Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 55

She is not as selfish as you

The gravel pricked his knees, but Song Zhili didn’t notice it. He held Song Qiusheng tightly in his arms, with such force that it felt like he was rubbing the person into his bones and blood.

Song Qiu Sheng’s whole body was trembling with heat, and the drug’s effect completely swallowed up her sanity. She could only twist her body in vain, but he held her tighter – his rough palm pressed the back of her neck, and his hot kiss fell arrogantly, with the smell of blood and paranoid possessiveness, and he pried open his teeth to suck in wildly.

“Qiu Sheng…my Qiu Sheng…” Song Zhili’s voice broke between his lips and teeth, with a roar that had been suppressed for many years, “You finally belong to me… You can’t run away anymore…”

His hands tore Song Qiusheng’s clothes roughly, and the sound of the shredded fabric was particularly harsh in the empty warehouse.

Hot tears fell from the corners of Song Qiusheng’s eyes. The effect of the medicine made his body weak, and his resistance turned into weak whimpering. He could only let the crazy plunder sweep through his body, and every inch of his skin was branded with hot marks. The humiliation and heat were intertwined, making him almost suffocated.

He Pingan, who fainted beside him, made no sound and became the backdrop for this out-of-control robbery.

Song Zhili was completely immersed in the ecstasy of getting what he wanted, and his movements became more and more cruel, as if he wanted to pour out all the years of longing, unwillingness and jealousy on the person in his arms.

It wasn’t until Song Qiusheng completely lost all strength and passed out that he calmed down a little, but the flame of paranoia was still burning in his eyes.

Song Zhili carefully picked up the unconscious Song Qiusheng, his movements were completely different from his rough behavior just now, as if he was holding a lost treasure.

He lowered his head and kissed Song Qiusheng’s sweaty forehead, with a satisfied and sinister smile on his lips: “This time, I won’t let you leave again.”

He ignored He Pingan, who was unconscious in the corner, strode out of the warehouse with Song Qiusheng in his arms, and stuffed the person into the car.

The engine roared, and the car broke through the night and drove towards the villa he secretly purchased in a neighboring city.

The lights in the villa were brightly lit. Song Zhili gently laid Song Qiusheng on the soft big bed, carefully tracing his red eyebrows and sweaty hair, his eyes full of obsession.

He sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed the faint red mark on Song Qiu Sheng’s wrist with his fingertips, and murmured in a low voice: “Qiu Sheng, it’s safe here, no one can disturb us. From now on, you can only stay by my side, forever.”

At this moment, Song Qiusheng, who was in a coma, was frowning, with the flush and unspeakable humiliation still remaining on his face. A longer and more desperate imprisonment had just begun.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa is a carefully maintained garden, but it is like an invisible cage, trapping Song Qiusheng in this small area.He was sitting on the sofa, wearing a soft shirt specially prepared by Song Zhili, but his fingertips were bone-chillingly cold.

Song Zhili came over with a glass of warm water, with a self-righteous gentleness on his face: “Qiu Sheng, drink some water. The servants in the villa are very sensible. Whatever you want, they will satisfy you.”

“Satisfy me?” Song Qiusheng raised his eyes, his eyes full of frozen sarcasm, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, “Satisfy me to leave here? Or are you satisfied that I let you take grandpa back from the nursing home?”

Song Zhili’s face suddenly darkened, but he still suppressed his anger: “Dad, he is old. There are people taking care of him in the nursing home, which is more comfortable than staying at home. As for you, Qiu Sheng, don’t think about leaving anymore, we will be together forever.”

“Forever?” Song Qiusheng stood up abruptly, his voice suddenly rising, with boundless ridicule and extreme anger, “Song Zhili, are you worthy of saying forever? You ignored the adoptive father who raised you for so many years, threw him into a nursing home like garbage, and did whatever it takes for your own selfish desires. You are really a ‘filial son’!”

“I was forced too!” Song Zhili finally couldn’t help roaring, and the tenderness in his eyes was completely replaced by madness. “If dad hadn’t forced me to marry, if he hadn’t been blocking us all the time, how could I have done this? Qiu Sheng, everything I did was for you!”

