Domination of the Aristocratic Dynasty After a Body Swap with the CEO

Chapter 19

Song JinXing was at a loss for words to describe his current mood for a moment. If he had to use an emoji to express it, it would probably be 【Shocking my whole family·JPG】.

Facing his incredulous gaze, Zhong Ruanxing, who was shy just now, gradually became justified: "If I kicked and injured his vital part, he would definitely sue me for assault and battery, but if his pubic hair was burned, he wouldn't go around telling everyone right? I was able to protect myself and escape, and also taught him an unforgettable lesson, so it's killing two birds with one stone."

She was rather proud of herself.

Song Lecheng did get a harsh lesson. For the next half year, gossip news about him reduced a lot. He was simply traumatized by her and almost impotent for life.

No wonder he resented Zhong Ruanxing for so long.

Song JinXing thought of that scene and couldn't bear to look straight at it. He was both angry and amused, and was speechless for a long time.

After being complacent about her feat for a while, Zhong Ruanxing sighed again: "But I also paid a heavy price for it. My career was already struggling, and after offending him, it became even more difficult." She said solemnly, "So be careful from now on. He will definitely play dirty tricks on you!"

Song JinXing nodded: "Got it."

After eating, Zhong Ruanxing took the initiative to clean up the tableware. Song JinXing took her phone and went out to the balcony to send a few text messages. For work convenience, they had exchanged phones and saved some phone numbers that he might need to use later.

After finishing work, it was already more than 10 o'clock at night. Zhong Ruanxing was a little lazy: "I won't go back today, I'll just sleep here tonight."

Song JinXing nodded: "Okay, pay attention to safety."

Zhong Ruanxing waved at him: "Bye, by the way, did you drive here?"

Song JinXing said, "Yes."

She was excited: "My car drives well, right?"

Recalling that pink Minicar, Song JinXing was silent for a moment: "...It's ok."

Zhong Ruanxing said, "If you don't like pink, just tear off the sticker, but Zhong You will probably cry if you do."

She had completely fallen in love with her newly bought sports car and was tired of the old one.

He walked to the door: "I'm leaving, rest early."

Behind him, Zhong Ruanxing let out a big yawn.

After he left, without the sound of typing on the keyboard, the room became quiet. However, the night view outside the window was dazzling, the view was open, and the daily necessities purchased by Anli's staff were probably selected according to girls' preferences. The whole place exuded a fresh Nordic style everywhere, which was much more comfortable than Song JinXing's cold house.

Zhong Ruanxing ran to the balcony, opened her arms and took a deep breath. The summer night wind carried the smell of heat waves, passionate and colorful, making people feel happy and refreshed.

Happy, she directly dragged the sofa cushion to the balcony and did 100 crunches.

Her figure was well-trained. The core workout was easy, and the gravity-defying workout she did last night at home gym had never been so effortless in Zhong Ruanxing's life. The sense of strength filled in this body gave her a sense of security she had never felt before.

After exercising, she stroked her eight-pack abs, washed up with great satisfaction.

Zhong Ruanxing liked to play music while taking a shower. Just after rinsing her hair, the music stopped abruptly and was replaced by the ringtone of her phone.

She wiped the water off her face and peeked out to see who was calling: Song Wenyin.

Song Wenyin? Who was that again?

Zhong Ruanxing thought hard for a long time before suddenly realizing that she was Song Rusi’s daughter, Song JinXing’s cousin. Song Rusi's husband was a son-in-law, so his daughter also took the Song surname.

However, Song JinXing was estranged from these relatives of the Song family, and didn’t even contact them once a year. Why would this cousin suddenly call him?

Zhong Ruanxing turned off the shower, dried herself with a towel, and answered the call.

As soon as she picked up, amidst the noisy background sound, there came the screaming voice of a girl: "Brother, Shuling was taken away by them. We are at the WOLF Bar. Brother——!"

The call was disconnected.

Shuling, Song Shuling.

Song JinXing’s sister.

Zhong Ruanxing didn't even have time to dry herself. She quickly got dressed, took the car key and went out.

The driver had gotten off work at this time. Zhong Ruanxing strode into the elevator and used her phone to navigate to the WOLF Bar on the map. Fortunately, she slept here today, only 4-5 km away from the bar, just a few minutes by car.

After searching for navigation, she opened the contacts list and was about to call Song JinXing, but stopped just before pressing it. After thinking about it, she called Ling instead.

The little assistant picked up instantly: "Boss."

Zhong Ruanxing's voice was calm: "Bring some bodyguards and get to the WOLF Bar as fast as you can."

Ling immediately replied: "Okay!"

He was an excellent assistant, never asking why.

The elevator reached the basement level -1. Zhong Ruanxing strode out with big steps. Soon, a roar came from the underground parking lot, and a Bentley swept past quickly.

It was almost midnight, with no traffic jams on the road. It took Zhong Ruanxing less than 10 minutes to arrive at the WOLF Bar. This was a high-end bar area she had been to a few times with friends, so she was relatively familiar with it.

The arrival of the black Bentley immediately attracted the attention of the fashionably dressed men and women outside the bar. Seeing a tall, handsome man get out, their chaotic eyes lit up, communicating wordlessly. Several beautifully dressed girls had already wandered over inadvertently. Who would have thought the handsome man would walk in with purpose without even glancing at them, clearly having a goal in mind.

The girls left disappointed.

After calling twice, Song Wenyin finally answered the phone. Zhong Ruanxing asked, "Where are you guys now?"

There was gasping sound on the phone, and soon someone shouted from the alley next door: "Brother! Third brother! I'm here!"

Zhong Ruanxing turned around and saw a girl in a white dress running out of the colorful alley next door. With her good memory, she recognized her at a glance.

It was the girl who greeted her first when she entered the Song family mansion for the family banquet after switching bodies with Song JinXing that day.

So she was Song Wenyin.

Zhong Ruanxing walked over: "Where is Shuling?"

Song Wenyin's eyes were red, clearly from crying, anxious and scared: "They took her inside." She pointed to the intersection ahead and cried again: "I couldn't stop them. Shuling was also unwilling to leave with me. What should I do, brother?"

Zhong Ruanxing said, "Take me there."

Song Wenyin hurried off.

Through the winding alleys full of neon lights and debauchery, thanks to Song Wenyin still remembering the way, Zhong Ruanxing finally saw the group she was talking about.

Four or five young men who looked like social scumbags were squatting on the steps with phones in their hands, laughing wildly and looking for angles to take pictures. On the steps lay a girl in a red dress, with her long hair covering half of her unconscious face.

The man with a tattoo on his neck was about to lift her skirt with a lewd laugh. Zhong Ruanxing strode over and kicked him over, stepping heavily on his wrist.

The tattooed man let out a pig-like shriek.