Zongman: Beginning and Snow under the Rain Escape from Raccoon City

It was as if those words had never existed.

But the more she acted this way, the more confused Yumiko Miura became.

She recalled the scene on the rooftop, the lingering heat and shame in her body intertwined, and the stickiness between her legs made it impossible for her to ignore it.

"When...when did he find out..."

"Was I treated like a fool, a spy, right under his nose the whole time?"

Yumiko Miura gripped the desk tightly with her fingertips, unable to recover for a long time.

Just then, Ye Hai suddenly turned around and gave her a half-smile.

That look was as if it had dissected her entire being.

Yumiko Miura's heart skipped a beat, and she almost bit herself into a sound.

……

As night fell, the Hiratsuka family mansion was brightly lit.

The long table was laden with food and wine. The subordinates consciously retreated to the outer perimeter, leaving only Hiratsuka Shizuka and Ye Hai facing the man in the main seat—Hiratsuka Masazō.

"Come on! Kid Ye, bottoms up!"

Hiratsuka Masazō raised his wine glass with a loud, booming voice and boundless pride.

Ye Hai smiled slightly, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

The strong liquor went down my throat, leaving a burning sensation.

"Haha! Great! As expected of my Xiaojing's man, your alcohol tolerance is indeed impressive!"

Hiratsuka Masazō smiled so much his eyes narrowed, and the more he looked at Ye Hai, the more pleasing he became.

Hiratsuka sat languidly to the side, holding an ice-cold beer bottle and drinking it by himself, his expression full of helplessness.

"Father, please stop forcing him to drink."

She sighed and pushed the empty plate in front of her: "He's not one of your underlings; he's not used to your way of drinking."

"Hmph, you little brat, you're actually speaking up for him now."

Hiratsuka Masazō glared at her, then changed the subject, staring at Ye Hai.

"Kid, tell me the truth, when are you and Xiaojing getting married? This old man can't wait to hold his grandson!"

"dad--!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka nearly spat out her beer, her face instantly turning red.

"What nonsense are you talking about! We haven't reached that point yet..."

"Shut up!"

Hiratsuka Masazō slammed his hand on the table, his imposing manner evident: "Are you going to leave this old man waiting in vain?!"

The atmosphere became somewhat tense for a moment.

Ye Hai squinted, the effects of the alcohol gradually taking hold.

He raised his glass, his expression slightly tipsy, yet his smile remained calm.

"I'm easy to marry... I can marry Xiaojing anytime she wants."

The hall fell silent for a moment after he finished speaking.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes widened suddenly, the smell of alcohol instantly rushing to her head, her face turning as red as if it were about to bleed.

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

"Hahaha! Good! You're definitely a man!"

Hiratsuka Masazō, on the contrary, slapped the table and laughed, patting Ye Hai on the shoulder: "I love your straightforwardness! Xiao Jing, you better take a good look, don't regret missing out on a man like this!"

"dad--!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka was filled with shame and indignation.

The dinner party ended quickly, and rounds of drinks were consumed.

In the end, even Ye Hai narrowed his eyes slightly, his breath reeked of alcohol, and his steps were no longer as steady as before.

"Alright, alright! You two, don't go back, just stay here!"

Hiratsuka waved his hand and ordered his men to take them back to Hiratsuka Shizuka's bedroom.

No one objected.

Hiratsuka Shizuka got herself drunk in a fit of anger.

Hiratsuka sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her cheeks flushed and her eyes blurry with drunkenness. She was completely unaware that anyone else was there, and even her breath was warm with the smell of alcohol.

She took off her coat, revealing a loose-fitting shirt underneath with a slightly open neckline that exposed a glimpse of her fair skin.

Ye Hai staggered over, his drunkenness revealing a hint of instinctive nonchalance.

He lowered his head, his eyes unfocused, yet fixed intently on her.

ho-

So white.

The next second, his hand reached out uncontrollably.

"Hello--!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka gasped, her body jolting violently, even sobering up a bit. She tried to push him away, but the moment her fingertips touched his wrist, he gripped it even tighter.

The heat emanated through the fabric.

"...Ye Hai, you..."

Her voice went hoarse.

