klisemfg Chapter 146 Thinking about it makes my head ache.
Chapter 146 Thinking about it makes my head ache.
This wasn't Siyi's first time at the police station, but it was the first time she had stood at the entrance and hesitated for a long time before going in.
It was already past midnight, and there were only a few scattered people on duty at the police station. She had seen the address in the newspaper; thankfully, it wasn't her brother's police station, so not many people here recognized her. Just then, a policeman came out and saw her standing at the door, lost in thought, so he approached her. "Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"
Siyi then realized what was happening, glanced at the uniformed police officer, took a deep breath, took out her identification, and said, "I am a lawyer."
Upon hearing that it was a lawyer, the policeman immediately perked up. "Are you here to bail someone out?"
Siyi nodded. "My client was brought in because he got into a fight, and I want to see him now."
"No problem, no problem. May I ask your surname, miss?"
Upon hearing Siyi's words, the policeman was overjoyed. Siyi probably had a pretty good idea of what was going on; Jiang Yan had been here for three days now, hadn't she? They were just policemen doing their jobs, and his refusal to leave must be giving them a headache.
My surname is Ye.
"Attorney Ye, there's only one person involved in the fight inside, Jiang Yan Hui. Are you here to bail him out?"
Siyi nodded. "I want to see him first."
Without a word, the police led her to a small room. The officer took her to the door and said, "Attorney Ye, please go in. Jiang Yan is here. He's been here for three days and refuses to cooperate with us by giving a statement. Attorney Ye, you're a lawyer, you must understand the situation. No matter who he is, if he's really committed a crime, it's not easy for us to handle. So, Attorney Ye, please persuade him to cooperate with us by giving a statement."
The policeman spoke very politely, and by the end, Siyi could sense that he was being a little humble. However, she felt a little embarrassed and quickly smiled, saying, "I'm sorry for troubling you. Please leave it to me."
The police officer thanked him repeatedly before turning and leaving.
Siyi stood at the door, took three deep breaths, then gently closed her eyes. As if making a desperate decision, she reached out and grasped the doorknob, giving herself no more time to hesitate, and turned the doorknob.
The pungent smell of smoke hit her, but it was a smell she knew all too well.
The room wasn't very big, and the light was dim. The man sat there with his back to the door, wearing a light blue shirt that was now wrinkled and crumpled.
Under the dim yellow light, the colors of the clothes were no longer clearly visible.
His long legs were casually propped up on the square table opposite him. Apart from an ashtray and a half-smoked pack of cigarettes beside him, there was nothing else on the table.
He pressed one hand to his temple while rhythmically fiddling with a lighter in the other.
Siyi felt uncomfortable.
He's always like this. No matter where he is, he has a unique aura. He always seems so lazy and nonchalant.
Even though she had been detained in the police station for three days, she knew it just by looking at his back.
He didn't actually feel embarrassed at all; he was so relaxed and at ease because he was waiting for him.
She knew perfectly well that this was a "trap," a "trap" he had deliberately set for her, but she acted rashly and stepped right in.
She had only been standing at the door for a dozen seconds when Jiang Yan suddenly paused, his lighter catching in his hand. He clearly felt the gaze behind him. Slowly turning around, when he saw her standing at the door, a bright light flashed in his dark, abyss-like eyes, and his voice, though deep and husky, remained as alluring as ever, "Baby, you've finally come."
He gambled for three days, but he just believed she would come, and in the end he won.
His thin lips curved slightly, forming a sexy arc. Although he had been in this stuffy room for three days, he showed no signs of embarrassment or awkwardness. He was still the dashing and debonair Jiang Yanhui.
Siyi felt a bitter taste in her heart, a taste she couldn't quite describe. It felt like she was cooking a spicy hot pot, experiencing all sorts of flavors at once. She forced herself to calm down before slowly walking towards him. Each step felt like dancing on a knife's edge; only she truly understood the difficulty of it all.
"Is that enough? If you think that's enough, cooperate with the police and give a statement, and I'll bail you out." She finally stood in front of him, arm's length away, and spoke with an unusually calm voice.
Jiang Yan ignored her, and simply reached out to her, her deep voice carrying a hint of coaxing, "Sisi, come over here."
