Chapter Seventeen

Song Bai treated himself like a mere corpse, remaining silent, motionless, and thoughtless. Jì Suíyún didn't do anything too extreme to Song Bai, since the child was still with them. She rubbed her finger on Song Bai's palm and asked, What do you want for dinner tonight?

Song Bai turned his head to the window and pretended not to hear.

Ji Suiyun's expression remained unchanged, but her gaze gradually grew colder, with a chilling undertone.

Ji Sui'an truly lives up to being a child of the Ji family, endowed with the ability to observe people's expressions and emotions from his genes. He has exceptional emotional intelligence. When he saw a slight change in Ji Suiyun's mood, he immediately spoke up: 'Brother, I want to eat some money-bag shrimp balls.'

Ji Suiyun let go of Song Bai's hand and instructed the driver, Go to Tang Ge. This surprised Ji Suiyun a bit, as it seemed his little sister truly liked Song Bai. Previously, everyone around him had been trying to please this little princess, only to be subtly mocked and played by her. Ji Suian almost wished to rid his sister of these people.

Song Baibad wished that Ji Suiyun would stay away from him as far as possible. As soon as his hand was released, he quickly recoiled it. He was still young and not very good at hiding his emotions, his face full of disgust.

Ji Suiyun tore the bottom half of the itinerary in his hand in half and folded it up before putting it in his pocket. Over the years, there have been few things that have truly aroused his anger. Ji Suiyun stared at Song Bai carefully for a moment, but didn't say anything and just smiled coldly. Ji Suiyun had never seen anyone who could bring Qiao to this level in front of him.

People who are familiar with Ji Suiyun must be starting to get nervous. His attitude of keeping score and settling accounts in the future is already obvious, but Song Bai hasn't realized it yet. As his own feelings turn sour, he feels sick of Ji Suiyun.

No one enjoyed the meal, except for Jisui'an who was quite pleased. She loved the swan-shaped molten sand pastries from Tang Ge the most and with every bite of the piping hot dessert, her small face grew more content.

Song Bai didn't like looking at Ji Suiyun, but instead focused on the little girl with a particularly gentle gaze. He actually liked children quite a bit, especially since the siblings seemed to have inherited their features from different parents, making them look nothing alike, which made Song Bai like them even more. (translated into American English)

After finishing the dessert, Ji Sui'an went to wash her hands. Only after she left did Ji Suiyun ask Song Bai, Was that intentional?

Song Bai pretended not to hear.

Ji Su Yun nodded slightly, his voice calm, but the content of his words almost made Song Bai drop his chopsticks.

Wait and see what I do to you tonight.

“Song Baipale, with a pale face, lowered his head as the almost crushing fear of the impending unknown loomed over him.”

Ji Sui'an quickly returned, the child was not walking properly and was jumping around. Being already small, the child was not stable and stumbled, falling directly onto the ground.

Ji Suiyun did not move, while the child of the Ji family fell down but managed to stand up. After experiencing the pain, the child became more careful when walking and would not dare to walk carelessly anymore.

However, Song Bai was startled and quickly got up and ran over, saying: 'Are you okay? Let me take a look.'

Ji Sui'an is very strong. He hummed a few times in pain but didn't cry or make a fuss. Song Bai felt his heart ache. When he was a child, even a small wound would make him cry and he would need to be consoled with a few candies by Lu Fucheng.

Ji Siyun furrowed his brow and said, 'What's it to you? Is it necessary for a child to fall and get hurt? If there are no rules for eating, then don't eat at all.' He spoke in this way, his heart slightly moved but not repulsed. He had seen many insincere flattery and forced smiles, but had never seen such genuine and empathetic care.

Song Bai helped Ji Suian up, he didn't expect Ji Suiyun's attitude towards family to be so indifferent, standing there unsure of what to do.

Ji Suiyun tidied up his clothes and stepped forward to grab Song Bai's wrist and lead him out.

Song Bai was frightened and forgot his determination not to speak to Ji Suiyun. He hastily found an excuse: 'I'm not leaving! You haven't paid the bill!'

Ji Suoyun was too lazy to explain, and automatically deducted the account balance from his membership card without any hesitation or pause in his footsteps.

Ji Sui followed closely to protect Song Bai and asked, 'Brother, brother, are we going home to make caterpillars?'

Let's talk about it next time, said Ji Suiyun, as she instructed the driver to take Ji Sui'an back home. Ji Sui'an didn't dare to argue with her older brother and obediently went inside the villa with the nanny who had come to pick her up.

When Ji Sui An got off the car, Song Bai couldn't help but lean against the car door. Ji Sui Yun disdainfully said, 'Do you really expect a little maid to give you a get-out-of-jail card? Can't you have some dignity?'

