Chapter 100

Chapter 101: Gunshot

Speechless!

Zhao Heng was speechless at the bewitching beauty before him, but when he saw a trace of pain flash across Ye Shishi's face, as if the previous movement had caused her some discomfort, his heart stirred slightly. However, he ultimately did nothing, just turning his head to look out the window: "Am I that good?"

Ye Shishi grabbed Zhao Heng's hand and smiled faintly: "Many men have passed through my life, but the only one who can have a calm conversation with me is you. This has nothing to do with love; it's just mutual support in a lonely city. It doesn't matter if you refuse me, but when you have time, we should be closer."

Ye Shishi suddenly chuckled, her smile carrying a hint of seduction.

"Thank you, Sister Ye, for your favor."

Zhao Heng smiled lightly and looked out the window: "But we can talk elsewhere. You just had three shots of vodka. If the traffic police catch you now, it would be drunk driving. It doesn't matter if you spend a few months in jail, but I don't want to lose my life. Sister Ye, we've reached the riverside. Park the car."

"I want to live a few more days."

"Ruining the mood!"

Ye Shishi laughed and parked the car by the Huangpu River: "There are probably many people in this world who want you dead, but few can actually do it. Even if I wanted to crash the car, I doubt I'd have much chance of dying. Besides, the three drinks were your idea."

Ye Shishi leaned in, staring intently at Zhao Heng: "Are you worried about me now?"

Zhao Heng replied with a playful tone: "You didn't have to drink!"

Ye Shishi's red lips parted: "When you asked me to drink, I drank."

Zhao Heng glanced at Ye Shishi, feeling a strange warmth in his heart. The beautiful and alluring woman, showing a daughter-like demeanor, had a unique charm. Stripping away her deep and complex facade, ignoring her ruthless methods, this woman was flawless. Most women with such a thick exterior were forced by society.

Zhao Heng suddenly became playful: "What if I want you?"

"I'll give myself to you!"

Ye Shishi met Zhao Heng's gaze with a fiery intensity, making it impossible to tell if she was testing him or genuinely moved. However, her ambiguous words seemed to bring them closer, adding an unspoken understanding. She nodded and smiled faintly: "If you don't believe me, we can have a car ride right now?"

Zhao Heng sighed: "You really give me a headache."

He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, fearing he might lose control and take Ye Shishi, which would bind his future to her, possibly making him a pawn in her hands. He controlled his desire, opened his umbrella, and shielded himself from the wind and rain.

The night breeze blew, bringing a chill that cleared his mind.

Ye Shishi also got out of the car, wrapping her knee-length skirt tightly around her, her figure alluring. She held her clothes with one hand as if she were cold, and with the other, she naturally linked her arm with Zhao Heng's. Zhao Heng's body tensed slightly, and Ye Shishi, seeing the flustered look on this usually imposing man, laughed.

She was like a bright, seductive red rose.

Then, Ye Shishi turned and wrapped her soft, fragrant body around Zhao Heng's waist. The scent instantly spread over his body, and the fullness and softness of her chest pressed against his back, making him feel a sense of intoxication.

"Don't move."

Sensing that Zhao Heng was about to turn, Ye Shishi tightened her grip and said: "Just hold me for a while, just a while."

Hearing the tension and loneliness in Ye Shishi's voice, Zhao Heng obediently remained still, saying nothing. Ye Shishi pressed her face against Zhao Heng's back. The scent from his body was pleasant, not the kind of perfume that was becoming increasingly popular, nor any cologne.

It was a simple, sunny scent, faint but real. The broad touch on his cheeks and the smell at his nose made Ye Shishi's heart slowly calm down. She took a deep breath and said softly, "Actually, holding you like this is quite nice."

"It's been a long time... a very long time since I've felt this way."

