so when she sees Zhao Heng, who doesn't try to flirt with her, she feels especially good about him.

  And then the storm made her see Zhao Heng's ability, making her feel that the man in front of her was a safe haven. Of course, this had nothing to do with love, but rather a lonely dependence, as she said. Most importantly, Zhao Heng could understand the worry between her eyebrows and hear her inner voice.

  What more can one ask for in life than to have found a bosom friend?

  If Zhao Heng had agreed to keep Bao Yu just now, she would have taken him in without hesitation.

  Unfortunately, Zhao Heng rejected her!

  But this also gave her a sense of admiration: this kid is always the master of great things! So when she hugged Zhao Heng from behind, her heart felt an unprecedented peace, something that hadn't happened in many years. She envied Du Ziyu, who could sleep peacefully in such arms, feeling happy.

  "Zhao Heng, are you interested in cleaning up the first floor?"

  Ye Shisheng's expression was serious: "I want to take a few months off to rest and also take care of my father."

  "Cleaning the first floor?"

  Zhao Heng's eyes flashed with surprise, he hadn't expected Ye Shifu to throw out this suggestion, after all, it was a risk for Ye Shifu. Of course, he wasn't a saint either and didn't immediately reject the offer: "This came a bit suddenly, let me think about it for two days."

  As he spoke, Zhao Heng let out a long sigh and was about to continue when he saw a sedan with a government license plate slowly driving towards them in the rain. The speed was neither fast nor eye-catching, but Zhao Heng's mind trembled, his innate intuition made him feel threatened, and as the car was about to pass in front of them...

  A cold wind blew in, and suddenly, Zhao Heng caught a whiff of the scent of death.

  Instantly stiffened.

  Ye Shishi felt Zhao Heng's intense gaze, and subconsciously turned her head to look over, just in time to see the car window quietly roll down, a black gun barrel poking out. Before she could react, the muzzle suddenly burst into flames, a bullet shooting out in an arc towards Ye Shishi's shoulder.

  Plop!

  The bullet didn't hit Ye Shishi, but grazed Zhao Heng's arm, splashing a blinding blood flower. It turned out that at the critical moment, the vigilant Zhao Heng directly hugged Ye Shishi and turned around, causing the bullet to lose its original target, and the muzzle was raised again, another calm shot.

  Excellent marksmanship! Quick reflexes!

  Zhao Heng picked up Ye Shishi and rolled out on the ground under the cover of night, the bullets missed again. The opponent did not hesitate to fire two more shots. Zhao Heng immediately performed an airborne front flip with a crouching jump, and all the bullets shot past him from below, exactly the move he had learned by stealing glances at Sima Qing.

  One strike doesn't hit! Two strikes don't hit either!

  Zhao Heng held Ye Shishi still, hiding behind the BMW's body. Both sides' swift movements came to a sudden halt, as if everyone had been petrified. The transformation from movement to stillness was so abrupt and heavy that it took one's breath away. In the next second, Zhao Heng, holding the woman, plunged into the Huangpu River.

  Puff puff puff!

  Just as they were climbing over the railing, a masked man rushed up from the side and fired three shots. The three bullets hit the ground and both sides, apparently the gunman had calculated their escape route, but did not expect Zhao Heng and Ye Shishi to jump into the river, so the three shots still missed.

  The masked man fell silent for a moment before getting into the sedan and leaving.

  In the distance, Yan Ruyu and the others were rushing over at full speed.

  At this time, Zhao Heng was holding onto a chain in the river with one hand and embracing Ye Shishi with the other. Half of their bodies were already submerged in the icy water. As Zhao Heng looked down at the woman in his arms, Ye Shishi showed no signs of panic or fear, only an indescribable sense of peace and tranquility.

  "Zhao Heng, thank you for saving me!"

  Ye Shishi ignored the blood seeping from her own chest and gently pressed her red lips onto Zhao Heng's gunshot wound.

  Bloody Romance!

  Zhao Heng only felt a warm and soothing sensation coming from the wound, which was completely opposite to the coolness of the river water. He wanted to stop Ye Shizhong's gentle feelings but didn't have a third hand. Most importantly, he saw the blood seeping through Ye Shizhong's chest, and his eyes flashed with a hint of sighing. He knew that Ye Shizhong was not injured tonight.

  This blood... it's probably just an old wound acting up again.

  "Who wants to kill you?"

  Zhai Heng dispersed his helpless thoughts and looked at the delicate woman: "Qing Bang?"

  Ye Shishishi smiled and did not respond, but simply thought of the invitation on the table.

  That invitation from the Du family that was rejected by myself!