Fatal Desire

Chapter 113 Incurable, and equally unforgivable.

Song Xi paused for a moment, then turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

"Xixi," Zhao Yansen called to her, but the girl in front of him quickened her pace, walking faster and faster.

She no longer runs towards him with radiant excitement as before; instead, she turns and runs away.

Zhao Yansen felt a sharp pain in his chest and frowned: "Song Xi!"

Song Xi then stopped in her tracks.

She slowly turned around, her eyes flickering uncertainly: "I...I..."

Reason told her that Zhao Yansen wouldn't hurt her, but her body chose to flee first.

Zhao Yansen strode forward and pulled her into his arms. His arms tightened like iron clamps, and Song Xi could clearly feel the powerful heartbeat in his chest.

"Why would someone come to a place like this all by themselves?"

“I’m not alone.” Song Xi looked at Uncle Liao at the elevator entrance and said softly, “Uncle Liao came with me.”

Uncle Liao was a retired soldier with exceptional skills, and he was originally assigned by Zhao Yansen to protect her. However, Song Xi disliked having bodyguards following her closely, finding it too restrictive.

"Brother." Song Xi looked up, her eyes filled with weariness, appearing particularly sickly under the hotel's overhead lights. "Have I caused you any trouble?"

“You’ve never been a problem.” Zhao Yansen’s fingertips gently stroked the corner of her eye, his voice almost seductive. “Stay by my side, and no one can touch you.”

Song Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a moment of silence, she said, "Xu Yi's mother hasn't been dealt with yet; public opinion needs her to clarify things personally..."

Only when Xu's mother comes forward to expose the lies fabricated by Xu's father will netizens truly be convinced.

“It’s all arranged.” Zhao Yansen grasped her slender wrist, his burning fingertips touching her cool skin.

Song Xi's tense nerves finally relaxed. She knew Zhao Yansen's methods well and understood that he was far more efficient at handling these kinds of matters than she was.

Zhao Yansen led her to the elevator. Song Xi stared blankly at the man's sharp, knife-like eyebrows, nose, thin lips, Adam's apple... She could still find the time to appreciate his good looks.

With an excessively handsome face, a tall and slender figure of nearly 1.9 meters, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and well-defined muscles honed through years of training beneath his suit and tie, he exudes an aura of asceticism and aggression.

The elevator goes directly to the parking lot.

Zhao Yansen opened the car door and expertly placed his hand over her head. The car's heater had already been adjusted to a comfortable temperature, and he took out a cashmere blanket and wrapped it around her thin shoulders.

"Cover yourself up, don't catch a cold."

"Mmm." She nodded obediently, letting him take care of her.

Zhao Yansen gave her a deep look, closed the car door, and asked Uncle Liao for details.

Uncle Liao reported Song Xi's every move at the hotel truthfully, and Zhao Yansen frowned slightly as he listened.

He never approved of her taking matters into her own hands, but he also understood that if Song Xi didn't vent her anger, she would feel even worse.

Song Xi sat in the car for a while, then rolled down the window and stuck half her face out: "Brother, aren't you leaving?"

"Let's go." Zhao Yansen slowly loosened his cufflinks, took a long stride, and got into the car.

Uncle Liao stood there, watching the black sedan slowly drive away.

Their styles of doing things were completely different. The Crown Prince was ruthless and left no room for maneuver; the Little Princess, however, always had a bit of kindness in her heart and repeatedly left her opponents a way out.

At this moment, Song Xi was also reflecting on whether she had been too soft-hearted.

When Fu Wenxin and Cai Yi stole and sold their research results, she simply expelled them from Chenxing; when Xu Yi's parents knelt down and begged, she concealed the truth about the bombing and left Xu Yi with a good reputation.

Very few people know the truth.

It was on the eve of her departure abroad that Xu Yi tricked her into coming to the school to confess his feelings, using the excuse of abnormal experimental data.

When her usually honest and unassuming senior suddenly confessed his feelings, Song Xi was surprised but rejected him without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, Xu Yi secretly followed her and caught her running towards Zhao Yansen, watching him put a safety buckle necklace on her.

Xu Yi appears simple and honest, but his heart is already twisted. He drugged her when she wasn't looking.