No matter how strong and capable Ye Shishi was, she was still a woman who needed a shoulder to lean on. Looking around the entire Huanghai, there were few men who could catch her eye. A glance was enough to know that those men only wanted to take advantage of her. So, seeing Zhao Heng, who was not swayed by her charms, made her feel a special fondness.

The series of events also showed her Zhao Heng's abilities, making her feel that this man was a safe haven. Of course, this had nothing to do with love; it was purely mutual support in loneliness. Most importantly, Zhao Heng could understand the worry in her eyes and hear her inner voice.

A true friend, what more could one ask for?

If Zhao Heng had agreed to keep her, she would have unhesitatingly hidden him away.

Unfortunately, Zhao Heng refused her!

But this disappointment also brought a hint of admiration: this man was destined for great things! When she hugged him from behind, her heart felt an unprecedented peace, something she hadn't experienced in many years. She envied Du Ziyang, who could sleep in such strong arms, feeling happy.

"Zhao Heng, are you interested in managing the First Floor?"

Ye Shishi looked serious: "I want to take a few months off to take care of my father."

"Managing the First Floor?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Heng's eyes. He hadn't expected Ye Shishi to make this suggestion, as it posed a risk to her. Of course, he wasn't a saint and didn't immediately refuse this tempting offer: "This is a bit sudden. Let me think about it for two days."

At this point, Zhao Heng exhaled a long breath, about to add more when he saw a government-licensed car slowly approaching in the rain. It wasn't fast or conspicuous, but Zhao Heng's instincts made him tense. As the car passed them, a cold wind blew, and Zhao Heng suddenly smelled the scent of death.

He froze.

Ye Shishi felt Zhao Heng's tension and instinctively turned her head, just in time to see the car window roll down, revealing a black gun barrel. Before she could react, the gun fired, and a bullet curved toward her shoulder.

Thud!

The bullet didn't hit Ye Shishi but grazed Zhao Heng's arm, splashing a bright red bloodstain. At the critical moment, Zhao Heng, who was already on guard, turned and hugged Ye Shishi, causing the bullet to miss its target. The gun barrel lifted again, and another shot was fired.

Sharp shooting! Quick reaction!

Zhao Heng hugged Ye Shishi and rolled on the ground, the bullet missing again. The shooter fired two more shots without hesitation, and Zhao Heng performed a forward flip and a crouch jump, the bullets passing under him. These were moves he had learned from Sima Qing.

First shot missed! Second shot missed!

Zhao Heng hugged Ye Shishi and hid behind the BMW, both of them remaining still. The swift and lightning-fast actions turned into a sudden stillness, as if everyone was petrified. The next second, Zhao Heng hugged the woman and jumped into the Huangpu River.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

As they jumped over the railing, a masked man approached from the side, firing three shots. The bullets hit the ground and the sides, clearly calculated to intercept their movements. However, the masked man didn't expect Zhao Heng and Ye Shishi to jump into the river, and the three shots missed.

The masked man paused briefly and then got into the car and left.

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

At this moment, Zhao Heng was tightly gripping a chain in the river, his other hand holding Ye Shishi. Most of their bodies were already submerged in the cold water. When Zhao Heng looked down at the woman in his arms, Ye Shishi showed no panic or fear, only a sense of peace and tranquility.

"Zhao Heng, thank you for saving me!"

Ignoring the blood seeping from her chest, Ye Shishi's red lips kissed Zhao Heng's gunshot wound.

A blood-soaked romance!

Zhao Heng felt a warm sensation from the wound, completely different from the cold river water. He wanted to stop Ye Shishi's affection but had no third hand. Most importantly, seeing the blood seeping from her chest, a hint of sorrow crossed his eyes. He knew Ye Shishi wasn't injured tonight.

This blood... it must be from an old wound.

"Who wants to kill you?"

Zhao Heng dismissed his frustration and looked at the beautiful woman: "The Qing Gang?"

Ye Shishi smiled seductively but didn't respond, instead thinking of the invitation on the table.

The invitation from the Du family, which she had refused!