C30

Ling Yiheng was working inside when he received a call from Zhou Heng. On the way, he met with an accident and was hit by a car. He was still waiting outside for the police to pass.

Ling Yiheng walked into the living room and was about to tell Zuo Zixian, but when he arrived, he saw her curled up on the sofa, sleeping.

He had read that a person in this position was extremely insecure.

His suit jacket barely covered her hips, and he could clearly see her long white legs and the pale underpants that showed a little of the fabric.

The man looked at her with a deeper gaze, and his Adam's apple unconsciously moved.

This sort of visual enticement was a test of his mental fortitude.

In particular, he had tasted her beauty. Although that time he had been angry at her for talking to him about the deal and had punished her, he still could not forget her sweetness.

Her legs and buttocks were what he liked, and her well-developed breasts were squeezed together because of lying on her side, which made one's imagination run wild.

Normally, he would never get close to a woman, but when he saw her, he failed. It was unknown if it was because he hadn't touched a woman in a long time, or because this woman was an exception.

Just when Ling Yiheng felt the burning sensation in his lower abdomen, he promptly covered himself with a thin blanket on the sofa, covering every part of his body. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.

He watched her sleeping face up close and found that she was sleeping well, quiet as a baby.

Her skin had always been white and clear, but now, under the moonlight shining through the window, it looked as beautiful as jade.

But there was an unintentional expression of worry on his face.

Her long eyelashes slightly fluttered in the air, and her eyebrows gently furrowed, as if she was having a bad dream.

Ling Yiheng reached out his hand unconsciously and touched her forehead, trying to smooth that crease.

In the next moment, he saw Zuo Zixian suddenly open his eyes and stare at him, causing him to be stunned and not have time to retract his hand.

However, her eyes seemed to have no focal point.

Just as he was about to say something, the girl in front of him grabbed his neck and pressed him down. She lifted her head and kissed his lips.

Ling Yiheng wasn't the kind of person who liked to be in close contact with women. Especially in this kind of situation, he subconsciously wanted to push her away, wanting to stop her from doing anything else.

However, what he did not expect was that things did not go as he had expected.

She didn't stick her tongue in, or force him to do anything. She just put her face quietly against his cheek and closed her eyes again.

Obviously, she didn't actually wake up. Perhaps it was just a dream, and then she woke up for a moment.

Ling Yiheng wanted to reach out to push her away, but he saw tears slowly falling from her eyes, streaming down her face. The tears also stained the left side of her face that he didn't have the time to move away from, causing him to feel cold.

His heart was moved for a moment.

Suddenly, she let go of his hand and leaned on him. She closed her eyes and murmured, "Daddy, I'm so tired …"

Hearing her call him father, Ling Yi Heng's expression changed. Daddy?! If it wasn't for the fact that this girl had already fallen asleep, he definitely would have told her to clearly see if he was that old.

From beginning to end, he couldn't bear to let her sleep like this.

He stretched out his hand and laid her flat on the sofa, then stood up again. Seeing that the blanket was askew, he covered her again to make sure that the cold wasn't too bad.

However, just as he was about to turn around, he was suddenly grabbed by a hand by Zuo Ziqian. She said with a hazy voice filled with fear, "Don't go …."

He could tell that her mood was unstable. She must have dreamt of something. Under these circumstances, she should be allowed to sleep well.

In the end, he still pulled away from her hand, his heart was unable to bear it any longer and began to stir.

Her brow creased more and more and her eyes rolled under her closed eyelids. Then, he heard her whispering, "Father, mother …"

Zuo Zixian's dreams were filled with scenes of his family happily living together in the past, until three years ago when his father's winery began to have problems. Afterwards, the atmosphere in the house became worse and worse, all the way until the winery went bankrupt and his father's car accident.

All this time, she had endured too much. Everything that had happened had pressured her to the point where she couldn't even breathe.

She felt as if the feeling of being wronged and fragile was about to be released, making her unable to tell if this was reality or a dream.

Tears once again assaulted her.

However, the remaining reason and depression in her heart suddenly surged, causing her to subconsciously regain her consciousness.

He suddenly moved his hand, and Zuo Zisheng woke up.

She opened her eyes and saw Ling Yiheng standing in front of her. She had yet to completely wake up from her sleep. When faced with his deep gaze, she was at a loss as to what to do.