Hiratsuka Shizuka felt her whole body burning up, a dizzying mix of alcohol and shame.

She gritted her teeth, wanting to retort angrily, but when she looked up and met those deep eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

His burning gaze seemed capable of scalding.

"……asshole."

She muttered a curse under her breath, but didn't push him away again.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's breathing quickened; the alcohol gradually eroded her strength, and an inexplicable heat welled up in her heart.

Ye Hai slowly pushed her down onto the bed.

Under the light, Hiratsuka Shizuka's beauty was fully revealed.

Her mature and voluptuous curves were even more alluring under the influence of alcohol;

Her usually strong and capable eyes were now clouded with embarrassment and panic.

She bit her lip, her chest heaving, exuding a coquettish charm that only appeared when alcohol and certain emotions intertwined.

Chapter 183 After Sobering Up

The next morning

The morning light streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains, carrying a slight chill.

Hiratsuka Shizuka slowly opened her eyes, her head still feeling a little dizzy.

Her first feeling was that her whole body was sore and weak, especially her waist and thighs, as if she had run dozens of kilometers the night before.

The next instant, memories flooded back, causing her eyes to widen instantly.

—At the dinner table.

—The father pressed him about the marriage.

— Ye Hai's statement, "As long as Xiao Jing is willing to marry me, I can marry her anytime."

—In the room, his eyes were glazed with intoxication, his hands were burning hot, and there was that final, uncontrollable night.

"……asshole."

She gritted her teeth, reached up to cover her forehead, her cheeks burning.

Turning her head, she saw Ye Hai sleeping beside her, breathing steadily and looking relaxed, showing none of the wildness he had displayed the night before.

What's even more outrageous is that his hand was casually resting on his waist, as if it were perfectly natural.

"What do you take me for, you bastard...?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka muttered softly, clearly wanting to push that hand away, but when her fingertips touched the back of his 02 palm, she inexplicably stopped.

The palms are large and warm.

Just like last night, it made me uneasy, yet there was also a strange sense of peace.

She bit her lip and struggled for a long time, but finally gently pulled the blanket over herself to cover her exposed shoulders.

"Forget it, let's just say it was an accident caused by being drunk."

She comforted herself with this reason, trying not to recall the details of last night that made her so ashamed she could curl her toes.

But my heart still wouldn't calm down.

What's worse, she knew she hadn't actually put up a fight at all.

From a certain moment on, she...accepted it.

"Hmph, don't think I've already decided on you."

Hiratsuka Shizuka gave a soft snort, turned her back to Ye Hai, but quietly pulled the blanket up a little to cover Ye Hai's exposed shoulders.

But the red tips of her ears were clearly visible in the morning light.

—While verbally denying it, one has already vaguely accepted it in their heart.

"How am I supposed to explain this to Haruno...?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka covered her head, starting to worry about something else.

Ye Hai slowly opened his eyes, his vision blurred for a moment, and then he caught sight of a familiar figure on the other side of the bed.

"Xiaojing, the way you look at me makes it seem like you've discovered I owe you millions."

His voice was low and hoarse, as if he had just woken up, and it sounded a bit lazy, but it made Hiratsuka Shizuka's heart skip a beat.

"...How dare you say that?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka blushed and glared at him, then immediately turned her head away to avoid his gaze: "Let's just pretend... pretend that what happened last night never happened!"

"It never happened?"

Ye Hai raised an eyebrow, slowly propped himself up, and whispered in her ear, "But you didn't say that last night, you were still pestering me to call you that..."

"Shut up!!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka instantly bristled and raised her hand to hit him, but Ye Hai grabbed her wrist and easily pressed her down on the pillow.

Their breaths suddenly became very close.

Hiratsuka Shizuka froze, her heart pounding.

She tried to break free, but Ye Hai's eyes made her slightly lose her focus.

"Xiao Jing..."

Ye Hai's tone suddenly softened: "What I said last night still stands. If you're willing, I can marry you."

Hiratsuka Shizuka gasped for breath.

She never expected that this man would say the same thing again when he was sober.

In an instant, the wavering rationality in my heart completely loosened.

"...You're such an idiot."