Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 119 I don’t want to be sorry ( words)
Sang Yu took off his coat and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No, I wanted to take you out to eat."

"Then go and eat quickly. It's already past six o'clock."

"I'm not hungry. I'll eat the same thing later."

Xi Jinbai sat down on the sofa, pulled her to sit on his lap, and asked casually, "What did you do during the day?"

Underneath his buttocks are his tight leg muscles, which can be clearly felt through the fabric of his clothes.

Sang Yu moved slightly outside and said, "Arrange the clothes in the store."

Xi Jinbai held her waist to prevent her from moving, and suddenly called her: "Yu Yu."

The ending sound is soft, lingering, somewhat ambiguous, and spreads in the air.

"Huh?" Sang Yu glanced sideways and moved his eyes to his face.

"I'm going back to Suzhou tomorrow to handle some work and I'll be back in three days." He explained: "If you have anything, you can call me, or you can call Cheng Xiang. He's on Hong Kong Island."

"it is good."

Xi Jinbai's pupils reflected her thin face. He raised his hand to caress it, rubbed it with his fingertips, gently eased it, and tightened his hand slightly on her waist.

Looking into each other's eyes, the thin lips were getting closer inch by inch, and the breath was getting hotter.

When they were about to meet, Sang Yu tilted his head and kissed her cheek.

Xi Jinbai clasped her chin and moved his kiss to her lips.

Before he could take any further action, Sang Yu called his name, "Xi Jinbai."

He stopped, but didn't move away. He just kept leaning against the corner of her mouth, "What?"

The hot breath passed by.

Refreshing smell, no smoke smell at all.

Ever since she disliked the smell of cigarettes last time, Xi Jinbai had refrained from smoking.

Sang Yu hesitated for a few seconds, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "You'd better not waste your time on me."

Xi Jinbai frowned and lowered his voice, "What do you mean?"

"I don't want to fall in love, let alone get married." Sang Yu lowered his eyes and continued to finish, "So I don't want to delay you."

Xi Jinbai raised her chin and stared, "I know you are not in the mood to think about this now, I can wait for you."

His eyes are so deep that they seem to suck people in and make them fall into it.

Sang Yu urgently needed something to grab onto, so he could only tug at the corner of his clothes, "How long can you wait for me? What if I don't want it all my life?"

He is the heir to the Xi family, how can he remain unmarried for the rest of his life?

Xi Jinbai's eyes flashed with fluctuations, and he couldn't see through her inner thoughts, "It was fine before, why did you suddenly reject me again?"

Sang Yu closed his eyes and his voice trembled slightly: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

She was really too scared.

Xi Jinbai pressed the back of her head into his arms, "I don't want to be sorry."
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Sang Yu didn't remember how she fell asleep. She was too tired. She smelled the delicious pine wood fragrance on his body and felt sleepy, drawing her into her dream.

Xi Jinbai changed her into comfortable pajamas, wiped her hands and feet with a hot towel, covered her with a quilt, left a note on the bedside, and finally leaned over and pecked her lips before leaving.

Worried that she would be scared when she woke up at night, I left a sleeping light for her.

Warmth lingered in the room.

Sang Yu woke up once in the middle of the night and saw the note he left. His pen was strong and his handwriting was smooth and beautiful.

[Let’s go. There is hot water in the thermos cup. You can drink it directly when you wake up. If you need anything, call me. 】

She lay in bed, lost in thought.

After that, Xi Jinbai didn't mention the conversation last night, as if it never happened.

He called her to chat as usual, asking her what she had done and whether she had eaten well.

The Spring Festival is coming soon, and red lanterns and ribbons are hung outside. The word "福" is pasted upside down on the door lintels. There are many small stalls selling Spring Festival couplets, window grilles and auspicious hangings in the streets and alleys. They are full of joy and excitement.

Sang Yu thought that last year she and her mother prepared New Year's goods together, posted couplets together, and went to the temple to burn incense together, but this year she was the only one left.

One morning, she received a call from Huo Qiting.

After we made things clear that time, there was no further contact.

He was not in Hong Kong Island some time ago. He had been on a business trip here for the past two days and wanted to go to the hospital for a visit, only to learn that Sang Fengping had passed away.

"I'm sorry, I just found out about auntie... are you okay?" Huo Qiting didn't know how to comfort her, "My condolences, take care of yourself."

Sang Yu stood by the window and watched the workers downstairs hanging banners to welcome the New Year, "Yes, I can do it."

"I suddenly remembered something." Huo Qiting recalled the details that he had missed. "My aunt suddenly passed out at home that day. The door was open when I went there. I was wondering if someone had been to your house and irritated my aunt. She's getting worse."

