"It has nothing to do with you. Go away." Su Peizhen pushed him away forcefully, took a step back, and fell onto the sofa. She went for the wine again.
Ling Jing grabbed his hand, and he pulled her up again.
"Didn't I tell you? How can it have nothing to do with me? "Ling Jing grabbed her tightly, not giving her a chance to break free.
"A day as husband and wife means a hundred days of love. We've slept together for so many days. What? You can't tell me? "
"Husband and wife? Gratitude? "Su Peizhen looked as if she had heard a joke. Her eyes were full of mockery, and because of the alcohol, her face was very red.
At this moment, she was in a bad mood and did not want to suppress her emotions. She raised her hand and gently tapped Ling Jing's chest.
"What are you talking about? You're here to talk about gratitude? Aren't you just a gigolo? I don't want to see you now, and I don't want to talk to you either. Get lost. "
Ling Jing has never been disgraced by anyone in his life. It was Su Peizhen who had humiliated him over and over again.
He was so angry that he lowered his head to kiss her. Su Peizhen was so angry that she raised her hand to slap him, but someone grabbed her hand.
Su Peizhen tried a few times but failed to pull her hand back.
"I'll say it again, get lost. I don't want to see you. "
Ling Jing grabbed Su Peizhen's hand and couldn't hide the anger on his face. Damn woman, she didn't know when she first came, but now she wanted to slap him?
But this woman, this damned woman. They had repeatedly challenged his bottom line.
He grabbed her arm tightly and made her look at him.
"That's enough. Su Peizhen, who provoked you? Why don't you attack the person who provoked you? Why are you attacking me? Fine, you don't dare to make a move, do you? Tell me who provoked you, and I'll help you teach that person a lesson. Tell me. "
Su Peizhen finally looked Ling Jing in the eye. "Ling Jing, get lost."
Ling Jing was furious. He had never been so angry in his life.
This woman simply didn't know how to appreciate kindness.
He grabbed her hand and led her outside. Su Peizhen was dragged by him. She staggered and almost fell.
She tried hard to pull her hand away, but the difference between men and women was reflected at this moment. She couldn't pull it away.
"What are you doing? Let me go. "
She wanted to kick him, but that would make her body lose balance. With alcohol and anger, her voice was a notch higher than usual.
"Ling Jing, you bastard, let me go."
Ling Jing directly dragged her out of the door. Before going out, she did not forget to take Xuan Guan's coat.
As soon as she stepped out of the door and lost the protection of the heater, Su Peizhen's body shrank. Ling Jing threw the down jacket on her.
"Ling Jing, you lunatic."
Su Peizhen wanted to enter the door again, but Ling Jing did not give her a chance.
He closed the door and led her to the direction of the elevator.
"Woman, do you want to get drunk? What was the point of getting drunk? Come on. If you want to drown your sorrows in alcohol, why don't I bring you to play something more exciting? "
Lunatic.
The moment Su Peizhen stepped into the elevator, she shook off his hand and took a step back.
"Who says I'm drowning my sorrows in alcohol? I just want to drink. "
"Really?" Ling Jing took a step forward and stood in front of her. She stared at her face and her eyes were full of malice: "Since that's the case, do you dare to go with me? Hmm? I promise that my method is a hundred times more effective than letting you simply drink. "
Su Peizhen did not want to talk to him at all. After drinking, the wind blew and she was about fifty to sixty percent sober.
She put on the down jacket, looked at Ling Jing coldly and pressed the elevator button: "Get out of the way, I want to go back."
Ling Jing completely ignored her. The elevator went down to the underground parking lot, and he grabbed her wrist and led her to his car.
Sure enough, it was the familiar Cadillac that had been parked here for a long time.
After getting into the car, Su Peizhen stopped running. She seemed to be sober but not sober. She seemed to be drunk but not drunk.
The emptiness in her heart was still there, and the feeling of her body was still there. The feeling of loss, emptiness, and the discomfort of her life being turned upside down was still there.
She closed her eyes and emptied her mind. She did not see, did not listen, did not feel.
The car drove out of the underground parking lot like an arrow. In such cold weather. The black shadow of the car shuttled through the streets and alleys of Rong City.
Su Peizhen felt it, but she did not open her eyes.
The car stopped, and she still closed her eyes. The person beside her got out of the car, but she did not move.
Being drunk was also a way to numb oneself, and emptying one's mind was also a way to numb oneself.
She was fearless. Without people and things to care about, the heart would become unprecedentedly strong, and it would also become extremely empty and lost.
There seemed to be a lot of voices around her, but she did not open her eyes. She was not curious, nor did she care. She did not want to know where Ling Jing brought her and what he brought her here for.
About ten minutes passed, or maybe twenty.
The car door on her side was opened, and the cold wind poured in. Her body instinctively shrank. In the next second, she was dragged out of the car.