"You smiled at me, doesn't that mean you like me?" he said through gritted teeth. "Why are you still entangled with other men?" Song Xi forced herself to stay conscious and refused again, but was met with a ferocious smile from Xu Yi: "If you can't have me, then let's die together."

In her final, hazy moments, she saw Zhao Yansen's figure. She tried to call out, but was swallowed up by the deafening explosion.

When she woke up again, she was completely enveloped by him in a protective posture. When she looked up, she saw blood gushing down from his forehead.

The fear of that moment remains unforgettable; scalding tears kept flowing, she was afraid he would just die like that.

She is really scared.

An unprecedented fear gripped her body and soul.

Song Xi became infatuated with that person as if under a spell, and even in the dead of night, her rapid breathing still evoked the name that haunted her dreams.

She is beyond redemption, and equally unforgivable.

While in the United States, she often dreamed that she had become Xu Yi, and Zhao Yansen had become her.

She's so persistent, so crazy... If she stays any longer, she might also do something extreme, go to extremes, and harm herself and others.

Whenever Zhao Yansen appeared in Song Xi's sight, she could not suppress her desire for him.

The day I go completely mad will come sooner or later.

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The authorities have issued a clear conclusion regarding the laboratory explosion and the Cai case, which have been widely discussed online: there is a complete chain of evidence proving that the explosion was a premeditated act by Xu to murder Song due to a romantic dispute; and that Cai's death in the riots in the United States was unrelated to Song.

However, some netizens remained unconvinced, demanding the release of direct evidence such as videos and audio recordings, and even resorting to the "victim blaming" argument.
"Why harm her of all people? She must have done something wrong, and Xu couldn't bear it any longer, so he took action!"

"If she didn't cause the bombing, why is she still alive even though the perpetrator is dead?"

These keyboard warriors would rather believe their own brains, which can't even calculate 1+1, than believe the law and the facts.

Qin Fanghao and Meng Weixian were furious when they saw these comments.

Qin Fanghao: "Did these people inject drugs into their brains to prevent miscarriage?! I'm so angry!"

Meng Weixian: "President Xi, why didn't you tell me about this?"

Qin Fanghao: "Narcissist! Just because you said a few words to him means you like him? If you don't like him, you want to die together?"

Meng Weixian: "Damn it, thank goodness that bastard is dead, otherwise I would have flown back and beaten him to a pulp!"

……

The reversal of public opinion began with a video released by Xu's mother.

The haggard woman in the video confessed that their excessive pressure had caused her son's psychological distortion, almost leading to a major disaster. She begged President Song not to reveal the truth, and he not only agreed but also gave her a sum of money. This money was later squandered by her gambling-addicted father, which was also the reason she chose to divorce him. This incident was orchestrated by someone who paid her father to act in a charade to gain sympathy and frame President Song.

Xu's father wasn't some kind of loving father; he was just a scumbag who profited from fatherly love.

Most netizens immediately changed their tune, praising President Song for repaying evil with kindness and having a bodhisattva-like heart.

A few trolls are still jumping around: Why give money if you haven't done anything wrong? Giving money means Song has serious problems!

Accounts that published malicious comments and deliberately smeared Song Xi have successively received lawyer's letters.

The keyboard warriors initially wanted to fight back in court, but they immediately backed down when they heard that the opposing team was a top-tier, red-circle legal team in China.

Within a single day, from dawn till dusk, the internet erupted in a huge uproar, only to quiet down just as quickly.

Song Xi's forehead pressed against the cold glass, her eyelashes casting faint shadows on her pale cheeks. Her breathing gradually became steady, like an exhausted little Tyrannosaurus Rex curled up in the corner of the chair.

Zhao Yansen looked at her small, wobbly head and reached out to pull her into his arms. He deliberately used a light touch, as if he were touching an extremely precious piece of porcelain.

Not a few seconds.

The person in her arms suddenly woke up.

Song Xi suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils contracted, and his chest heaved violently, as if he had just struggled out of some abyss. His fingers clenched his shirt tightly, pulling the crisp fabric into messy wrinkles.

"What did you dream about?" Zhao Yansen asked in a deep, slow voice, his thumb stroking her temples, which were damp with cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)