Shadow Bride

She stood blankly in the rain, cold all over, forgetting to breathe.

How could he appear here? Who is he? Did you recognize her?

If she could, she would never want to see him again forever, and she didn't want to face the messy and terrifying memories of that night.

On the back seat of the car, the man was wearing a finely crafted dark suit with a slightly open shirt collar, revealing a small piece of **** chest. His features are extremely outstanding, as carved by a master craftsman, with narrow eyes, a tall nose, and sharp thin lips...

Put it anywhere, it is enough to make women scream.

Su Xingyu also wanted to scream.

Looking at those unpredictable eyes, every cell in her body screamed and wanted to escape.

Her body was shaking too much, and she heard the person who was supporting her next to her asking: "Miss, are you okay?"

She was speechless.

The rain was getting bigger and bigger, and the water curtain splashed into the back seat of the Bentley car and wetted half of the man in the car. He didn't seem to care, he still looked at her, and uttered two words from his thin lips: "Get in the car."

In the pouring rain, she didn't know how she could hear so clearly.

The person who supported her obviously heard it too, gave her a surprised look, and then he held her around to the open car door on the other side. Su Xingyu suddenly returned to his senses, and desperately retracted his body: "No... I won't go up!"

The person who helped her snorted coldly: "How many people want to ride in this car but can't get in? I don't know what kindness the BOSS sent you today and is willing to take you. Miss, don't take politeness as a blessing."

She didn't dare to say anything. She was a girl and was injured again. Faced with such a situation, she couldn't do anything. She was stuffed into the back seat of the car, the door slammed shut, and the man who stuffed her in turned and went to the co-driver.

Only her was left in the back seat, and the mysterious and terrifying man.

She shrank, trying to curl herself up, reducing her sense of existence in vain.

The man in the back seat turned his head to look at her: "Let me see." His voice was cold and faintly magnetic. He was clearly used to giving orders, and his tone of voice naturally revealed irresistible coercion.

Her heart trembled, and she stretched out her calf carefully, exposing it to the man's sight.

"Another one," the man said.

She was startled, and then she realized that he was referring to her injured leg. She didn't dare to defy, endured the pain, and moved the other leg a few minutes with difficulty. Through the weak light of the rainy day, I could see the blood dripping on the white calf, the hem of the ash dress skirt was torn a long slit, and it was muddy and embarrassed when wrestling.

Now, blood and water are mixing with dirty rain, flowing down her fragile and slender legs onto the soft and thick wool carpet in the carriage. She moved a little uneasy, and saw the man leaning down, reaching his hand to hold her ankle.

She screamed and heard the man say: "Don't move."

She didn't dare to move, her body was stiff, and she felt his hand press her ankle, then moved up, carefully pressing her calf. The dry palms covered her cold skin with a burning sensation. Inevitably, she remembered that frantic night two years ago, he held her leg in the same way, and then...

The heartbeat started to speed up, and the mixed blood seemed to flow backwards.

She was so nervous that she didn't know what he was going to do. His fine suit wool touched her skin. They were too close together. She could smell the faint masculine scent of him, which made her even more so. Flustered.

"Tear and pull"—

There was a clear cracking sound.

Su Xingyu only felt a cold on her legs, only then discovered that the man had torn open her skirt without warning! "What are you doing?!" She was panicked and blurted out, instinctively using her hands to cover up the place that was torn by him.

The man pulled her wrist away: "Don't get in the way."

His hand was stained with blood from the wound of her calf, and he rubbed her wrist again, leaving a shocking red mark.

"What the **** are you doing?!" She was still flustered and panicked, the man in front of her did everything, so how could she be at her mercy with peace of mind? Her heart was beating violently, anxiously watching him wrap the torn strip of skirt around her injured calf, circle after circle... the technique was professional and neat.

Then, the blood on the calf stopped.

The man straightened up: "It didn't hurt the bones." The tone was still cold and faintly magnetic.

Only then did she realize that he was treating her wounds just now. For a while, her face blushed to the base of her neck. It turned out that she had misunderstood him. He tore off her damaged skirt because he couldn't find a bandage to stop the bleeding.

"Thanks...thank you." She squatted.

The man returned to his seat and told the driver: "Go to the hospital."

The driver hadn’t spoken yet, and the person in the co-pilot had already intervened: “Boss, Madam is very anxious, saying that Ms. Zhuang and others have already arrived, so I’ll wait for you. Look, or, I’ll find another car. Send this young lady to the hospital?" Anyway, she didn't hurt her muscles and bones, and there would be no major problems if she delayed for a while.

Su Xingyu remembered that when he was in the rain just now, the co-pilot had said that he was in a hurry.

No matter what they are in a hurry, this is a good opportunity for her to get out. So she said tremblingly: "No trouble, I just go to the hospital. Let me get off the car." She didn't want to get along with the man next to him for even a second. The nightmare fragments from two years ago engulfed him invisible. The oppressive feeling swept over and made her tremble.

She is not sure if he denied himself, if she alone remembers that, then it is really...

Thank goodness.

It's a pity that the sky does not fulfill the wishes.

"Su Xingyu, just sit down." The man's voice sounded, still cold without emotion, "Xie Yan, call the lady and tell her I will be one hour late. Drive and go to the hospital."

...Su Xingyu!

Su Xingyu's face turned white all at once, and he didn't even hear what he ordered from behind.

He... remember her!

He must still remember her! That's why she can pronounce her name accurately!

She still remembers that two years ago, when he ruthlessly tore the tulle on her body, he said, "Su Xingyu, you asked for this." He knew who she was from the beginning! Countless emotions flooded my heart, panic, anger, pain...

The phone's ringtone rang suddenly.

She saw the man answer the phone, and the hazy rain curtain outside the car window outlined his ice-sculpted profile. "Mom? Something went wrong on the road, I will be late...what does it matter, she is so knowledgeable and understandable....Important?...I have said that my marriage will not bother you."

The man's intermittent voice reverberated in the car, as if talking to the other end of the phone became more and more stiff, and his voice became darker.

Su Xingyu guessed, could the so-called urgent matter actually call him to go on a blind date? I don't know which girl is so unlucky to become the wife of such a demon. Thinking wildly, the man has hung up his phone.

He glanced sideways at Su Xingyu, and the topic was jumping: "Can you move?"

She froze for a moment, thinking he was finally willing to let her go, and nodded hurriedly.

"Very good," he told the driver, "Divert and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."