Exclusively for You: Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Don't be too obedient

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Song Li suddenly froze.

This sentence wasn't spoken by Xu Yan; the voice came from the phone Xu Yan was holding.

Damned if it still wasn't on the call!

The distinctive voice, it was difficult for Song Li not to recognize who it was. She swallowed nervously, her mind suddenly empty.

"..."

Is it too late to stop blabbering now?

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It was a little past eight in the evening.

After taking a shower, Song Li changed into clean home clothes and walked into the kitchen to prepare a quick dinner of instant noodles.

Before the water boiled, she held the phone against the countertop, thinking about calling Jin Shiwen to explain the situation.

This inevitably made Song Li think of someone and the incident that happened an hour ago when she was caught red-handed.

"..."

Not much, just a momentary fright.

Song Li roughly ran her fingers through her hair and let out a sigh of frustration.

Coincidentally, Su Tangnian's message popped up on her phone at the time: "Has the therapist guy added you?"

That guy...

All she could say was that he was no better than Sheng Mu Ci.

Song Li thought about deleting it, but she didn't want to speak ill of her friend in front of Su Tangnian.

She replied obediently: "Added."

Su Tangnian: "That's good. I saw on his moments that his phone was stolen a few days ago, and he lost all his chats. If you miss any messages, I'll resend them for him."

Song Li: "... Ridiculous."

It was a shame they almost didn't become friends!

Su Tangnian: "Mom, open the door, I'm ridiculous.jpg"

Song Li suddenly didn't understand. She had deleted him skillfully, so why did she chicken out and re-add him?

At this moment, another notification sound came, and it was a message from Jin Shiwen.

Song Li tapped into WeChat and saw a video from Jin Shiwen at a bar.

For a moment, Song Li naively thought he was sharing his daily life with her.

This rare moment made Song Li unconsciously smile as she clicked to play the video. As the scene unfolded, her smile slowly spread across her lips.

In the video, the music had a strong rhythm, stimulating the nerves. The nightclub was colorful, with drifting lights and smoke. At the front, at the dark red long table, Jin Shiwen was surrounded in the center.

A woman sat close to him, wearing a wine-red deep V dress, her red lips alluring, whispering sweet nothings into Jin Shiwen's ear.

The woman's posture allowed a glimpse of her curvy, snow-white skin that was pressed closely against Jin Shiwen's arm.

Jin Shiwen didn't avoid it, as if he didn't notice, dressed in a neatly tailored suit. He appeared vague, amidst the cheers of the crowd as he took the drink the woman handed him and downed it.

The video froze as the woman looked at the camera and smiled.

I can't tell if her smile is triumphant or provoking,

Song Li's heart felt like it was stung by a poisonous bee, and the uncomfortable emotions welled up.

Why did you show her this video?

At that moment, Song Li was completely lost, not knowing what to do. Ironically, after her torment for a full two minutes, new messages appeared.

【Sorry, I was a bit drunk. I originally intended to use Shiwen's phone to send the video to myself, but I accidentally sent it to the wrong person】

【It seems like I can't retract it now】

【Are you Shiwen's girlfriend?】

In just a few short sentences, too much information was revealed.

For example, that she and Jin Shiwen were drinking together, that Jin Shiwen knew about the existence of this video, and was willing to give her his phone, and that they had each other's WeChat...

Women have an inexplicable intuition.

Things had developed to the point where Song Li could guess that the person now chatting with her on Jin Shiwen's WeChat might be the heiress of that Langshi Technology, who had been pursuing him for months.

So, what should she do? With her boyfriend and pursuer in a tangled mess, should she confront him, or wait for him to explain himself?

In this regard, Song Li decided to do nothing.

At that moment, her emotions were filled with melancholy and heartache, but strangely, deep down in her heart, she was closer to a state of "collapse."

The illusion of the bright moonlight filter had been shattered, revealing that it was all a facade.

So, Song Li was avoiding it a bit, afraid to hear that he had fallen in love with someone else, which might be the truth.

Song Li turned off her phone, and even lost her appetite for instant noodles. She huddled on the sofa, burying herself in orthopedic knowledge.

The house was eerily quiet, but she couldn't absorb any of the material.

Song Li sat there like a lifeless body for over two hours.

Before it was even 11 o'clock, there was a sudden knocking on the door, which made her tense nerves tremble.

Looking through the peephole, Song Li saw the unexpected visitor.

She hesitated for a moment but decided to open the door.

Jin Shiwen stood at the door, his tall figure impeccably dressed in a suit jacket, and a hint of intoxication in his reddened eyes. He gazed at her with a stern expression.

