novel for you Chapter 477 I command you, wake up!
Chapter 477 I command you, wake up!
Under the same starry sky, under the same moon, on the same autumn night.
The lights of countless homes flickered, each reflecting a different joy, anger, sorrow, and grief.
When Ji Lengming met with Li Jianping, Zhao Kai was in his suburban villa, listening to a report from his subordinates.
But his mind was clearly not on his subordinates' reports.
"Young Master? Young Master Zhao?"
"what?"
Zhao Kai snapped out of his daze, a hint of age and weariness creeping into his eyes.
Where were you talking about?
The subordinate had no choice but to repeat what he had reported.
"...Now the businesses of the four bosses, Liao, Wu, Huang, and Chang, are basically paralyzed. Banks are not giving them loans, the funds in their company accounts are frozen, and those that should be ordered to suspend operations for rectification have been issued notices of suspension."
"These four people have no other choice but to kowtow to you and admit their mistakes!"
Zhao Kai listened patiently this time.
Then she gave a soft "hmm".
"What are those four people busy with? Have you asked around?"
The subordinate gave a sheepish laugh and said obsequiously, "We're all doomed anyway, so all we can do is try to build relationships and find ways to get out of our current predicament."
"Young Master Zhao, your move to cut off their supply lines is excellent; they won't be able to cause any trouble!"
Zhao Kai hates hearing this kind of talk the most.
Without thinking, he kicked the subordinate who came to report the situation hard in the shin.
His bloodshot eyes glared fiercely at me.
"The last person who thought like you was Fan Zhishan. He lost both his arms and only survived thanks to me!"
"To not take your opponents seriously is tantamount to suicide!"
"Do you want me dead?!"
The subordinate was so frightened by these words that his knees buckled, and he quickly waved his hands, saying, "No, no!"
Frustrated, Zhao Kai grabbed an ashtray from the table and smashed it at the other person.
The other person dodged, and with a loud crash, the object slammed onto the marble.
"If you dare not, then do as I say!"
"You'd better do my job honestly and stop with the sycophancy. You'll have everything!"
"If anyone tries to take shortcuts, I'll make sure you don't live past New Year's Eve!"
"Sitting in the office all day has made you arrogant, huh? Let me tell you, you won't be able to show off your authority here!"
The subordinate was given a severe scolding. He had originally wanted to take credit and ask for a reward, but in the end, he could only slink away with his tail between his legs.
As soon as the person leaves.
The empty villa returned to silence.
Zhao Kai sat on the sofa, tearing at his collar in an unbearable manner, trying to breathe in a few more breaths of fresh air.
He's had a really tough time these past few days.
He thought that after kidnapping Wen Wan, he could persuade her, analyze the pros and cons, and explain the advantages and disadvantages, thus winning her over to his side.
But the result?
This woman was completely unyielding, determined to betray her social class.
Such utterly absurd and outrageous fallacies are beyond his imagination!
The thought of Wen Wan made Zhao Kai's already restless heart feel as if it had been pierced by a fork and landed on the grill, tormented by conflicting emotions.
In the afternoon, he was angry and acted impulsively, forcing Wen Wan to take the medicine.
Once Wen Wan realized what kind of medicine it was, she reacted quickly, shoving him away and fiercely banging her head against the wall.
This woman showed absolutely no mercy to me.
She exhausted all her strength and, without caring about anything else, slammed her head against the wall repeatedly, blood smearing half her face, but she didn't stop.
So resolute it's suffocating!
She didn't know if she was hit three or five times before her body went limp and she collapsed, fainting as she had wished.
He spent the whole afternoon tending to her injuries.
Five hours have passed as of now.
I don't know if she's awake yet.
On the third floor of the villa, the corner room was silently shrouded in darkness.
There was only one window, which received a small amount of light from the night lamp in the courtyard.
The room was empty, with nothing extra except a large bed covered with a soft blanket.
A woman lay on the bed, her forehead wrapped in thick gauze, her face deathly pale.
Her eyes were closed, but her pupils were moving restlessly, and her chapped lips were making muttering something.
The unbearable pain caused her delicate nose and slender neck to be covered with a layer of sticky sweat.
The beautiful girl was now like a sheet of Xuan paper covered with thick white frost.
It was wrinkled and lifeless.
Available in the next second.
Her gentle, pale face suddenly flushed red.
Not a good color.
It was a damp, sinister crimson, like the kiln transformation visible through the glaze of ancient porcelain, eerily beautiful yet morbid.