"…" She finally opened her eyes and finally saw the environment she was in.
There were more than one mountain in Rong City. She knew this place, but she had never been there.
There were many people standing on both sides of the winding mountain road. These people were not afraid of the cold on such a cold day. There were men and women, and it was very noisy. Those voices had been blocked out by her just now, so she could hear them clearly now.
She felt that it was noisy and instinctively frowned. However, she was led forward by Ling Jing.
There were many cars lined up neatly in front of them. At a glance, all of them were luxury cars.
Ferrari, Lamborghini, Maybach, Porsche, Aston Martin, Bugatti Veyron …
When Ling Jing held Su Peizhen's hand and entered the car, someone blew a whistle.
Ling Jing glanced over, and the man made a zipping motion with his mouth. Soon, someone came over and put a car key in Ling Jing's hand.
Ling Jing glanced at Su Peizhen and asked, "Are you afraid?"
Su Peizhen's state at this moment was empty, and her thoughts were also empty. Ling Jing's words made her come back to her senses a little, but she gave him a cold look.
There was no trace of emotion in her extremely cold eyes. It seemed to be saying, "Why would I, Su Peizhen, be afraid?"
"It's good that you're not afraid."
Ling Jing took the car key and walked to one of the white Aston Martin. He opened the door and gestured for Su Peizhen to get in.
Su Peizhen finally had a little emotional reaction. She looked at Ling Jing and then at the mountain road in front of her.
She retracted her gaze and met Ling Jing's eyes. "You want to play this?"
"Yes. Do you dare to get in? "
Su Peizhen glanced at him, and her eyes were still empty. There was no emotion in them, and there was no emotion.
She opened the car door and got in. Ling Jing also got in the car.
The noise around them seemed to have gotten even louder. Whistles, jeers, and cheers could be heard everywhere.
People got into the cars around them one after another. The sound of the engine continued. Su Peizhen glanced at Ling Jing. He didn't take any protective measures, and neither did she.
"Woman, if I win today, this car will be mine."
Ling Jing suddenly approached her and stared into her eyes. "Do you think I can win?"
Su Peizhen refused to answer such a question. She was still in a state of refusing to receive any information at this time.
Ling Jing didn't give up and moved closer to her. At the same time, he fastened her seat belt. "Tell me, do you think I can win today?"
"No." Su Peizhen didn't intend to save Ling Jing's face at all.
Ling Jing looked at Su Peizhen, who looked as if her soul had flown out of her body, and nodded. Ling Jing knew that she was not sober yet, but he wanted Su Peizhen to be half drunk like this.
"Okay. If I don't win today, I'm not Ling Jing. "
Su Peizhen didn't look at him at all. Her eyes swept forward. On such a cold day, there was also a girl dressed very skimpily standing there. She waved two small flags in her hands.
People kept whistling and cheering. The girl stood on the side and waved the small flag in her hand vigorously —
The roar of the engine continued, and the car drove away like an arrow. Before Su Peizhen could react or prepare, the car had already rushed out toward the mountain road.
Her body fell back because of such a momentum. Even if Su Peizhen didn't want to, even if she kept forcing herself to empty her mind, it didn't work.
The car kept moving forward, and forward, and constantly accelerating. In extreme speed, it was easy for people to feel weightless.
Not to mention that they were on a mountain road now. Every turn and every acceleration would make people feel uncomfortable.
Su Peizhen, who was originally in a daze, had to return to her body. She watched Ling Jing drive the car skillfully, skillfully overtaking one car after another.
She could drive herself, but she never drove fast. One was habit. Whether it was Su Chenghui or Li Qianxue, they were both people who followed the rules and cherished their lives.
She was the same. Some habits were inherited.
Right now, the car seemed to be flying toward the top of the mountain. The winding mountain road was full of curves and narrow roads. Su Peizhen pressed her body tightly against the car seat behind her.
She turned to look at Ling Jing, but at this moment, Ling Jing was no longer the person she had thought he was.
His eyes were like a cheetah in the dark, or like a goshawk on a cliff.
She knew that since the speed series of movies became popular in China, many people liked the feeling of speeding like this.
Everyone thought that they were Paul or Vin Diesel. But in fact, not everyone could be Paul or Vin Diesel.
Su Peizhen's body was very uncomfortable. She didn't like this feeling at all. She wanted to speak, but the car drove past a bend at this moment. A car behind them was about to catch up —
She saw Ling Jing's calm face. He didn't look back at all, stepped on the accelerator, and turned the steering wheel.
Su Peizhen thought that she was flying, and the car was almost flying. But it fell again.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness wasn't good. Not to mention that the car was still moving forward, rushing forward. "Ling Jing, are you crazy?"
The mountain road was not steep, but it was definitely not flat. The car kept rushing forward, and Su Peizhen almost wanted to rush down the mountain with her.
"Ling Jing, stop right there."
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