Sang Yu's fingertips trembled and he immediately asked: "Do you still remember what day it was?"

Sang Fengping has a strong sense of safety. No matter she goes home or goes out, she will always close the door and never leave it open.

"Let me check, I remember my schedule that day." Huo Qiting exited the call interface, clicked on the schedule and looked through it, "November 20th."

"What time did you arrive at my house?"

"Around half past twelve."

"Thank you."

Sang Yu hung up the phone, put on his coat and hurried out without even changing into slippers.

She ran all the way to the security room at the entrance of the community, panting slightly: "Hello, I want to check the surveillance of the elevator entrance on the 7th floor of Building 4 on November th!"

The security uncle recognized her and asked directly: "What time period is it about? I will help you adjust it."

"Around 12 to 12:30 noon."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Sang Yu thanked him.

Soon, the security uncle found the surveillance for that time period and said, "This starts at twelve o'clock. You can see for yourself."

Sang Yu held the table with his hands, bent down and stared at the surveillance screen carefully.

There was nothing unusual from twelve o'clock to twelve ten, and the elevator door did not open. Until twelve fourteen, the elevator door on the fourth floor opened, and two women came out, turned right and walked straight to her house.

Sang Yu hurriedly said: "Please help me pause!"

The camera only faces the elevator and cannot capture the door of the resident.

The security uncle rewinds the surveillance camera for a few seconds, pauses it, and zooms in.

The picture is a bit blurry. I can only see the young one wearing sunglasses, brown waves, and fashionable clothes, while the other one is very ordinary, probably in his forties or fifties.

Sang Yu works in the clothing industry and is quite sensitive about clothing. He can tell at a glance that the woman wearing sunglasses is wearing a famous brand. The handbag in her hand looks familiar, as if she has seen it somewhere.

She searched in her mind for a long time, and finally remembered it!

Ji Mingzhu! It's Ji Mingzhu!

Her bag is a private high-end style, with her initials JMZ on it, there is no mistake!
Cold sweat broke out on Sang Yu's palms, his fingertips were clenched tightly, the veins on the back of his hands were clear, and there was a dull pain in his chest.

Countless questions filled her mind. Why did Ji Mingzhu come to her house? What on earth did she say to Sang Fengping that caused her to have a heart attack? Who is that woman next to me?
After coming out of the security room, Sang Yu immediately called Cheng Xiang and asked him, "Do you know where Ji Mingzhu is?"

Cheng Xiang was confused, "Miss Sang, what are you doing with Ji Mingzhu?"

Sang Yu's throat tightened and he held the phone hard, "There is something very important. Can you find out where she is?"

Cheng Xiang was in a dilemma, "Mr. Xi has given instructions not to let Ji Mingzhu get close to you, for fear that she will be detrimental to you."

"Then please find someone to go with me."

She insisted on going to Ji Mingzhu, but Cheng Xiang had no choice. He wanted to ask Xi Jinbai for instructions, but he was on the plane and couldn't get through on his mobile phone.

After finding out that Ji Mingzhu was eating at a Michelin restaurant, Cheng Xiang drove to pick up Sang Yu and take her there.

It takes half an hour to drive to Victoria Harbor.

The Maybach with smooth body lines is parked in front of the French architectural style restaurant's main entrance.

Sang Yu opened the door and got out of the car. When he walked to the door, a waiter asked: "Miss, do you have a reservation?"

Cheng Xiang turned off the engine and got out of the car, threw the keys to the parking attendant and parked the car, then quickly followed Sang Yu, "You don't need to stop Mr. Xi's people."

The waiter knew Cheng Xiang, and there was no one who could respectfully call him "Master Xi" except Mr. Xi. "Okay, please come in."

By the way, he made a "please" gesture respectfully.

Ji Mingzhu and her friends were dining in a private room on the top floor and were enjoying dessert.

We were chatting well when the door was suddenly pushed open with great force and hit the wall with a "bang" sound.

Thinking it was some reckless waiter, Ji Mingzhu's little sister suddenly became angry and yelled: "Who is so short-sighted! Do you still want to do it?"

Sang Yu walked in with an indifferent expression.

Maybe he had been with Xi Jinbai for a long time before, and when he got angry, he had a bit of his aura, which made people shudder.

Ji Mingzhu saw her and stood up in surprise, "Sang Yu? What are you doing here?"

Sang Yu didn't beat around the bush with her and asked coldly: "What on earth did you say to my mother that day?"

Hearing this, Ji Mingzhu's expression froze for a moment, then quickly returned to a contemptuous and arrogant attitude, "If you want to know, I can tell you, but we must talk alone."

Her little sister understood and quickly found an excuse to leave, "I'll leave first if I have something else to do."

