Tearing Her Skirt

She stood dazed in the rain, her entire body cold. She forgot how to breathe.

Why was he here? Who was he? Did he recognize her?

If she could, she would never want to see him again. She did not want to face that night's messy and terrifying memories.

In the backseat of the car, the man was wearing an exquisite dark-colored suit. The collar of his shirt was slightly opened, revealing a peek of his sexy chest. His appearance was extremely outstanding as if a famous craftsman carved him. He had narrow eyes, a high nose bridge, and sharp thin lips…

It was enough to make women scream.

Su Xingyu wanted to scream too.

Looking into those unfathomable eyes, every cell in her body screamed for escape.

Her body was shaking so much that she could not stand straight. She heard the person who was supporting her ask, "Miss, are you alright?"

She was left speechless.

The rain got heavier, and the water splashed into the backseat of the Bentley, wetting half of the man's body. However, he didn't seem to mind. He continued to look at her and said softly, "Get in."

In the pouring rain, she did not know how she could hear so clearly.

The person who was supporting her had heard it as well. He looked at her in surprise before helping her to the other side of the car door. Su Xingyu came back to her senses and tried her best to shrink back. "No… I'm not going in!"

The person who was supporting her snorted. "Do you know how many people want to sit in this car but couldn't? I don't know what kind of kindness Boss decided to show today that he's willing to give you a ride. Miss, take it as a blessing."

She did not dare to say anything else. She was a girl, and she was injured. She was helpless in such a situation, to begin with. She was stuffed into the backseat of the car, and the door slammed shut. The person who had shoved her in turned around and went to the driver's seat.

She was alone in the backseat with the mysterious and terrifying man.

Shuddering, she tried to curl herself into a ball, vainly lowering her presence.

However, the man in the backseat turned his head to look at her. "Show me your leg." His voice was cold with a hint of magnetism. He was used to giving orders, and his tone naturally revealed an irresistible pressure.

Her heart trembled as she carefully stretched out her leg, exposing herself to the man's gaze.

"The other one," the man said.

Startled, she realized he was referring to her injured leg. She did not dare to disobey him and endured the pain as she moved her other leg with difficulty. In the weak light of the rainy day, her fair calf was dripping with blood. The hem of her ash-gray gown had a long tear, stained with mud when she fell. She was in a sorry state.

The blood was mixed with dirty rainwater, flowing down her fragile and slender leg onto the soft and thick wool carpet in the car. She moved a little uneasily and saw the man lean down and reach out to hold her ankle.

She screamed and heard the man say, "Don't move."

She didn't dare to move anymore. Her body went rigid as she felt his hand press against her ankle, then move up and carefully press against her calf. The dry palm felt hot against her cold skin. Inevitably, she remembered that wild night two years ago. He'd held her leg the same way, and then…

Her heart started to beat faster as she felt her blood flow in reverse.

She felt extremely nervous as she didn't know what he was going to do. The material of his superior suit touched her skin lightly. The two of them were so close that she could smell a faint masculine scent on him. This made her even more flustered and uneasy.

Rip!

A crisp tear sounded.

Su Xingyu only felt a cold sensation on her legs. It was only then that she realized that the man had ripped open her skirt without warning! "What are you doing?!" She panicked and blurted out, instinctively using her hands to cover the part that he had torn.

The man pulled her wrist away. "Don't get in the way."

His hand was stained with the blood from the wound on her calf. It rubbed against her wrist, leaving a shocking red mark.

"What are you trying to do?!" She was still flustered and terrified. This man in front of her could do anything. How could she let her be at his beck and call? Her heart was pounding as she watched him wrap the torn cloth around her injured calf. One round, another round… his technique was professional and clean.

The bleeding on her calf stopped.

The man straightened his body. "I didn't hurt your bones." His voice was still cold and magnetic.

It was only then that she realized he was treating her wound. He could not find a bandage to stop the bleeding, so he tore off her originally ruined skirt. In an instant, her face turned red to the base of her neck. It turned out that she had misunderstood him.

"Thank… thank you," she stammered.

The man returned to his seat and instructed the driver, "Go to the hospital."

Before the driver could speak, the person in the front passenger seat interrupted, "Boss, Madam is rushing us. She said that Miss Zhuang and the rest have arrived long ago and are just waiting for you. Why don't I find another car to send this lady to the hospital?" Since she did not injure her bones, it would not be a big problem to delay her for a while.

Su Xingyu recalled that when they were in the rain earlier on, the person in the front passenger seat had mentioned something urgent.

No matter what urgent matters they had, this was the best chance for her to escape. Thus, she said with trepidation, "There's no need to trouble you. I can go to the hospital myself. Let me get out of the car." She did not want to spend even a second with this man beside her. The nightmare from two years ago swept over her with an invisible pressure that made her tremble.

She wasn't sure if he had recognized her. If she were the only one who had remembered that incident, that would be…

Thank God.

Unfortunately, things did not go according to her wishes.

"Su Xingyu, just sit here." The man's voice rang out, still cold and emotionless. "Xie Yan, call Madam and tell her I'll be an hour late. Drive to the hospital."

…Su Xingyu!

Su Xingyu's face turned pale instantly. She did not even hear what he was saying.

He… still remembered her!

He must still have remembered her! That was why he could accurately say her name!

Even then, she still remembered that two years ago, he had ruthlessly torn apart the thin veil on her body. He said, "Su Xingyu, you asked for this." He knew who she was from the start! Countless emotions surged in her heart—panic, anger, pain…

His phone suddenly rang.

She saw the man pick up the phone. The hazy rain outside the car window outlined his ice sculpture-like profile. "Mom? Something happened on the way. I'll be late… Why does it matter? She's so educated and reasonable. She'll understand. It's very important?… I've already said that you don't have to worry about my marriage."

The man's intermittent voice echoed in the car. It seemed to become stiffer as he spoke on the other end of the phone. His voice gradually became deeper.

Su Xingyu guessed that the so-called urgent matter was asking him to go on a blind date. She wondered which girl was so unlucky to become a demon's wife. Just as her thoughts were running wild, the man had already hung up the call.

He tilted his head to look at Su Xingyu and asked, "Can you walk?"

She was stunned for a moment. Thinking that he was finally willing to let her go, she nodded hurriedly.

"Very good." He instructed the driver, "Change course and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."