Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 311: Really Heartbroken_1

When did Xiao Ming start suspecting Furukawa Shizuka?

The answer to the question is simple: from the very beginning, he never trusted this woman.

Although he repeatedly claimed that she was unsuitable for espionage, to be fair, except for being too arrogant, Furukawa Shizuka had commendable spy qualities, at least her acting skills were much better than those of Lu Lichun.

The most intuitive example was that she actually understood men well, but pretended to be fond of women and feigned innocence.

The flaws she would occasionally reveal were incredibly natural, creating for herself the pitiable image of someone who loved life, aspired for more, but had to struggle bitterly under the oppression of a patriarchal hierarchy.

If Xiao Ming weren’t a person who had lived two lives and just a man in his twenties; or if he hadn’t dealt with old demons in his past life who were hundreds, thousands of times more cunning than her, he would probably be doomed.

"You... you..."

Furukawa Shizuka had already realized that Xiao Ming had been leading her to reveal information voluntarily from the start. Her heart was filled with shock and horror, wanting to escape but unable to move as she was held by the shoulders, wanting to ask but not knowing where to begin.

"Xiangxiang, it’s sad to think that you’ve always regarded me as a fool," Xiao Ming said.

After putting away the phone, Xiao Ming leaned in close to look at the woman’s face, noting that her skin was as soft as a young girl’s, and her little mouth was a true cherry—red, shiny, sweet, and very juicy.

Furukawa Shizuka struggled to suppress the panic inside her, showing an expression that was angry yet pitiful: "Mr. Xiao, I thought we were friends, why did you deceive me?"

"At this point, saying that kind of thing is pointless, isn’t it!"

Xiao Ming’s finger gently caressed Furukawa Shizuka’s lips, unconsciously swallowing saliva.

"Would a woman who is always mentally prepared to sacrifice herself for her country fall completely just because of some tenderness from a man?

If that man who drank with me tonight, maybe it’s possible, but the greatest trait I have is knowing my own weight.

Neither in hardware nor in software am I equipped with the ability to make a woman fall in love at first sight.

So, my dear Xiangxiang, since things have come to this, I think we should be a bit more honest with each other, don’t you agree?"

Xiao Ming had drunk alcohol, and so had Furukawa Shizuka. As his words came to an end, the female spy’s forced composure instantly shattered.

Her eyes widened, her mouth fiercely biting at the finger on her lips.

She looked like she could bite it off in one go.

Thus, a slap sent her sprawling, and before she could get up, Xiao Ming was on top of her, pressing her hands firmly on the sofa’s armrest above her head.

Like a fish dragged onto the shore, Furukawa Shizuka struggled mightily. But suddenly, she stiffened, her pretty face rapidly blushing, although her eyes darted with effort towards the door.

"Since you can place so many interior design magazines under the coffee table, you must know quite a bit about my situation, and should be aware that there’s always a young woman with respectable fighting ability by my side.

But have you ever thought about why she is never there whenever we meet?"

Furukawa Shizuka suddenly widened her eyes, her look finally revealing a hint of fear.

There were hidden cameras in the living room; her people were monitoring everything from the next room in real-time. Their silence for so long clearly meant they had been dealt with.

The man on top of her, seemingly casual and careless, was in fact meticulous and impenetrable, defenselessly dangerous, truly terrifying.

She began to feel fear and her pride wouldn’t allow her to show weakness. She cursed out of her mouth, "You really are a despicable and shameless man from Han Country... Ah!"

Seeing the girl sweating profusely from pain, Xiao Ming finally relaxed the grip he had on her thigh.

"I don’t like being rough with women, very much so, but at the same time, I don’t mind, understand?"

As alcohol seeped more into his bloodstream, the clarity in Xiao Ming’s eyes decreased.

Inhaling Furukawa Shizuka’s scent, he couldn’t help but want to get even closer, to discern whether it was perfume or body wash, and which floral scent it might be.

Thinking this, he did just that, lowering his head, lightly sniffing by Furukawa Shizuka’s ear, the tip of his nose brushing against her skin, appearing for all the world like a pair of intimate lovers whispering sweet nothings to each other.

Furukawa Shizuka felt goosebumps all over, unable to muster any strength, the odd sensation like thousands of ants crawling over her heart, deepening her fear.

When people are scared, they tend to make noise; it’s instinct.

So she asked, "Where did I... where did I slip up?"

Xiao Ming didn’t stop his movements nor did he lift his head, "I already said, I never believed your sincerity from the start."

"I’m asking about tonight."

"Tonight, huh? That would be your stupidity and arrogance."

Xiao Ming shifted his body to make himself more comfortable.

Furukawa Shizuka wasn’t tall nor did she look overweight, yet she was pleasantly plump, embodying the literal sense of a ’soft girl’.

"Your home is arranged cozily, very much in line with the image you presented tonight.

Moreover, whether it’s your behavior or the level of your cooking, both fit perfectly the stereotype of a so-called Yamato Nadeshiko housewife.

It would have been perfect had you not overplayed your hand.

In the home of such a delicate and exquisite woman, there’s only a single photo frame beside the sofa.

Even if you intended to hint at your dissatisfaction with being forced by your father and brother, what about your mother?

Does she not love you either?"

Furukawa Shizuka tensed up, her skin trembling as if she no longer had the strength to respond.

Xiao Ming did not need her response, "And speaking of arrogance, on the night we first met, I expressed my dislike for your short legs, and you even showed a look that seemed you could hardly wait to eat me alive just for that comment.

With your intelligence, if you truly intended to seduce me tonight, you would not have deliberately shown me something that has no appeal to me.

It shows that you never took me seriously at all, not even willing to bait the hook when fishing.

Xiangxiang, this really hurts my feelings!"

As he spoke, Furukawa Shizuka suddenly widened her eyes, and after a moment, her entire body went limp, her cheeks flushed, her eyes watery, the anger dissipated, revealing extreme vulnerability.

Xiao Ming lifted his right hand, his mouth curling up wickedly: "That’s more like it!

If you aim to be Fusang’s Margarita Konekova, then you should have the resolve of a beautiful spy; always looking down on men won’t do you any favors—no one likes that."

Furukawa Shizuka regained her composure, as though she was about to clench her teeth the moment her gaze turned sharp.

But in the next instant, her fingers left, and a pair of lips arrived.

Xiao Ming’s lips.

Her eyes went wide again, but somehow, what filled her gaze was deep humiliation rather than the previous hate and fury, which had faded to the point of being nearly negligible.

Bang!

Time slipped by, and just as Furukawa Shizuka’s eyes were about to close in a daze, the door was suddenly kicked open with force.

Ding Jianwei, accompanied by Jiang Yang, burst in, and upon witnessing the scene on the couch, stood frozen for a moment before exploding with rage.

"Stop it!"