After saying that, he took his bag and quickly left the scene of right and wrong.

Sang Yu turned to Cheng Xiang and said, "Assistant Cheng, please wait for me outside."

The situation in front of him made Cheng Xiang very worried. If Sang Yu made any mistake, he would not be able to compensate even if he lost his job, so he warned Ji Mingzhu, "Miss Ji, if Miss Sang suffers any loss, Mr. Xi will definitely do it." If you pursue it, you have to consider the consequences."

Ji Mingzhu stared at him with an angry face, "You threaten me!"

"I'm reminding you." Cheng Xiang left these words and went out to close the door.

The box was silent for a moment.

Ji Mingzhu pulled her lips and sarcastically said, "It's different with Xi Jinbai backing her up."

How could a bitch who was a mistress be able to dominate her in front of her, but she was reduced to sleeping with someone she hated.

Sang Yu responded unceremoniously: "Xi Jinbai wants to break off the engagement with you, so you put all the blame on me. Why, you, the noble Miss Ji, can't live without a man?"

Ji Mingzhu's pupils expanded suddenly, and her fingernails were almost cut off by her.

They say a snake can hit you seven inches, but Sang Yu grabbed her sore spot and broke through her weakness.

Ji Mingzhu didn't know that at first, because of her unwillingness, she got involved in it in the end.

But there is no turning back. Now that the matter has come to this, she will not admit that she is wrong, because Sang Yu's life experience is the original sin.

She narrowed her eyes, and a trace of anger flashed across her eyes, "Do you think I hate you because of Xi Jinbai?"

Sang Yu frowned, wondering if there was any other reason besides Xi Jinbai.

"It's true that we have a bad fate. Don't you want to know what I said to your mother?" Ji Mingzhu paused deliberately and emphasized her tone, "Of course it's about your life experience."

Sang Yu was stunned and clenched his fingertips.

Her life experience...

With a sneer on her lips, Ji Mingzhu took out a paternity test from her bag and threw it in front of her. She spelled out clearly, "We are half-siblings. Your real mother is a mistress. She forced her way into my parents' relationship to have you. She died in childbirth, and your aunt left you at the door of our Ji family, expecting that my father would take care of you. Unfortunately, my father only loved my mother. He wouldn't know how to treat the bastards born to other women. I admit it, so you were thrown into the orphanage."

After saying this, she felt very happy.

No matter how capable she is, Sang Yu can't change the fact that she is the daughter of a mistress.

Sang Yu didn't believe what she said at all. He picked up the documents on the table and opened them. His eyes fell on the final identification result - it was in line with the laws of genetics and the probability of paternity was greater than 0.9999.

"Where did you get the appraisal report?"

"Have someone go to your store and test the cup you drank from against my dad's cup. That's the truth." Ji Mingzhu curled her lips disdainfully, "Your mother probably also thinks it's bad luck to adopt a mistress' daughter..."

Before he finished speaking, "Pah——"

The slap sounded loud and clear.

Ji Mingzhu was hit so hard that she turned her head away, her cheeks turned red instantly, and her eyes couldn't hold back her anger, "How dare you hit me!"

Ever since I was a child, I have been blessed by everyone. Whenever I was bullied like this, I would fight back.

Just as he raised his hand, he suddenly thought of Cheng Xiang's threat, and his movements froze.

During the two seconds of pause, Sang Yu slapped her again.

"Snapped--"

The force was very strong and there was no mercy at all.

Both sides of Ji Mingzhu's face were stinging. She still had some sense left. She couldn't fight back. She could only glare at Sang Yu with a ferocious expression, "Are you angry? What if Xi Jinbai knew you were the mistress's daughter? Will they want you? Can the Xi family accommodate you?"

Sang Yu tore up the appraisal report in his hand, "What does tolerance have to do with you? Don't blame me. I'm not the mistress's daughter. I only have one mother in my life. Anyone else has nothing to do with me. !”

From the moment she was abandoned, she had no biological parents!

"This is the truth!" Ji Mingzhu roared angrily.

Sang Yu casually raised the paper in his hand and turned to leave.

Shreds of paper scattered on the floor.

There was the sound of a cup breaking behind her, and Ji Mingzhu vented angrily: "Ah——"

Cheng Xiang, who was outside the door, almost barged in when he heard the noise, but the door opened and Sang Yu came out.

He immediately asked: "Miss Sang, are you okay?"

Sang Yu shook his head gently.

Cheng Xiang looked up and down and was relieved when he saw that she was not injured.

Leave the restaurant and return to the car.

Sang Yu put on his seat belt, leaned his head tiredly against the window, and rolled up the loose hair around his ears.

Just as she started the car, she suddenly shouted to stop, "Wait a minute!"

(End of this chapter)