A dry, humid heat, carrying with itchy, tingling sensations like thousands of ants crawling, coursed through her limbs and bones. The pain and itching caused her tightly pursed lips to tremble slightly, uttering a few indistinct syllables.
"Clearly...clearly..."
With each call, her gentle brows and eyes relaxed a little, as if the name were a cure for some kind of chronic illness.
Let her savor the sweet, irresistible emotions she feels amidst the alternating heat and cold, and the intense longing in the frying pan.
Zhao Kai stood outside the door, his hand on the doorknob.
As soon as the door opened, they heard the woman calling out another man's name with a tenderness they had never seen before.
Instantly.
Jealousy was like a bucket of oil poured over his head, igniting him with a bang.
A surge of anger welled up in Zhao Kai's heart.
He rushed to the bedside in three quick steps and yanked off the brocade quilt with a 'whoosh'.
He gripped Wenwan's shoulders with both hands like iron clamps, then desperately tried to shake her awake.
"Wen Wan, wake up!"
"Damn woman!"
"I command you, wake up!"
A violent emotion filled Zhao Kai's mind, and the escalating madness turned the man's eyes bloodshot.
"You're sleeping in my bed, I'm the one who's always been tolerant of you, and I'm the one who's gone to great lengths to take care of you!"
"I let you hit me and curse me, why can't you see what I've done for you!"
"I won't allow you to call any other man's name!"
Wenwan felt a painful sensation as if her body was being shaken to pieces.
She woke up slowly.
Her hazy eyes opened slightly, and a face more twisted and terrifying than a bewitched monster in the mountains and forests rushed straight into her view.
Upon seeing the man with the ferocious face before her, the sweet image that had been conjured in Wen Wan's mind vanished instantly.
Startled, she let out a strange, abstract cry from her hoarse voice.
But then.
A strong, majestic scent, carrying the scent of soil and sun, gripped her tightly.
The smell was comparable to carefully prepared opium, mixed with the murky and intoxicating aroma of tobacco, seeping into her nostrils and roughly awakening some kind of instinct deep within her.
Her gentle pulse was beating wildly.
Every part of her body was screaming out the same desire—she wanted to hug and kiss him with all her might, to instantly transform into a piece of soft satin and wrap him up, to sink into him without regard for life or death!
Zhao Kai exhaled hot air.
He noticed the change in Wenwan.
His ruthless gaze suddenly changed.
The man's lips curled into a wicked smile.
His sweaty hands gripped the woman's chin.
"It seems the effects of the medicine haven't worn off yet!"
"You were unconscious before, which saved you from disaster. Now, let's see what you're going to do!"
For a moment, the woman was confused, her bones and muscles aching with a burning pain, as she rampaged wildly.
In the space between pain and intoxication, she saw two versions of herself fighting each other.
One is that the physical body has become a traitor, eager to surrender.
One was the extreme resistance of the soul, which pulled out fragments of Ji Lengming's memories for her to see, scene by scene.
Those fragmented things.
There's a childhood memory of Ji Lengming, who would sit by the lake, hugging his knees and crying.
The little boy took her apple, behaving incredibly well.
During his middle school years, Ji Lengming, with his frail and sickly body, walked with a limp.
She spent a week taking care of him, and that's when she first realized how bright it could be to have someone looking into her eyes.
There was Ji Lengming, who, even after she grew up, constantly nagged in her ear.
She wanted to go west, but he insisted on pulling her east, always acting as his last line of defense.
Finally, there was Ji Lengming, who died in despair...
When the memory stopped at Ji Lengming's ashes, Wen Wan suddenly burst into tears.
She has a man she deeply loves!
The man she destroyed with her own hands in her past life!
In this life, she sacrificed everything for the man she wanted to be with forever!
How could she possibly harbor any sordid thoughts of betraying her Mingming at such a critical juncture!
Since she has the fierce determination to bang her head against a wall, she is not afraid of this trivial torment!
They insisted on using their own flesh and blood as a gamble to witness the most magnificent loyalty in the world!
The woman suddenly unleashed the power of someone on the verge of death.
With a forceful swipe of his limp hands, he slapped Zhao Kai's hand away from his cheek with a crisp crack.
Her smile was as radiant as a peach blossom, her beauty unparalleled, every strand of her hair shimmering in the darkness.
“Zhao Kai, a person like you will never understand the principle that ‘the body may perish, but the spirit shall never die.’”
"Your invincible summer will forever reside within me!"