Fifty-Five: Deep Love Buried by Time (Fifty-Five)

"Call the police? Lose your reputation?" Yu Zeyao chewed on these six words. Not only did he not show any fear, but Yun Danqingfeng praised: "This is indeed a very good idea. Then you should go to the police station now, why are you here? Here?"

This man is absolutely fearless!

Her threatening words may have sounded extremely ridiculous to him.

Jing Yu bit his lip, "Hand over my father, and I'll pretend this never happened."

Yu Zeyao looked at her with a half-smile, and that look made her feel particularly uncomfortable. It seemed like he was laughing at her for not overestimating her abilities, and also like she was laughing at her for not being able to grasp the importance.

His tall body suddenly retreated to the sofa behind him and sat down. Long legs crossed. He picked up the phone next to him and said, "Call the police. By the way, if you want to ruin my reputation, in addition to the police, I'm afraid you also need the media."

Jing Yu looked at the wireless phone he handed over, breathing heavily. Under his probing eyes, she hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up the phone.

Yu Zeyao opened his cell phone, took out the phone book, and threw it in front of her, "CCAV, the world's most famous media, if you call their number, I guess their paparazzi will be here within 30 minutes."

CCAV is usually most interested in reporting political scandals. Indeed, as he said, after he called me, the things he did would definitely explode like falling snow in the sky and make headlines tomorrow.

It would be easy for her father to be rescued.

Jing Yu looked at the number keys on the phone and his fingers trembled. She looked at the extremely evil man next to her, and as if she had made up her mind, she pressed her fingers heavily on the numbers.

However, when she pressed the last button, she finally hung up the receiver. For a long time, my hand was still pressed on the receiver.

As if he had finally won, the corners of the man's lips were raised and his eyes were bright.

The next moment, his big palm clasped her elbow, and with a gentle pull, she pulled her whole body over and fell on him.

Jing Yu came to his senses, struggling subconsciously as if his tail had been stepped on, but he held his hips and easily carried him onto his lap.

"Sit tight and don't move." There was a smile in the man's eyes.

Jing Yu was extremely annoyed by his smile, so she squeezed his hand hard and refused to look at him again, "Let me go."

"

Not only did Yu Zeyao not let go, but he hugged her tighter.

"It's rare that you come to me this time without me asking. Do you think I can let you go?"

His voice was low, a bit helpless and a bit lonely.

lonely?

For a man like him who stands at the top and holds supreme power, where does this loneliness come from?

Jing Yu raised his head and met his eyes. His eyes were deep and sharp, looking through her eyes and into her heart, "Don't you want to ruin my reputation?"

His words were like a heavy punch hitting Jing Yu's chest.

Can't bear to...?

Is she?

If so, why is she reluctant to let go?

This man was so bad that he made things difficult for her again and again. Taking away her father quietly now was already trampling on her bottom line. Where did her reluctance come from.

But, if not, why didn't she call the police or inform the media?

"I'm not reluctant." Jing Yu's eyes flickered, "I just... I just know that you must have been prepared. Even if I call the police and inform the media, there is still nothing I can do in the end... Well..."

Before she could finish her words, the man sealed her with a strong and domineering kiss.

Jing Yu gasped heavily, clenched his hands and pulled the bathrobe on his body, trying to push him away. However, he used 12 points of force to buckle her tighter and tighter. He grabbed her hand that was on his shoulder and pulled it behind her back. He pried her lips apart with his tongue and penetrated straight into her.

He seemed angry, disappointed, and unwilling. This kiss seemed angry and resentful, the kiss was deep and the sucking was heavy. Jing Yu could still insist on refusing, but after several attempts, her mind gradually turned into a ball of mush.

Hands, weak.

Feeling weak all over.

After kissing her until she almost couldn't breathe, the man reluctantly let her go. However, his lips did not move away from her red and swollen lips. Instead, he held her lower lip and took a bite: "Tell me the truth, it's not that embarrassing."

Jing Yu was so enraptured by the kiss that he felt sour when he heard his sighing words, and a light mist suddenly appeared in his eyes.

She had to admit that she was really reluctant. He once took a bullet to himself, and until now, the wound has never healed.

Her fingers tightened, "Give me my dad back..."

"It's easy for you." Yu Zeyao lifted her face with his warm fingers, making her hazy eyes meet his, "I'll give you what you want, and you give me what I want."

His eyes were burning, like a ball of fire surrounding her. She bit her lip, "That's not fair."

"This is not a transaction, it is my unilateral decision. Of course there is no fairness at all."

"..." Jing Yu was angry. How could this man speak so confidently?

She was so angry that she pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Yu Zeyao looked at her deeply, "Give you to me. You can see your father whenever you want - even now."

His voice is magnetic. Every word he spoke didn't sound like a threat, but rather like a temptation.

It's irresistible, as if if your mind is even slightly unstable, you will be seduced by his temptation.

Jing Yu almost lost her mind, but she turned away calmly and said in a low voice: "No."

"Then forget it." Yu Zeyao let go of her hand and glanced at the phone next to her, "Or, you can choose to call the police or notify the media."

This scoundrel!

Did he know that he would not do this?

"Call the police if you want to. If you are not afraid, what should I be afraid of?" Jing Yu gritted her teeth in anger.

As if to show her determination, she stared at Yu Zeyao hatefully and reached for the phone. However, before she dialed the phone, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang.

Jing Yu guessed that it was Qi Jinnian who was waiting outside impatiently. She put down the phone and went to her pocket.

On the screen, the number flashing was not Jinnian's number, but a call from Jing Rong's head teacher.

Could it be that Jing Rong had something wrong?

Jing Yu did not dare to neglect it and immediately got off Yu Zeyao. She walked to the window and answered the call.

"Hello, how are you?"

"Ms. Jing, please tell Jingrong to come back for class tomorrow. He is already in his third year of high school and cannot be absent from class."

Jing Yu was puzzled, "Isn't Jingrong in school now?"

"He is not here. I found out that he was not in school until I had an extra class tonight."