Song Li sensed that he was in a bad mood.

But shouldn't she be the one who's unhappy?

"Why did you come here?" Song Li's words were stiff. Her pride wouldn't allow her to address him intimately.

Jin Shiwen didn't answer; he entered the room with familiarity, kicked off his shoes, and casually threw his coat on the sofa.

"What are you doing? You haven't answered any calls," he said with a heavy tone. He didn't seem to feel any remorse, and his voice was hoarse, probably from drinking before coming.

Song Lisheng fell silent.

He initially thought he had come here on purpose to explain the situation to her.

But it turned out he hadn't.

After a long silence, Song Li spoke softly, without beating around the bush: "Someone used your phone to send me a video of you at the bar."

Jin Shiwen was slightly taken aback, furrowing his brow: "She explained to you that it was a misunderstanding."

Just a misunderstanding?

Song Li felt increasingly stifled. She bit her lower lip and couldn't help but question, "Did you really need to be that intimate?"

That question caught Jin Shiwen off guard.

He hesitated and averted his gaze, his voice lacking confidence: "I had too much to drink and didn't pay attention."

Seemingly frustrated with the fruitless discussion, he embraced her.

"Let's not argue over irrelevant people," he said.

Song Li didn't argue. She let him hold her, then asked in a softer tone, "Is she the girl from Langshi Technology?"

She rarely dug so deeply, but the situation at that moment would stir emotions even in the most reasonable person.

Jin Shiwen hesitated and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

Her remaining expectations were extinguished with his answer.

Did he get involved with the heiress of Langshi Technology for the company's immense gains?

Without saying a word, Song Li broke free from his embrace and bent down to tidy up the scattered books on the coffee table.

"I haven't done anything with her. Why are you so angry?" Song Li's attitude frustrated him a bit, as he was a man with a certain level of pride and refused to humble himself.

He also expected Song Li to listen to him unquestioningly.

Unfortunately, the girl in front of him seemed oblivious, as if he didn't exist.

The alcohol was affecting Jin Shiwen. He tugged at his tie, saying, "You ignored me the whole night too. Do you know what my friends were saying?"

His friends were still at the bar, playing game after game, getting drunk, and taking women they liked to hotel rooms.

In this kind of situation, many women readily embraced them, but tonight, he was unusually annoyed, especially as he had been waiting for her reply and call for so long.

His friends teased him, "Jin, you can't even handle your girlfriend? She's ignoring you, not responding, and you can't even get her to come out. Are you sure you've scored?"

"I never thought you'd be so pure, Shiwen."

"Miss Ji is here, right? A ready-made beauty, why don't you give it a try?"

Amidst the laughter and banter, he left in frustration.

Jin Shiwen had indeed never touched Song Li.

This girl lived in his house, always gentle. Even when she called him "Brother Shiwen," it was in a soft, tender voice, without any temper.

She always gave him the feeling that taking her would be sacrilegious.

Currently, Song Li's slender figure swayed. She was wearing a pale pink nightgown, with her hair loosely tied up. As she bent over, it revealed her slender swan-like neck. The thin velvet skirt reached down to her calves, and her ankles peeked out from the cotton slippers. Her skin was as white as porcelain, smooth and flawless.

Just like a pure moonlight, quietly shining, making all the vibrant flowers outside seem common.

At that moment, Jin Shiwen found it difficult to resist his desires. He suddenly didn't want to deal with the ongoing conflict, so he couldn't help but approach and embrace Song Li from behind. His strong arm crossed her slender waist.

"You..."

Song Li shivered, unable to break free. His breathing by the side of her neck was heavy, emitting a strong scent of alcohol.

Due to the caress of his hand, the hem of her skirt was lifted to her knee.

Song Li suddenly froze.

Beside her ear, Jin Shiwen's voice was deep and demanding, "The man on the phone with you, who is he?"

His tone held a hint of pressure, with displeasure hidden deep within. It was as if he was reprimanding her, saying, "No wonder you're always unwilling to accompany me. You're secretly involved with some random guy."

Who could feel comfortable hearing such words?

And this was all while disregarding her emotions.

At that moment, Jin Shiwen's breath carried a strong scent of a special cocktail, and Song Li even detected a perfume that didn't belong to him. It had a velvety texture, and the base note had a charming floral scent.

Song Li couldn't stand the mix of strong liquor and perfume, and she struggled to break free from his embrace. But Jin Shiwen tightened his grip.

"Aren't you going to explain?"

Song Li remained silent for a moment and then spoke emotionlessly, "He's a very important patient at our hospital."