Song Bai was really afraid of Ji Suiyun, not the kind of numb fear that comes with being exposed to something too much, but rather a fear that intensified with each new interaction or communication with this person.

When Ji Suiyun held onto Song Bai's waist and they took the elevator up, Song Bai stared at the numbers jumping up one by one, his complexion completely drained of color.

I came to see if this little brat won't talk to me today. Ji Suiyun pushed Song Bai into the suite, pressing half of his palm on the light switch. The over 700 square feet suite instantly lit up brilliantly.

I know you must be thinking that all I'm capable of is threatening people. But to be honest, even I feel bored of using the same method over and over again, said Ji Suiyun as she pushed Song Bai down onto the bed. You don't have to say anything. I promise I won't force you today.

Song Bai fiercely bites his lips, in a stubborn posture. However, he did not resist much because Lu Fucheng had told him that when there is no way to stop a very bad thing from happening, one should never subject oneself to more harm. Ji Suiyun will not be like Lu Fucheng and will not lay a hand on him even if he gets angry again.

Song Bai's clothes were quickly taken off, and he lay on his back with his eyes stinging from the bright light. It was even worse than the pitch blackness of the day before.

Touch it. Ji Suiyun held Song Bai's hand and placed it on his abdominal muscles. Ji Suiyun's muscle lines were very beautiful, not overly abrupt or exaggerated, and had a very smooth and flowing feeling.

Like his hand had been burnt, Song Bai wanted to pull it back, but Ji Siyun held it tightly. He brought Song Bai's hand down and felt the hard and scorching thing that had completely hardened: 'Do you feel it?'

Song Bai couldn't stand it. His body wanted to jump up but he tightly gripped his hands and his bones made a creaking sound. The water in his slightly rounded eyes glistened, but he didn't realize that this appearance completely aroused other people's sadistic desires.

Ji Suiyun, in order to deal with him, didn't even look at the entire bottle of lubricant and instead used just a little bit from the applicator to slowly penetrate Song Bai's body.

Song Bai's eyes widened in an instant, and his lips were trembling as he struggled to push Ji Suiyun.

Ji Suoyun easily pressed his hand down and fiercely thrust it inside.

Make a sound.

宋白's forehead was damp, but he still shook his head.

Ji Suiyun's movements became increasingly ferocious. Song Bai was so badly hit that his stomach started aching with every thrust, making him feel like throwing up. He recalled the sensation of stepping on that object in the bathroom that day and felt the violent force of Ji Suiyun's blows, causing him to vomit involuntarily.

Ji Su Yun's face turned completely green, and he forcefully pushed away Song Bai. The next second, Song Bai vomited a bed of sour water.

Ji Su Yun yanked him off the bed and dragged him all the way into the bathroom, then splashed cold water on his face and watched as Song Bai brushed his teeth.

When Song Bai put down his glass, he thought he had made it through the night a little better than before. He felt nauseous from being bullied by Ji Suiyun. He hoped that next time, he would no longer be bullied by him.

However, before the ease could even appear on his face, he was pushed down onto the cold porcelain tiles by Ji Suiyun.

Ji Suiyun broke both of their legs viciously and aggressively entered, with a cruel force that seemed to devour people. You think you're better than me? What's with the pretentious attitude? You're just a lowly person who lived with men when you were only fifteen or sixteen years old! How shameless can you be?!

Ji Su Yun may not know that not everyone is as ruthless as him. Song Bai only confessed to Lu Fucheng when he was eighteen years old, and that idiot didn't dare to touch him recklessly.

Song Bai's pain was too severe, and the ground beneath him was cold and hard. He suddenly understood why Cheng Cheng was reluctant to let him lean against the wall. But the ground was even colder. Why wasn't there anyone to pick him up and wrap him in a big towel and take him away?

The water in the pool was full, no one had turned off the water just now. Ji Suiyun lifted Song Bai from the ground and pushed his head into the cold water pool.

Song Bai was caught off guard and choked, unable to hold his breath in time. The suffocating fear caused him to violently struggle with both hands. Ji Sui Yun gripped Song Bai's wrists with one hand, while pressing Song Bai's head tightly against the pool with the other hand. Ji Sui Yun's extreme desire to dominate and conquer was so intense that he released his grip on Song Bai's hands only after he had ejaculated inside the convulsing passage.

(Note: This text may contain mature content and may not be suitable for all readers.)

Song Bai slipped into a seated position, coughing loudly and looking panicked. Ji Suiyun lowered her head slightly and her voice became calm again.

Do you want to speak?

Song Bai trembled vigorously and let out a very soft and faint cry: 'Mr. Ji...'