“For me?” Song Qiusheng seemed to have heard a big joke, laughing so hard that he almost burst into tears. “Imprisoning me, driving your adoptive father crazy, canceling the marriage and turning the Song and Xing families against each other, is this what you call for me? Song Zhili, you are so selfish! You only have your own possessiveness in your heart, and you have never considered the feelings of others!”

He approached Song Zhili step by step, his eyes as sharp as knives: “Do you think you control everything? Do you think I will give in if you trap me by your side? Tell you, it’s impossible! Even if I, Song Qiusheng, die, I won’t do what you want!”

Seeing the determination in his eyes, Song Zhili’s heart tightened, and she reached out to hug him, but was pushed away by Song Qiusheng.”Don’t touch me!” Song Qiusheng took a step back and looked at him warily, “I think you’re dirty!”

This sentence completely stung Song Zhili.He stared at Song Qiu Sheng, anger, pain and paranoia welling up in his eyes: “Dirty? Even if I am dirty, you can only stay by my side! Qiu Sheng, I warn you, don’t try to anger me again, otherwise, I don’t know what I will do.”

He turned and walked towards the door with heavy steps: “I have canceled the marriage and have taken control of most of the power of the Song family. No one can save you. You’d better be obedient, otherwise, you will only be the one who suffers.”

The door was slammed shut, and Song Qiusheng fell weakly on the sofa.The sunshine outside the window was bright, but it couldn’t shine into his frozen heart.He knew that Song Zhili had gone completely crazy, and it would be difficult for him to escape from here.

But he didn’t give up.He looked at the sky outside the window, a trace of determination flashing in his eyes.No matter what the price, he would leave here, rescue the old man, and make Song Zhili pay the due price for what he had done.

The business world in the neighboring city has undergone sudden changes, and the power reshuffle within the Xing family is even more rapid than that of the Song family.

When Xing Qingru used thunderous means to take back the power of the side armies, freeze the old man’s decision-making authority, and take all the core business of the Xing Group into his hands, Song Qiusheng was watching the TV through the bulletproof glass of the villa as she dressed in a haute couture suit and spoke calmly at the press conference.

“Xing Qingru is more ruthless than you.” He stroked the cold glass with his fingertips, and there was no emotion in his voice. “I have ignored my own father and taken charge of the Xing family without leaving any trace of human kindness.”

Song Zhili hugged him from behind, resting her chin on the crook of his neck, her breath smelling of cigars: “She has always been ambitious. In the past, it was because of the old man and the marriage, but now that she has no restraints, she will naturally show her true colors.” He paused, and his tone was deliberately provocative, “But she is interesting. She controlled the Xing family, but did not send anyone to rob He Ping’an. She was so deep in the underground love, but now she can let it go?”

Song Qiusheng suddenly broke away from his arms, turned around and sneered: “She is more conscious than you. He Ping’an has never been anyone’s accessory, not before, and not now.”

He thought of He Pingan’s determination when he stood in front of him, and of Xing Qingru who apologized to He Pingan in the cafe, and suddenly understood that what Xing Qingru wanted was never someone’s attachment, but the power to control his own destiny.She stood up for her father, not to get revenge on anyone, nor to save anyone, but just to completely get rid of the family’s control and live the way she wanted.

And this clarity is exactly what Song Zhili will never understand.

“Sober?” Song Zhili sneered, stretched out her hand to hold his chin, and forced him to look at her, “In my eyes, that’s callous. She abandoned He Ping’an for the sake of the family, and now she’s powerful, how can she pretend to be noble? If she really misses her old relationship, why not take her back to serve her?”

“Serve?” A trace of anger flashed in Song Qiusheng’s eyes, “In your opinion, everyone is just a pawn that can be manipulated at will? Xing Qingru doesn’t find any peace precisely because she finally respects his choice. Unlike you, who only uses imprisonment and plunder to satisfy his possessive desire.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the villa’s security system suddenly sounded a slight alarm.Song Zhili’s expression changed, he let go of Song Qiusheng and walked quickly towards the monitoring room.Song Qiusheng’s heart moved, and she vaguely guessed that He Ping’an might be here – and Xing Qingru’s rise might not have anything to do with them.

He walked to the window and looked at the black car looming in the driveway in the distance, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.After Xing Qingru took control of the Xing family, he neither helped Song Zhili nor targeted He Ping’an. Behind this neutrality, there might be a deeper conspiracy.And his escape may be to use this newly rising power to break the cage set by Song Zhili.