Her nose hit a hard chest, the pain almost bringing tears to Qin Yige's eyes.
In a flash of lightning, Shang Sheng's peripheral vision caught the unusual situation outside. He quickly reached out, cupped Qin Yige's newly raised head, and pulled her back into his arms.
"Don't move!" he commanded in a low voice.
"What's wrong?" The girl, who had been about to resist, heard the seriousness in his tone and dared not move again.
"Nothing."
He said nothing, but Qin Yige could feel the car speeding on the road.
The atmosphere in the car was tense. The driver and Shang Sheng exchanged a silent glance. Immediately, the steering wheel was turned sharply to the right, and the car quickly changed direction, temporarily shaking off the two vehicles following them.
"Shang Sheng, are you being chased?" That impact earlier felt like another car had deliberately rammed into them.
Realizing this possibility, Qin Yige was terrified.
"Mm." If she wished it, he was indeed being chased!
Qin Yige immediately lost her voice. She had never encountered such a situation before and didn't know what to do.
"Can I help?"
"No."
"Then what can I do?" I can't just sit here and wait to die, can I?
"Don't be scared, just staying still is enough."
"Okay, I'm not scared!" She would stay still.
Qin Yige had this one good quality: although she was clumsy, she was obedient at crucial moments and didn't cause trouble.
After that, she heard Shang Sheng make several phone calls, mostly about summoning people.
The man's chest and arms were strong and firm, like a harbor, inexplicably giving her a sense of security.
Qin Yige smelled the pleasant scent on him, her head feeling a little fuzzy.
She cautiously reached out to hug his waist. The man, who was on the phone, paused for a moment. In the end, he didn't say anything, but his large hand around her waist tightened its grip.
After an unknown amount of time, as the sound of police sirens grew closer, the car gradually slowed down.
Amidst Qin Yige's trepidation, the car finally stopped by the side of the road.
Her first instinct was to look up, but before she could get a clear view, the man pushed her head back down.
"Don't move! It's not over yet."
"Oh!" She didn't doubt him and had to continue burying her head in his chest like an ostrich.
Next, Qin Yige heard someone knock on the car window, followed by the driver's door opening and closing.
The car suddenly fell silent.
"Shang Sheng?" she called tentatively.
"Mm."
"Are we done?"
"No."
"Oh."
The girl stirred in his arms. "I'm having trouble breathing."
"I can give you mouth-to-mouth resuscitation."
"..." Forget it. "I can stay like this for a while longer."
She moved again, adjusting to a new position and freeing her mouth to breathe.
"Shang Sheng."
"Mm."
"Where are we now?"
"Surrounded."
"What?!" Qin Yige exclaimed in shock.
"Mm."
He seemed very calm.
"Then what do we do? Didn't I hear the police arrive just now? Are the police and the bandits in a standoff? Are we hostages?" She imagined a police and gangster movie in her mind.
"Pretty much."
"Can I see what the bandits look like?" She had never experienced anything like this and was very curious.
"No."
"..." Qin Yige sighed silently.
If not, then not.
"Why can't I hear them talking?" All she could hear was the wailing of police sirens outside the window.
"Good soundproofing."
"Oh."
Finally, the driver's door was opened again. He must have returned to his seat.
"Mr. Shang, it's ok."
"Mm."
Shang Sheng was worried Qin Yige would suffocate, so he let go of her.
Gaining her freedom, she took deep breaths of fresh air.
Qin Yige looked back at the scenery flashing past the window... It was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything.
"Is it really over? Where are those bandits?"
The driver glanced at her in the rearview mirror and replied, "To Madam, you don't need to worry anymore. All the bandits have been apprehended by the police."
"That's good!" Hearing him say that, Qin Yige finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She only felt a little regret that she hadn't seen the police and gangster movie unfold.
"Who were those people?" she asked Shang Sheng again.
"We don't know the specifics yet."
"Do you often encounter these kinds of things?" She thought he was so calm, truly someone who had seen major storms.
"Occasionally."
Qin Yige looked at him with sympathy, sighing softly.
Thinking she was about to pity him, Shang Sheng spoke first, "It's fine, I'm used to it."
"I know you're used to it. I'm pitying myself. I could have lived the rest of my life peacefully and happily. But now that I'm married to you, I'll have to live in fear every day, worrying that I might become a widow one day."
Shang Sheng remained silent.
The driver, wanting to laugh but not daring to, could only suppress it.
"I won't let you become a widow, put your heart at ease!"
Qin Yige nodded, "Actually, I wouldn't mind being a widow. If you die, all your money will be mine. This is the fastest path for me, Qin Yige, to become the richest person in the world."
Shang Sheng stared at her coldly, "Then I'll tell you clearly, your wish will never come true!"
"I believe that."
"?" He frowned slightly, a gut feeling telling him she wouldn't say anything good next.
As expected—
"A wicked person lives a thousand years! You'll definitely live longer than me!"
Shang Sheng: "..."
The driver in the front seat was almost suffocating from holding back laughter, not daring to let out a sound.
Such a talkative mouth truly deserved a good scolding!
A glint flashed in the man's eyes. As Qin Yige was about to smirk, her jaw was firmly grasped.
Meeting his gaze, the woman's sixth sense told her, it's over!
Then, before she could react, the man moved quickly, pulling her into his arms and lowering his head to seal her infuriatingly red lips.
"..."
The car fell completely silent.
His kisses were always overbearing and strong. Her tempting lips were bruised red and sore from his assault.
Qin Yige had nowhere to hide, trapped in the confined space and at his mercy.
It wasn't until the car stopped in her apartment complex's underground parking lot and was brought to a halt that the driver, with keen insight, got out and quietly closed the door.
With no one else to disturb them, Shang Sheng not only didn't release her but intensified his actions, pinning her against the seat.
Terrified, Qin Yige quickly looked for an opportunity to beg for mercy. She panted, "No, don't."
The man's large hand didn't stop, ignoring her pleas.
She grabbed his errant hand with all her might, enduring the pain in her lips, and said softly, "I was wrong, I was wrong."
Realizing he was serious, she regretted it.
Shang Sheng's deep eyes stared at her flushed face, his voice unusually hoarse, "Say something nice."