Siyi's heart skipped a beat. She was all too familiar with that look in his eyes. She subconsciously took a step back, looking at him cautiously, and blurted out, "Jiang Yanhui, can you stop messing around? You beat someone up like that, don't you feel any remorse at all? If that person really wants to sue you, as a lawyer, I can't go against my conscience. You should take responsibility. Also, you've been in the police station for so many days, but you absolutely refuse to give a statement, causing such a commotion. Don't you think your behavior is childish? You're wasting police resources."
"Honey, was it really that hard for you to come to me?"
She said so much, but the man clearly didn't hear a word she said. His obsidian-like eyes were fixed on her, a faint smile playing on his lips, clearly aggressive. "But you still came. Have you ever thought about why?"
Siyi's mind was in turmoil. He always had this ability; a few simple words, or even just a glance, could unsettle her and make her lose control, just like now.
She felt as if the cells deep within her heart that had been dead had come back to life.
Then I started to get restless, and my heart started to beat faster.
She hadn't felt this way for the past two days, but now it's back...
She knew all too well that it was all because of this man.
She dared not look into his eyes; his gaze was too intense.
She could only turn her face away, trying to calm herself down before speaking, but her words still trembled uncontrollably, "I don't know what you're talking about. I came here today not for anything else, but just to thank you for saving me last time. I'll take you out first... Ah, what are you doing?"
Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yanhui suddenly stood up.
He strode forward and pulled her tightly into his arms.
He reached out and gripped the back of her neck tightly, pressing her face against his chest.
Siyi struggled to breathe, like a drowning person, pounding on his back and whimpering, "...Let go, Jiang Yanhui... What are you doing? Let me go... Ugh... I... I'm suffocating... I can't breathe, you... you smell..."
She wondered if he hadn't eaten or drunk anything for the past three days, only smoking. His clothes reeked of cigarette smoke, and her face was pressed against his shirt. There was also a faint smell of blood. The two pungent smells mixed together, making Siyi dizzy. She pushed him away with even more force, "Let go of me... You smell so bad, let go of me... Jiang Yan Hui!"
Jiang Yan gave a soft hum, "Okay."
But the next second, he had already grabbed the back of her neck, supported her waist with one hand, and lifted her up.
The man lowered his head and kissed her lips without saying a word.
Siyi grunted in response. The smell of smoke in his mouth was even stronger than the smell on his shirt, especially when his tongue probed inside.
She felt a spicy and bitter taste as soon as she touched it.
Just how many cigarettes has this guy smoked?
Does he really not want to live anymore?
I knew before that he was a heavy smoker, but won't this continue to harm his health?
She kept throwing her bag at him.
But no matter how she pushed or hit, she couldn't break free. In the end, the bag fell to the ground, her breathing became thin, and it was as if all her strength had been drained away.
She could only let him hold her and deepen the kiss.
When Jiang Yan released her, Si Yi's breathing was still very unsteady, but he didn't seem to be panting at all. His large hand was pressed against her cheek, and his thumb gently stroked her eyebrows. He didn't say anything, but just squinted and looked at her intently.
Although the lighting wasn't great, her snow-white skin seemed even more delicate and flawless under the dim light. Her eyes were like pools of clear spring water, and her slightly parted lips were a little swollen.
He had just pressed his lips to hers. Her gaze was hazy, yet seemed to hold a hint of dissatisfaction. But the more she looked like that, the more he felt that her eyes and brows exuded an indescribable charm.
It was as if a radiant light was flowing through him, reaching his heart.
His heart was in turmoil, and he only felt the woman in his arms.
Like a tempting peach, he couldn't help but bend down again.
“…Jiang Yanhui.” She suddenly turned her face away and softly called his name, without much emotion.
"Hmm?" He paused.
"Please stop, okay?" she said with some difficulty, but every word was clear. "Can't you just let me go? I didn't come here to be like this with you. Treating me like this is making me very painful."
Jiang Yan paused slightly as he stroked her cheek. After a moment, he reached out and grabbed her chin, forcing her to turn her face and look into his eyes.
At this moment, his eyes held a tenderness that no one else could see. His fingers traced her eyebrows, and his deep voice was like a fine wine that had been brewing for years, each word exuding a deadly aroma.
Do you know how angry I am at you?
He said, "I was so angry with you that I fell head over heels into your world, and now I've lost all my self-respect and my heart aches when I think of you..."