Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 214 Zhu Sixuan × Ye Zeming (2)

Screams echoed throughout the private room.

Ye Zeming grabbed Zhou Shilin by the collar, his eyes filled with malice. "You're pretty tough, bullying a woman."

Zhou Shilin was beaten black and blue, his eyes were swollen and he couldn't open them, and his mouth was full of blood.

Ye Zeming showed no mercy, each punch more brutal than the last, until Zhu Sixuan could no longer make a sound before he stopped, then picked her up and carried her out.

Zhou Shilin was left lying on the ground, barely breathing.

Someone will clean up the mess.

Zhu Sixuan didn't know why Ye Zeming was here, but she had no time to think about it. The effects of alcohol and drugs were gradually weakening her rationality, and her mind was in a daze. The scent of bergamot on his body entered her nose.

She felt so hot that she instinctively pressed herself against the man, seeking a bit of coolness.

Ye Zeming noticed something was wrong with her. "Zhu Sixuan, what's wrong?"

Zhu Sixuan gripped his shirt tightly, rubbing her cheek against his neck repeatedly, "It's hot..."

Ye Zeming's breathing hitched slightly, and he frowned, asking, "Did he drug you?"

I went too lightly just now.

Zhu Sixuan's cheeks flushed an unnatural red as she murmured, "Mmm...it's so hot..."

"I'll take you to the hospital." Ye Zeming quickened his pace, his expression tense.

As the medicine became stronger, Zhu Sixuan felt as if she were being roasted on fire, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

After leaving the bar, Ye Zeming carried her into the car.

As soon as Zhu Sixuan sat down, she subconsciously pressed herself against him again.

Ye Zeming instructed the driver to drive faster.

There was iodine and cotton swabs in the car, so he helped Zhu Sixuan with some simple treatment first.

"Don't move."

Fortunately, the wound wasn't deep and wasn't serious.

Zhu Sixuan sat on his lap, squirming her body, and even leaned in to kiss his thin lips, "Help me..."

Ye Zeming leaned back slightly, his eyes dark and his voice hoarse, "Do you know who I am?"

He's not some saint; he doesn't have that much self-control.

Zhu Sixuan couldn't reach his lips, so she was forced to open her eyes, her eyes red and moist as she looked at him, "Ye Zeming..."

Tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice was filled with grievance.

Ye Zeming couldn't stand her gaze and cursed under his breath, "Damn it."

"Don't regret it."

Ultimately, desire prevails.

He could no longer restrain himself, raised his hand to hold the back of her head, and kissed her forcefully.

Zhu Sixuan wrapped her arms around his neck and responded awkwardly.

She had no experience and could only rely on instinct.

My clothes were stained with alcohol, and they were sticky and uncomfortable against my skin.

"Take it off..."

Ye Zeming complied with her wishes and helped her take off her clothes.

The cool, refreshing air that touched her skin provided temporary relief for Zhu Sixuan.

Ye Zeming kissed her even deeper. They were like two flints, sparking and burning fiercely at the slightest friction.

The car stopped just as they were reluctant to part.

We have arrived at the hospital parking lot.

Ye Zeming regained his senses and paused in time.

She's not fully conscious right now, and there's no guarantee she won't regret it later.
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Zhu Sixuan was receiving an IV drip at the hospital and slept fitfully through the night. When she woke up, Ye Zeming was still by her bedside.

Memories from last night flooded my mind in fragments, gradually piecing themselves together.

Ye Zeming sat in a chair with his back to the window, staring intently at her. "You're awake. How are you feeling?"

Zhu Sixuan slowly came to her senses, too embarrassed to look him in the eye, wishing she could dig a hole and disappear.

Although she had long coveted Ye Zeming's appearance, she only dared to think about it in private; she wouldn't dare to actually do it even if she had ten times the courage.

Could she pretend to have amnesia?

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Ye Zeming spoke again.

Zhu Sixuan gripped the blankets tightly, feigning composure, "Did you bring me to the hospital yesterday?"

His voice was hoarse and his throat felt dry.

"Is there anyone else here?" Ye Zeming reached for the bottled water on the bedside table and unscrewed the cap. "Get up and have some water."

Zhu Sixuan was indeed thirsty. She sat up in bed, took the bottled water, and thanked him.

"How did you offend Zhou Shilin?" Ye Zeming asked.

Zhu Sixuan took a couple of sips of water, which eased her throat considerably. "I didn't offend him. I don't even know him. He's the one who caused trouble for me because of my friend."

She suddenly remembered, and said in a slightly anxious tone, "Oh right, he took a picture of me yesterday..."

Ye Zeming: "Deleted."

Zhu Sixuan breathed a sigh of relief, "How is Zhou Shilin?"

She remembered that he hit her quite hard.

Ye Zeming frowned. "You still have time to care about him?"

Zhu Sixuan quickly explained, "I'm not worried about him, I'm afraid you'll get into trouble. After all, the Zhou family is used to running rampant in Hong Kong."

They even have people in the police station, so ordinary people who are bullied by the Zhou family have nowhere to seek justice.

Ye Zeming didn't care at all, and said in a light tone, "He's not dead, just broke two ribs."

Zhu Sixuan opened her mouth in astonishment.

With two ribs broken, would the Zhou family let this go? Although he is the president of an advertising company, he can't possibly go against the powerful and wealthy Zhou family.

“You beat Zhou Shilin like that, the Zhou family will retaliate against you.”

Ye Zeming raised an eyebrow. "What, are you worried about me?"

Zhu Sixuan blushed slightly, "No, this whole thing started because of me..."

Ye Zeming interrupted her, "You know it all started because of you, so shouldn't you take responsibility for your actions?"

“Responsible for…what?” Zhu Sixuan’s tongue was tied in knots.

She didn't mean it.

Besides, they only kissed for a short while, they didn't actually do anything, does he really want to settle scores with her?
"What responsibility are you talking about?" Ye Zeming's eyes narrowed. "What, you want to pretend nothing happened?"

"...Then how do you want me to compensate you?" Zhu Sixuan stammered, "You're not short of money..."