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Chapter 795: The 7 Constellations of Professional Martial Arts Substitutes (8) 7k+ extra chapters~

Song Yuesheng lived a particularly fulfilling life without Shen Zhirang. Just when she thought she would continue to live like this, Shen Zhirang came to her one month before the summer vacation of her junior year.

At that time, she was blocked by Xu Yanheng who was giving a lecture, and was listening to him talk about how to use Chinese medicinal materials to make a decoction to relieve the heat.

After coming to S City as a freshman, she often went to the Chinese medicine clinic where he did his internship. After a few visits, she became familiar with the place, so she listened to what he said and stopped to listen.

After she had said a few words, Shen Zhirang appeared and dragged her away without saying anything.

"Let go, let go!! I have to go to the interview crew soon!"

Song Yuesheng tried his best to retreat, but was still no match for him.

Shen Zhirang dragged her across almost half of the school. Students passing by looked at him sideways, but his gloomy eyes scared people away.

He stuffed her into the black Maybach parked on the side of the road.

"drive."

He pulled off his tie and tied her hands in two or three moves, "Song Yuesheng, if you move again, I will take you here."

Song Yuesheng coughed violently: "Shen Zhi made you crazy! I'm your sister!"

Shen Zhirang sneered: "I have no blood relationship with you."

The air conditioning in the car was turned on high, but Song Yuesheng broke out in a cold sweat.

too weird!

It's so strange!

She practiced Sanda with all her might, but even her coach was no match for her. Then she met Shen Zhirang, and no matter how hard she tried, she was no match for him.

Now even the tie can't be untied.

Did he cast a spell on her?

"Now..." Shen Zhirang straightened her head, pulled her tie, and pressed her lips. "My dear sister, please tell me carefully, who was that man just now? What is your relationship with him? If I find that it doesn't match the situation..."

Song Yuesheng tried to negotiate: "He is just a doctor, what does he have to do with me? Brother, let me go, I will come to you after the interview."

Shen Zhirang chuckled: "Which hospital's doctors would get so close to patients?"

He pressed her head closer, his breath spraying on her face, "Next time you lie to me, find a better excuse. When have you ever been to the hospital since you were a child?"

“Traditional Chinese Medicine…”

Song Yuesheng's eyes widened instantly.

He actually kissed her!!!

Hey!

What's funny is that she has been in the crew for so many years, and has been training one-on-one Sanda for the past two years, but she still can't beat him.

The fender inside the car rose quietly.

Shen Zhirang kissed her harder and harder, rubbing his lips fiercely, as if he was trying to cover up some traces.

Song Yuesheng's hands were tied and she couldn't move, so she tried to bite him hard, but when he tasted the blood, the excitement in his eyes was extremely obvious and he didn't let go at all.

Only when the car stopped in front of a villa did he let her go reluctantly.

Shen Zhirang touched the blood on her lips, his eyes filled with morbid infatuation: "I miss you..."

"roll!"

Song Yuesheng shrank back suddenly, and his back hit the car door.

Shen Zhirang's eyes darkened. He tightened his tie, pulled her into his arms, and knocked her unconscious with a precise chop.

"How can you say this to me?"

He caressed her sleeping face, his voice so gentle it was creepy.

……

Song Yuesheng was awakened by a sharp pain in his wrist.

The moment I opened my eyes, what caught my eye was an unfamiliar crystal chandelier, reflecting the dazzling sunlight outside the window.

She subconsciously wanted to get up, but heard the crisp sound of metal colliding.

The delicate silver chains clasped on his limbs shone with a cold luster in the sunlight.

"woke up?"

Shen Zhirang's voice came from the door.

He was holding a gilded tray, and the cuffs of his white shirt were embroidered with dark patterns. He looked so elegant as if he was attending an afternoon tea party.

The pumpkin porridge in the tray was steaming and the aroma filled the air.

"This is my villa in S City." He placed the porridge on the bedside and stroked the red mark on her wrist with his fingers. "You have already given up the house you rented and moved all your things here. You have lived here for the past two years."

Song Yuesheng pulled his hand back abruptly, the chains rattling. "Shen Zhirang, I hate you."

She said this very calmly, even with a hint of weariness.

More than ten years of living an abnormal life had taught her that hysteria was useless and would only please this madman.

Shen Zhirang paused for a moment, then suddenly chuckled.

He pinched her chin and forced her to look at the mirror on the dressing table: "Look, my little rabbit finally has other expressions."

The girl in the mirror had her lips bitten until they bled, and hatred was evident in her eyes. "I thought you couldn't do anything except laugh."

"Let me go." Song Yuesheng softened his voice, "If you want me to change, I promise that in the future..."

"I don't want an obedient doll." Shen Zhirang suddenly interrupted her, his fingertips stroking her collarbone, "I want Song Yuesheng who will cry and make a fuss, and lose her temper with me. Isn't that how you treat your classmates? Why can't you treat me like a living person?"

"My parents wanted to find you a partner." He stirred the bowl of porridge absentmindedly and suddenly changed the subject, "But I refused. Do you want to know why?"

"Do not want to."

"Because I raised you." Shen Zhirang suddenly leaned over, his warm breath sprayed on her ear, "Since you were six years old, I have raised you little by little to become what you are now."

His fingers threaded into her hair, his voice gentle but cruel.

"Shengsheng, how can I let others take away the fruits that I have carefully cultivated?"

His shouting made her feel uneasy.

