Chapter 2331
I secretly snickered, now my life was the best handle I had on him.
He knew exactly why I was laughing, but there was nothing he could do about it, and finally jerked his hand away from me and stood aside, buttoning up the shirt he’d managed to unbutton, one by one, again.
“Admit now that you can’t let me go?” I coughed twice, not forgetting to continue teasing him once I had eased up.
“Maybe, but from today onwards, you won’t be going anywhere.” Muyong Zhuan’s movements were unhurried, and he rarely regained his old composure.
“What, you want to be near the water and get the moon first?” I was still fighting him with my mouth.
When Murong finished tying the last button, he turned his head to look at me sullenly, but finally said nothing, picked up his jacket and went upstairs.
After confirming that his footsteps had disappeared, the smile on my face immediately dissipated as I climbed to my feet and began to survey the room.
It was extremely minimally decorated, with a sofa, a chandelier, a coffee table and table with only about half a meter of tissue paper, an open kitchen, and a clean off-white palette.
Could this be Murong Zhuan’s lair?
It didn’t look like it.
After a brief stroll around the ground floor, I found nothing suspicious, and since Murong wouldn’t force me to do anything anyway, I just groped my way up to the first floor.
There were only three rooms on the first floor, and the door to the room directly opposite the staircase was hidden, so I stepped lightly and pushed it open.
The most private space of a person is the bedroom, which might contain some important evidence of Murong’s crime.
With my heart on my sleeve, I cautiously glanced back to make sure the shower was still going on in the bathroom before I tiptoed, almost trotting, inside.
But it was even colder inside than I’d expected, except for the bed, and even the lamp hung high from the ceiling, an unobstructed view of the furnishings that was clearly not going to yield anything.
“Just now you wanted to die to make a point, and now you’re offering to give it up, don’t tell me you’re playing some kind of lustful trick.” Murong Zhuan had come out of the bathroom at some point, and his grim voice startled me.
I turned around sheepishly and saw him with only a bath towel around his lower half, and subconsciously shrunken my neck in disgust.
After staring at me for two seconds, he walked forward, picked me up with one arm and carried me to the bedroom.
Then he walked to the bed, lifted the covers and threw me up.
Just as I got up, Murong also got into the bed, grabbed me in his arms and laid me down, trapping me with one hand and covering me with the quilt with the other.
I was about to break free when Murong Zhuan put on another hand of absolutely overwhelming strength and warned, “I won’t touch you, but at least give me a sweet taste of it and do as you’re told.”
Chapter 2332
He was right, you have to taste the sweetness before you can’t stop.
The fish had been hooked, so there was no point in not pulling it to shore. I had to suppress the hatred in my heart for the moment and lie quietly.
Soon, the sound of even breathing rang out in my ears.
A slight noise might wake him up. I had already provoked him enough times today, and it was not a good idea to continue provoking him.
I had barely slept all night, and it was almost dawn when I sensed Murong waking up, so I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.
A few minutes later, Murong got out of bed and, after putting on his clothes, went downstairs.
He had made breakfast, which was on the table, and when I came downstairs, he was gone.
I didn’t have much of an appetite and, having learned my lesson yesterday, I didn’t intend to eat what Murong had given me.
I went back upstairs to find out what was going on in the other two rooms, but I had obviously underestimated Murong’s caution, and both doors were locked.
I searched around the house and couldn’t find any lock picking tools, so I was a little frustrated.
I wanted to call for help, but then I remembered that I had left my mobile phone and bag at Lu Xinran’s house, and there was no communication tool available in the house.
I had no choice but to run outside, praying that I hadn’t spotted any other occupants last night because the light was too low and affected my view, but in fact I could see thoroughly that the top of this hill was visible from the top of my head, and that there could be no other buildings beyond Murong Zhuan’s house, a true solitary residence.
I couldn’t do anything but go back and recuperate. After a day and a night plus a morning, I was so sleepy that I lay down on the bed and fell asleep before long.
When I woke up again, it was dark and while the bedroom was unlit, the en-suite living room was brightly lit.
There was a set of folded clothes at the end of the bed, everything from the inside to the outside, probably prepared by Murong for me to change into.
I got out of bed and slowly walked towards the living room. On the sofa, Murong was staring at his computer, looking focused.
I threw off my slippers and stepped deep and shallow on the soft carpet as I approached behind him step by step.
When I reached the sofa, I stretched my neck and saw a message in the WeChat dialog box with the words “transaction location”.
It looked like Murong was handling the “goods”, and not surprisingly, all the information about the transaction was in the chat log.
To be precise, it was on this computer.
I was ready to get a closer look when Murong’s phone on the table suddenly started buzzing with calls.
Not noticing me, Murong picked up the phone and put it to his ear, occasionally responding to the call with a, “Hmm.”
I breathed a sigh of relief, but Murong Zhuan quickly hung up, “Just do it.”
After putting the phone back on the table, he turned around as if he felt something, and then mounted my pretend relaxed gaze, his hand clutching the computer not moving to close the screen, and said faintly, “Why don’t you just sleep until tomorrow morning?”
Was this a case of me sleeping too long?
“I can’t do anything here without my phone or computer, so what can I do if I don’t sleep, stare at you wide-eyed?”
I walked over to the other side of the couch and sat down, straining my face, not intending to give him a good look in accordance with my temperament of getting up.
Murong Zhuan didn’t react to this, just put his computer on the table, propped one hand on the arm of the sofa, half leaning on it, and ordered, “Go change your clothes and go somewhere with me.”
“No.” If I leave as soon as I’m told to, wouldn’t I be too out of temper?