Perhaps the emphasis on "important" was too strong, causing Jin Shiwen to pause for a moment and directly mention the name, "Sheng Mu Ci?"

"Yes," she replied without much thought.

After that, there was a period of silence. Song Li felt something was amiss, and just as she was about to turn around, she was grabbed by the arms and forcibly turned around by the person behind her.

Jin Shiwen stared at her eyes from top to bottom and asked, "Did you meet him alone?"

Song Li nodded with a clear conscience.

However, Jin Shiwen's brow furrowed deeper. "Stay away from him," he said.

Song Li looked at him, gradually becoming perplexed.

"Why?" She didn't understand. "He's my patient."

Jin Shiwen didn't give her any reasons and took out his phone, scrolling through his contacts.

"I'll talk to your hospital director and arrange for a replacement."

While speaking, he had already dialed the phone, making it clear that he was informing, not negotiating.

Song Li was stunned for a full five seconds, before snapping back to her senses. She immediately reached for Jin Shiwen's phone near his ear, disconnecting the call that was in progress without a word.

"Don't you always want to interfere with my work?" She was clearly annoyed, her bright, stubborn eyes glaring at him.

Song Li was genuinely angry; she was still feeling uncomfortable from the bar incident, and now he was being unreasonable in the next situation.

However, her gentle Jiangnan accent and naturally soothing tone made her sound like she was going to argue, but it seemed more like a charming petulance.

In the man's eyes, this was just a little temper his girlfriend was showing.

Especially in the past, Song Li had always been submissive, making Jin Shiwen find it quite dull. Today's sudden change added a bit of cute contrast, which could be seen as a form of amusement.

"Li Li, don't make a fuss," Jin Shiwen calmed himself and hugged her. "He's not someone you should mess with."

Song Li remained silent, resisting strongly.

Jin Shiwen's hand was placed on her lower back, with a suggestive meaning, slowly lifting her skirt to her waist.

He lowered his head to kiss, and Song Li suddenly turned her face away.

The struggle of the soft and fragrant body in his arms always aroused a man's deep instinct. Jin Shiwen's actions became a bit more forceful, capturing her by the nape of her neck and turning her face towards him.

It was unknown where she found the strength, but Song Li suddenly pushed him, and Jin Shiwen was pushed off balance and stumbled back onto the sofa.

She stood there in a daze, arms crossed over her chest, unconsciously taking a defensive posture.

Jin Shiwen hadn't expected her to reject him, and he hadn't expected her to feel such a great sense of humiliation at this moment, with red-rimmed eyes.

It was as if she was stating a fact.

She didn't want him to touch her.

They both stood in a stalemate, adjusting their disheveled breathing.

"You..." Song Li wanted to say, "You're not sober right now. Don't run back and forth. Rest in the guest room first, and we can talk when you're sober."

But Jin Shiwen leaned against the sofa, the aftereffects of alcohol surging through his nerves, causing a dry mouth and restlessness in his chest.

Before Song Li could finish her words, he sneered, swayed to his feet, and grabbed his coat.

That night, Jin Shiwen left by slamming the door.

The heavy "bang" of the door closing was deafening, lingering in Song Li's mind for a long time.

Song Li had always believed that bumps and hurdles were normal in the process of a couple's adjustment, and she should learn to understand and accommodate more.

But she's just a young woman in her early twenties. At that moment when Jin Shiwen slammed the door, she couldn't hold back the bitterness in her nose and her eyes welled up with tears.

After a long pause, she managed not to cry.

As the night grew darker, Song Li didn't return to the bedroom. She sat alone on the couch, lost in thought.

This was the first time Jin Shiwen had shown such anger towards her.

As for her prospective fiancé, wanting to be intimate with her, it seemed he couldn't be faulted.

But she was still angry.

Is it wrong to not want to?

Song Li was completely lost, her emotions in disarray, wavering between grief and resentment, unable to muster the energy to do anything.

After a long time, she made a decision.

She reluctantly opened her WeChat contact list and found the person with a heavy aura, "Eating Children Alive"

【Teacher, sorry to bother you, but I want to ask, what can be done when there's a conflict with your future spouse? He hasn't done anything unforgivable; maybe it's his social circle, so he lacks boundaries and empathy... Also, I feel he's not committed enough, easily emotional, but I don't know how to manage emotions myself...】

Unconsciously, Song Li had typed a lengthy message.

But she was still hesitating about whether to send it.

This so-called handsome psychological counselor, in Song Li's eyes, was of the same kind as Sheng Mu Ci.

Scheming, decadent, carefree.

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