Chapter 19: Mayday

Chapter 19

Song JinXing was at a loss for words to describe his current mood for a moment. If he had to use an emoji to express it, it would probably be 【Shocking my whole family·JPG】.

Facing his incredulous gaze, Zhong Ruanxing, who was shy just now, gradually became justified: "If I kicked and injured his vital part, he would definitely sue me for assault and battery, but if his pubic hair was burned, he wouldn't go around telling everyone right? I was able to protect myself and escape, and also taught him an unforgettable lesson, so it's killing two birds with one stone."

She was rather proud of herself.

Song Lecheng did get a harsh lesson. For the next half year, gossip news about him reduced a lot. He was simply traumatized by her and almost impotent for life.

No wonder he resented Zhong Ruanxing for so long.

Song JinXing thought of that scene and couldn't bear to look straight at it. He was both angry and amused, and was speechless for a long time.

After being complacent about her feat for a while, Zhong Ruanxing sighed again: "But I also paid a heavy price for it. My career was already struggling, and after offending him, it became even more difficult." She said solemnly, "So be careful from now on. He will definitely play dirty tricks on you!"

Song JinXing nodded: "Got it."

After eating, Zhong Ruanxing took the initiative to clean up the tableware. Song JinXing took her phone and went out to the balcony to send a few text messages. For work convenience, they had exchanged phones and saved some phone numbers that he might need to use later.

After finishing work, it was already more than 10 o'clock at night. Zhong Ruanxing was a little lazy: "I won't go back today, I'll just sleep here tonight."

Song JinXing nodded: "Okay, pay attention to safety."

Zhong Ruanxing waved at him: "Bye, by the way, did you drive here?"

Song JinXing said, "Yes."

She was excited: "My car drives well, right?"

Recalling that pink Minicar, Song JinXing was silent for a moment: "...It's ok."

Zhong Ruanxing said, "If you don't like pink, just tear off the sticker, but Zhong You will probably cry if you do."

She had completely fallen in love with her newly bought sports car and was tired of the old one.

He walked to the door: "I'm leaving, rest early."

Behind him, Zhong Ruanxing let out a big yawn.

Ling immediately replied: "Okay!"

He was an excellent assistant, never asking why.

The elevator reached the basement level -1. Zhong Ruanxing strode out with big steps. Soon, a roar came from the underground parking lot, and a Bentley swept past quickly.

It was almost midnight, with no traffic jams on the road. It took Zhong Ruanxing less than 10 minutes to arrive at the WOLF Bar. This was a high-end bar area she had been to a few times with friends, so she was relatively familiar with it.

The arrival of the black Bentley immediately attracted the attention of the fashionably dressed men and women outside the bar. Seeing a tall, handsome man get out, their chaotic eyes lit up, communicating wordlessly. Several beautifully dressed girls had already wandered over inadvertently. Who would have thought the handsome man would walk in with purpose without even glancing at them, clearly having a goal in mind.

The girls left disappointed.

After calling twice, Song Wenyin finally answered the phone. Zhong Ruanxing asked, "Where are you guys now?"

There was gasping sound on the phone, and soon someone shouted from the alley next door: "Brother! Third brother! I'm here!"

Zhong Ruanxing turned around and saw a girl in a white dress running out of the colorful alley next door. With her good memory, she recognized her at a glance.

It was the girl who greeted her first when she entered the Song family mansion for the family banquet after switching bodies with Song JinXing that day.

So she was Song Wenyin.

Zhong Ruanxing walked over: "Where is Shuling?"

Song Wenyin's eyes were red, clearly from crying, anxious and scared: "They took her inside." She pointed to the intersection ahead and cried again: "I couldn't stop them. Shuling was also unwilling to leave with me. What should I do, brother?"

Zhong Ruanxing said, "Take me there."

Song Wenyin hurried off.

Through the winding alleys full of neon lights and debauchery, thanks to Song Wenyin still remembering the way, Zhong Ruanxing finally saw the group she was talking about.

Four or five young men who looked like social scumbags were squatting on the steps with phones in their hands, laughing wildly and looking for angles to take pictures. On the steps lay a girl in a red dress, with her long hair covering half of her unconscious face.

The man with a tattoo on his neck was about to lift her skirt with a lewd laugh. Zhong Ruanxing strode over and kicked him over, stepping heavily on his wrist.

The tattooed man let out a pig-like shriek.