The floor and bed were covered with rose petals. Song Qinian walked barefoot on them, a bell anklet he had given her around her right ankle.
Song Qinian was only wearing a white shirt, its hem covering her thighs. The size suggested it wasn't hers.
It looked like his!
The top two buttons of the collar were undone, leaving it open to reveal her beautiful, fair swan-like neck and the right half of her shoulder.
This scene, this atmosphere, coupled with her shy expression that dared not look at him.
Hmph…
Shen Chi Yan pinched Song Qinian's chin, forcing her to look at him. "Who taught you to play this game?"
Song Qinian's heart was pounding. She wanted to take the initiative but didn't know how, so she searched online.
The methods online were varied. Song Qinian chose one that she could accept the most and that seemed promising: to wear Shen Chi Yan's clothes and seduce him.
For this, she mustered her courage and went into Shen Chi Yan's room to find a white shirt.
Although Shen Chi Yan disliked her, he seemed to like her body. He never stopped until past midnight every time.
But… why was Shen Chi Yan's reaction different from what netizens said? Didn't he just pounce on her, rip off her clothes, and do things to her?
The arrow was nocked, there was no turning back.
Song Qinian bravely and nervously took Shen Chi Yan's hand from her chin and gently kissed it with her lips.
Shen Chi Yan's deep, beautiful eyes instantly darkened. He abruptly pushed Song Qinian away.
Song Qinian was caught off guard, her waist hitting the table behind her.
Song Qinian gasped in pain, and in the next second, she heard Shen Chi Yan's cold, ruthless voice, "You're quite capable, using Qin Qin against Qiu Qiu, causing the two of them to develop animosity, while you hide behind and watch the show."
Shen Chi Yan looked at Song Qinian with contempt and mockery in his eyes.
"And now you're trying to seduce me with this method, thinking I'll let you off after I sleep with you? Hmph… Who do you think you are?"
Song Qinian endured the ache in her chest and the pain in her lower back, gesturing anxiously, "I never used Qin Qin…"
"Whether you used her or not, you know best! But I warn you, if you dare to have such wicked thoughts to harm Qiu Qiu again, I won't hesitate to send you to reunite with your father!"
Shen Chi Yan left. Song Qinian, terrified by his words, collapsed on the floor. She knew Shen Chi Yan was truly furious, not just saying it.
The more he cared about Lin Qiu Tong, the more he detested her!
Looking at the room she had meticulously decorated, she suddenly felt pathetic. No matter what she did, Shen Chi Yan wouldn't even glance at her.
The seduction failed, and it was an even bigger humiliation.
She stood up, supporting herself on the table, and was about to start tidying up the room when Shen Chi Yan, who had returned, suddenly pushed her onto the bed.
Before Song Qinian could react, Shen Chi Yan's fierce kiss descended.
He gave Song Qinian no chance to resist or breathe, unafraid of hurting her, and tore off her clothes.
Song Qinian knew Shen Chi Yan was punishing her. As he said, he wouldn't let her off so easily!
He was as gentle to Lin Qiu Tong as he was cruel to her.
Later, Song Qinian didn't even know when she fell asleep.
Shen Chi Yan's biological clock was very accurate.
No matter how late he slept, he would wake up at six in the morning every day and go for a run.
But that day, Shen Chi Yan was woken up by the heat.
He opened his eyes irritably and found that the source of the heat was Song Qinian in his arms.
Realizing something was wrong, he reached out and touched Song Qinian's forehead, finding it burning hot.
Damn it…
Shen Chi Yan sat up abruptly and turned on the bedside lamp. Song Qinian's cheeks were flushed unnaturally, her mouth slightly open, and the breath she exhaled was hot.
He frantically reached out and patted Song Qinian's face. "Wake up! Song Qinian, wake up!"
Song Qinian was clearly delirious from the fever, unconscious.
Shen Chi Yan cursed and got out of bed to get medicine.
Song Qinian, as if sensing he was about to leave, suddenly grabbed his finger.
Shen Chi Yan looked back and saw Song Qinian frowning, her small face full of pain and fear, as if she was having a nightmare.
"Let go! You have a fever, I'll get you medicine!"
Song Qinian still didn't let go, instead gripping tighter, as if she had grabbed a lifeline, with the attitude of never letting go even if she died.
Shen Chi Yan's expression was as grim as it could be. In the past, he would have unhesitatingly shaken Song Qinian off.
But for some reason today, seeing Song Qinian like this, his chest felt uncomfortable, and his heart softened.
But softening didn't mean he would be lenient with his words.
"Song Qinian, if you don't let go, I'll throw you out the window."
Song Qinian seemed to be startled, her body trembling. She curled into a ball but still didn't release Shen Chi Yan's hand.
This damned woman, she had no other skills, but she was very good at pretending to be pitiful!
Seeing the marks he had left all over Song Qinian, Shen Chi Yan, for the first time in a long time, felt a pang of conscience. He leaned close to Song Qinian and whispered coaxingly, "Be good, Qiqi. Let me go first, and I'll be back after I get the medicine."
As he spoke, he leaned down and lightly kissed Song Qinian's forehead.
Perhaps hearing that Shen Chi Yan would return, Song Qinian finally let go obediently.
After leaving the room, Shen Chi Yan held his forehead and cursed. Was he crazy?
It was one thing to coax Song Qinian into letting go, but why did he kiss her?
It was a completely subconscious reaction. By the time he realized it, it was too late.
This woman, Song Qinian, was poison!
Shen Chi Yan didn't want to see Song Qinian again, so he asked Zhang Qiaoqiao to take the medicine to Song Qinian.
When Zhang Qiaoqiao came out of Song Qinian's room with a troubled expression, Shen Chi Yan was sitting on the sofa, smoking, his expression dark and terrifying.
Seeing Zhang Qiaoqiao approach cautiously, Shen Chi Yan asked coldly, "Did she take the medicine?"
"No…"
Seeing Shen Chi Yan's expression grow colder, Zhang Qiaoqiao quickly said, "Madam probably found the medicine too bitter and spat it out after putting it in her mouth. I… I couldn't do anything."
"Let her burn to death then!"
Given Shen Chi Yan's consistently harsh treatment of Song Qinian, Zhang Qiaoqiao, upon hearing this, thought Shen Chi Yan was serious and burst into tears.
Shen Chi Yan: "…Shut up!"
"Then Madam…"
Shen Chi Yan didn't reply. He got up and, with a cold face, went to Song Qinian's room.
Zhang Qiaoqiao, worried, quietly followed him.
She thought that if the young master wanted to kill the young madam later, she could still save her.
Zhang Qiaoqiao peeked through the crack in the door. She saw Shen Chi Yan take two pills from the medicine sheet and stuff them into Song Qinian's mouth.
As expected, Song Qinian frowned and spat them out.
"Song Qinian! If you dare to spit out the medicine again, I'll send your entire family to Africa!"
Zhang Qiaoqiao's heart leaped into her throat. It was over, the young master's patience had run out, and he was going to make a move on the young madam!