I'm satisfied with you my foot! Song Ge had given up struggling and gave Qu Cheng the finger.
Qu Cheng's eyes flickered as he watched the bodyguards take her into another car and drive off. Then he turned to his assistant. "Find out her background in the shortest possible time. I want to know every detail. Also, check the car that had the accident and the driver."
He had a strange feeling that this incident seemed to be controlled by someone behind the scenes. This car accident was just too coincidental and too strange.
After Song Ge was taken back to Qu Cheng's villa, she first sighed at the luxurious life of the capitalists. The toilet was as big as the living - room in her home. Then she complained about Qu Cheng's strange character. "If it weren't for me saving you, you'd still be dying over and over again. Instead of repaying me, you kidnapped me!"
She took an angry bite of the duck leg. Song Ge automatically imagined the duck leg as Qu Cheng. When his handsome face flashed through her mind, she pursed her lips guiltily.
Just as she was halfway through eating, a steady and rhythmic footsteps grew closer. The bodyguard beside her nodded. "Sir."
Qu Cheng was back? Song Ge perked up, but then suddenly remembered what he had done to her. She straightened her face and calmly took another bite of the duck leg. At least, she should get some interest back and eat more of his food!
Looking at Song Ge's obviously angry back, Qu Cheng was silent for a moment and then walked to the opposite side of her. Their eyes met in the air. Qu Cheng was startled and Song Ge smacked her lips.
This man was really outrageously handsome. A high - end tailored tuxedo outlined his perfect inverted - triangle figure. There wasn't an ounce of fat on his body. His long and slender legs were wrapped in straight trousers, and a pair of perfectly - tailored leather shoes were shiny and black. He looked like a noble prince stepping out of an ancient European painting.
A beautiful man is a curse!
Song Ge rolled her eyes and continued to gnaw on her duck leg. She turned her grief and indignation into strength and took a big bite. Qu Cheng inexplicably felt a chill on his neck.
"Don't look at others when you're eating." He shifted his gaze and stopped looking at Song Ge. This woman ate too boldly. The key was that when she stared at him while gnawing the duck leg, it always gave him the illusion that she was gnawing on his neck.
"You're so nosy." Song Ge muttered under her breath and lowered her head to eat seriously. She always believed that no matter how big the problem was, she should fill her stomach first.
Watching her eat seriously, Qu Cheng actually felt a bit hungry. Without much hesitation, he sat down and quietly imitated Song Ge's way of eating.
"You should know why I invited you here. We don't need to say a lot of useless things. Tell me what I want to know, and I'll let you go."
Qu Cheng got straight to the point. Song Ge only felt a headache. "It's not that I don't want to tell you. I really don't know how to say it. Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me."
Putting down her chopsticks, Song Ge tried to reason with him. "Think about it. If I really had malicious intentions towards you, why would I stop you? I could just let you die."
Qu Cheng's eyes turned cold. Song Ge immediately shut up, knowing that she had said the wrong thing. But she was really speechless. How could she explain?
"Then I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to stay here for a few days until you figure out how to tell me." Qu Cheng remained calm, as if the whole thing had nothing to do with him.
"The food today is quite good." Qu Cheng, who was always stingy with his praise, said such a thing out of the blue, which immediately excited the butler.
Maybe it was because he watched Song Ge eat so deliciously, Qu Cheng found the food in front of him especially delicious.
The meal was silent yet intense. There was little conversation, but their chopsticks were busy. Qu Cheng was surprised that a girl could have such a big appetite.
"You eat more than I do." He elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth. Qu Cheng looked as graceful as a painting. "Don't you care about your image in front of me?"
Song Ge looked at him strangely, as if he were an alien. "Why should I care about my image in front of you?"
Qu Cheng's eyes flickered, but he said nothing.
This feeling was quite novel. Every woman he met always paid great attention to her image in front of him. They all wanted to appear like fairies who didn't eat earthly food, drinking only dew. Only Song Ge was the one gnawing on a duck leg.
Qu Cheng twitched the corners of his eyes a few times and shook off the strange thoughts in his head. "As long as you tell me what I want to know, I'll let you go immediately. Think it over carefully."
Song Ge spread her hands. "No comment."
She didn't know what was going on. She didn't know why the reset of her time was related to Qu Cheng's death. So far, time seemed to be flowing for her, but she always felt that this matter wasn't over yet.
Qu Cheng wasn't joking, but he soon found that neither was Song Ge. When she said she didn't know, she really kept her mouth shut. He sat with her for an entire afternoon, but Song Ge just ate and drank as usual and said nothing about why she had said he was going to die.
Whether it was because of her calmness or his own lack of self - control, Qu Cheng was the first one who couldn't sit still. He was going to use his trump card.
"Take her back to the room." Qu Cheng waved to the servant and added, "Wash her up and send her to my room. To prevent her from struggling and running away, tie her to the bed."
Now Song Ge couldn't stay calm anymore. She almost jumped up from the sofa. "Qu Cheng, what are you up to? I'm telling you, this is a society ruled by law. If you... Let go of me! Hey, let go of me!"
Oh no, Song Ge felt that her over - calmness might have irritated Qu Cheng. When she was caught and tied to the bed, the only thought in her head was this, along with uneasiness about Qu Cheng's ambiguous look.
"What kind of mess is this?!" Song Ge wanted to cry but had no tears.
While she was calling out to the heavens and the earth without getting any response, Qu Cheng was taking a shower. Water droplets ran down his hair onto the floor. He looked incredibly sexy.
"Song Ge."
Just now, the assistant had found out Song Ge's information. She was a very ordinary woman with an ordinary family background. She had never even come into contact with anyone from the upper class. It could be said that there was no intersection between her and Qu Cheng before today, and there was no possibility of any.
If she hadn't stopped him and kissed him at that time, they might never have crossed paths in their lives.
At first, Qu Cheng suspected that someone was using her to get close to him or harm him, but now it seemed that he had thought too much.
However, this made it even more suspicious.
Half an hour later, under Song Ge's nervousness, Qu Cheng pushed the door open. He was only wearing a bathrobe, with most of his honey - colored skin exposed. His tall and straight figure loomed under the bathrobe. Song Ge couldn't help but swallow.