Song Yuesheng turned her face away abruptly, but he pinched her chin and turned her back. The kiss that was supposed to fall on her lips ended up being imprinted on her chin.

"For a year and a half, I restrained myself from looking for you and listening to any news from you. As a result, after not seeing you for such a long time, I still miss you very much. I want to hear you say that you like me and that you love me."

"I came to you with great joy, wanting to tell you that I like you. But what about you?" Shen Zhirang stroked her face gently, but the image of her and that man leaning against each other just now came to his mind. "Shengsheng, you actually want another man to be so close to you."

Song Yuesheng stared at the surveillance camera in the room: "...pervert."

That dog Xu Yanheng killed her.

She said that he was just telling her about using Chinese medicinal herbs to make cooling tea, so why did he suddenly get so close to her.

Oh yes.

She couldn't even beat him.

Just as puzzling as Shen Zhirang.

Shen Zhirang laughed: "I'll take it as a compliment. Go to sleep, I won't touch you today."

“Who can sleep in the afternoon?”

"Go to sleep, Shengsheng." He had taken off his shoes and got into bed, holding her in his arms like a doll, "We have plenty of time."

His embrace was like an iron cage, and his hot body temperature could be felt through the clothes.

Song Yuesheng lay stiffly, listening to the gradually steady breathing behind him, his eyes falling on the bowl of porridge on the bedside table.

The edge of the porcelain bowl reflected her cold eyes.

the next day.

Since morning, Shen Zhirang has been using all kinds of sweet words to coax her, with only one purpose.

──Sleep.v

Song Yuesheng was so angry that he almost laughed: "You tied me up, what can't you do? Why are you pretending to be a gentleman and asking me to agree?"

Shen Zhirang's eyes darkened, and he suddenly untied the belt of his bathrobe. The silk fabric slipped off, revealing his muscular chest.

"I want you to do it willingly." Shen Zhirang untied the chain on one hand and gently kissed her fingertips. "Shengsheng, tell me you love me."

"dream!"

"We grew up together..." His lips moved to the red mark on her wrist, "No one in this world knows you better than me..."

Song Yuesheng suddenly laughed out loud, his laughter full of sarcasm: "You know me? Do you know what color I hate the most? What animal I am most afraid of?"

She stared at his suddenly changing expression, "You only care about what you want."

Shen Zhirang's breathing became heavy, and he suddenly pinched her chin: "Then tell me, why can't you love me?"

"Based on what you have done over the years," Song Yuesheng said word by word, "Who would love a lunatic who controls their life? Sister Cai, Aunt Wang, Teacher Lin...all the people who were kind to me were driven away by you!"

"If I hadn't held my breath, you would have driven me crazy. I wish you were dead without leaving any trace. How could I still love you? What the hell!"

The air suddenly solidified.

Shen Zhirang's pupils shrank sharply: "I'm sorry..."

"Can a simple "I'm sorry" offset my twelve years of abnormal life?" Song Yuesheng was so angry that her heart ached. "No matter what you say, I will never like you anyway."

Shen Zhirang suddenly approached him.

Song Yuesheng showed no fear: "Come on."

Shen Zhirang's eyes were deep, but he froze when he saw her fearless look.

Finally, he buried his head in her neck, and the warm liquid soaked her collar.

"…It's ok to lie to me… Shengsheng…" His voice was broken, "Don't be so cruel to me…"

Cried?

Song Yuesheng curled his lips sarcastically and let his tears slide down his neck.

This was the first time in twelve years that this madman showed weakness in front of her, but she just thought it was ridiculous.

If tears had any use, she would not have been taken away from the orphanage by him, and Sister Cai and the others would not have lost their jobs or been forced to move out of Yuncheng because of her.

Sudden.

Shen Zhirang raised his head, his eyes becoming dangerous: "It's because of that man, right?"

"what?"

He stroked her cheek gently, but it made her shudder. "Don't worry, no one can stop us."

As he was about to leave, Song Yuesheng suddenly realized who he was talking about.

She shouted, "Shen Zhirang, if you involve innocent people again, I will kill you to watch!"

Shen Zhirang chuckled and tied his tie slowly: "Shengsheng, you are too naive. He is not innocent at all."

As a man himself, he knew very well the way the man looked at her yesterday.

Shengsheng is too naive. If he hadn’t come, she would have been deceived long ago.

"Shen Zhirang!"

The door was slammed shut.

Song Yuesheng sighed: "Xu Yanheng, you're on your own."

Sudden.

She suddenly felt a sharp pain.

Her heart felt like it was on fire, and she arched her body in pain, but she was restrained and couldn't touch the painful area.

Is she...going to die...

At the last moment before falling into darkness, she actually smiled with relief.

**

After receiving the identity information found by his subordinates, Shen Zhirang went straight to Jishidiang.

He kicked open the carved wooden door, causing the purple clay pots on the medicine cabinet to clink and the old woman who was taking the pulse to knock over her teacup in fright.

"Xu Yanheng!"

Shen Zhirang's fist, accompanied by the sound of wind, smashed hard into Xu Yanheng's face.

The gold-rimmed glasses flew out and shattered on the bluestone slab. The scales and copper mortars on the medicine case fell to the ground with a crash, and the astragalus and angelica were scattered all over the table.

"If you dare to look for Shengsheng again," Shen Zhirang grabbed his collar and lowered his voice very low, "next time will be your death."

After Shen Zhirang's footsteps faded away, his colleague poked his head out from behind the counter tremblingly: "Doctor Xu, Doctor Xu..."