I Want To Move In Next Door-Chapter 1130 - 1127: Han Zhijin vs. Song Youman 17 (Free Chapter)
About half a minute later, the door to the villa was opened, and a middle-aged woman came out from inside.
Song Youman thought that she must be the housekeeper hired by "Muxi".
The housekeeper recognized Dong Yi; she called out from a distance: "Mr. Dong, why have you come? Are you looking for Mr. Mu? Mr. Mu is still sleeping..."
As the housekeeper spoke, the gate to the villa was opened, and Song Youman, who had been hiding, immediately revealed herself.
"Huh? Who is this young lady..."
The housekeeper’s words of suspicion were cut off as Song Youman entered the villa compound and dashed inside the house.
"Hey, miss, who are you? You... Ah! Mr. Dong, what’s happened to you? How come you’re tied up?"
After entering the villa, Song Youman closed the door behind her with a swift motion and locked it from inside.
Once she was sure that the housekeeper and Dong Yi couldn’t enter the villa, she headed for the second floor.
Not knowing which room was the master bedroom, she tried each door until pushing the third one open, she was immediately choked by the smell of smoke and sneezed on the spot.
Disgusted, she waved her hand in front of her to disperse the incoming smoke while peering into the room.
On the large bed lay a person... That person’s back was facing her, with no distinguishable features...
Song Youman stared at the figure for a few seconds, then stepped forward into the room.
Once inside, she realized the floor was littered with cigarette butts and empty alcohol bottles...
She furrowed her brows even more sharply, circled around the foot of the bed to the side where the man was facing, and saw half of his face buried in the covers. Moving closer to the bed, she stared at the man still deep in sleep, then reached out and yanked the covers off his face.
The face that she remembered dearly and longed for unexpectedly crashed into her sight. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
It was him... it really was him...
On the highway, when she caught the first glimpse of him, her intuition was indeed correct!
The man who had been missing for over three years had finally appeared...
Song Youman stared at Han Zhijin’s face, which had become much thinner and more mature, her thoughts in turmoil.
Han Zhijin, who was in a deep sleep, seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.
The moment his gaze met Song Youman’s, there was a blankness in his eyes for over ten seconds, and then he sat up in shock: "You..."
After uttering just one word, Song Youman raised her hand and fiercely slapped his face.
The strength in Song Youman’s slap was enormous; Han Zhijin’s face was jerked to the side, and soon after, the imprint of five fingers appeared on his cheek.
The scene was as if frozen in time, and the bedroom fell silent for a while. Han Zhijin licked the half of his face that had been struck with his tongue and then raised his finger to touch his lips, "Did that feel good?"
"If it didn’t feel good, slap me a couple more times..."
Song Youman remained silent.
Han Zhijin gave her a glance: "So it felt good? If so, then leave..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Song Youman grabbed a pillow and began to smash it wildly against his face: "Han Zhijin, you’re inhuman!"
"Have a good think, do you deserve everyone? Do you know how your mother has survived these past three years? Do you have any idea how your uncle has been to Muxi? He’s practically treated Muxi as his own son, no, even better than his own son. Why did he do that? It’s because you saved An’an... And An’an, do you know how she’s been getting on?"
"And you? You live well and hide from everyone, do you think you’re so great?"
Song Youman wasn’t upset until she started talking, but the more she spoke, the angrier she got. She thought about his actions last night, the empty alcohol bottles and cigarette butts filling his room, and considered that he might have been living in decadence these years; she hit Han Zhijin with even greater force.
Han Zhijin did not fight back, maybe out of pain he dodged, and then, in a moment of inattention, he fell to the ground.
Song Youman rolled off the bed, about to continue hitting him with the pillow when her attention was drawn to his right leg... Perhaps because he was sleeping, he didn’t wear a prosthesis, leaving half a leg empty beneath the sleeping pants...
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