After I Was Gone, Mr. Song Said He Loved Me

I truly underestimated Song Yu’s combativeness. He pinned me down with one arm as if I were a child, leaving me no chance to retaliate.

Moreover, during our intimate moments, he could still manage to take a video call on his computer from M Country, speaking in Chinese, which I could understand.

His breathing remained unaltered despite his exertions, his voice fluctuating softly and heavily with the rhythm of his movements. He even had the energy left to cover my mouth, warning me not to make a sound.

Unyielding as a mountain, I felt shattered.

Just when I felt my sacrifice that night was in vain, I suddenly heard Song Yu tell the person on the line, “This is the last chance. Put all the stock under my name into it.”

“President Song, this is very risky. I advise against rushing it. We can still find better sources of funding on our own.”

“There’s no time left. Chi Changmin’s stocks are about to be transferred out from the bank, and I must seize all his shares in one fell swoop, giving him no chance to recover.”

“I think you should reconsider, President Song. Working with them is indeed profitable, but the risks are significant. Betting your entire fortune is too dangerous.”

“Especially with the current tense international trade situation, your partnership in the offshore oil project is really worrying.”

“If there’s a financial shock, we’ll definitely be affected. Haven’t some major companies suffered from sanctions before? Unable to export oil, their entire financial chain collapsed. I sincerely advise against cooperating with these unstable countries.”

“I know, Aria, but there’s no other way I can think of to amass 150 billion so quickly. I must take this gamble.”

“You know, I’ve always been a gambler,” Song Yu said with a nonchalant laugh.

Aria sighed on the other end, “Alright, since you’ve made up your mind, I won’t say more. Regardless of the outcome, I’ll stand by you.”

“Thank you, Aria.”

“What’s there to thank me for.” Aria chuckled bitterly, “It’s a pity you don’t like women, otherwise…”

Before she could finish, Song Yu cut in, “You’re my best partner, Aria, and that will never change.”

Though I was worn out and dizzy, I could still sense the meaning in Aria’s words.

It was a classic case of unrequited love.

Yet Song Yu was truly heartless, engaging with someone else right in front of a person who cared for him.

Holding my breath, I tightened up suddenly, causing Song Yu to let out a low, muffled grunt.

Aria, noticing the change in Song Yu’s tone, asked worriedly, “President Song, what happened?”

“It’s nothing, just a cat I’m raising acted up because it wasn’t fed enough,” Song Yu replied casually.

“Alright, Aria, let’s finalize this. I’ll contact you later.”

After hanging up the video call, Song Yu slapped my buttock, causing me pain, but I made no sound of weakness.

I hadn’t expected a small, involuntary movement on my part to prematurely end Song Yu’s marathon.

He lifted me with one hand and wiped the sweat from my face. “Why have you lost so much weight again?”

I wasn’t surprised he would ask that. I was as thin as a sweet and sour spare rib, and just moments ago, the pain in my back from lying on the desk had been unbearable. It must have been uncomfortable for Song Yu as well.

“My stomach hurts, I can’t eat well.” I dodged his hand with a hoarse voice.

“Don’t worry, Dr. David will be here soon. He’s an expert in this field, both his medications and treatment methods are better than those in our country. With him here, your stomach issues will definitely be resolved.”

I pulled on my pajama pants, supporting my waist, and scoffed coldly, “As impressive as you make it sound, can he bring the dead back to life?”

Song Yu looked at me oddly, “Bring the dead back to life?”

I didn’t respond, merely brushed it off with a “It’s nothing,” and slid off the desk.

Although there was a tumor in my stomach, its nature was still undetermined. I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it in front of Song Yu, nor did I hope for a chance to act pitiful.

Song Yu wrapped his arms around my waist and whispered softly, “Bai Yu, stay with me, stay by my side, I will give you the best.”

I laughed derisively in response, “Is your ‘best’ trapping me in this house?”

“I have no choice, I don’t want to repeat past mistakes. So, I must keep you confined here. As long as you don’t meet anyone else, you won’t have the chance to fall for someone else.”

“I can’t accept betrayal, Bai,” Song Yu said, lifting my chin with one hand and gazing deeply into my eyes. “Do you know how thrilled I was when you told me you liked me?”

“But I’m scared!”

“I’m a coward when it comes to love. I’m afraid of losing, so I’ve always been resistant. Now, I’ve nearly sorted out all my affairs. No one can threaten me anymore. I can give you everything that’s best.”

“So, continue to like me, okay?”

I looked at Song Yu incredulously, “Do you even know what you’re saying?”

I thought Song Yu must have gone mad. He wanted to keep me confined and close to him, cutting off my contact with the outside world.

How could that be possible?

I pushed him away in horror, leaping back several meters. “Song Yu, you’re insane, you’re not normal!”

“I’m calling the police, I need to get out of here.” I turned to run to the door, but as soon as I touched the doorknob, three bodyguards stood in front of me like a wall.

My chest heaved dramatically as I turned to look back at Song Yu.

Song Yu, without moving, also watched me, his face bearing a gentle and cultured smile. “Bai Yu, anything Ren Hechuan can do, I can do too.”

“But I think we don’t need to go that far. I also disdain using those methods to force you into compliance. Just stay by my side willingly, and I’ll treat you very well. If you truly resist, I wouldn’t mind learning from those people.”

“For instance, I could send you abroad to work under the company’s name, for a year, two years, even five years…”

“In that process, perhaps you ‘unfortunately’ have an accident, then it’s for a lifetime. Bai Yu, I don’t want to take things too far, you understand!”

“So, think it over carefully, which one will you choose?”

This was essentially a choiceless choice.

Song Yu was warning me. If Ren Hechuan could do things silently and without interference, then so could he.

If he wanted to keep me locked up or make me disappear, he certainly could.

I couldn’t believe Song Yu had turned into this. Beneath that veneer of gentlemanly charm lay such an ugly face.

“Song Yu, you’ve really opened my eyes,” I said, my lips trembling with anger.

Song Yu smiled as he approached, wrapping an arm around my shoulder, practically dragging me out of the study. As soon as Song Yu emerged, the bodyguards immediately stepped aside.

“Bai Yu, you like me, and I’ve decided to make amends in terms of feelings. It’s supposed to be a win-win situation, so why make everyone unhappy?”

I listened silently, but my hands hung at my sides, clenched into hard fists.

“Once I handle the matters in M Country, no one will be able to interfere with me, threaten me, or even Huanya will be mine. Bai Yu, I don’t ask for much. As long as you don’t betray me, I can give you everything you want. By then…”

“Song Yu! You, shameless!” I couldn’t stand it anymore, and as the words fell, my fist swung out.

Song Yu’s cheek turned, and suddenly his mouth was red.

The bodyguards saw me suddenly act and immediately moved to restrain me, but Song Yu raised his hand to stop them. I didn’t thank him; the anger in my eyes was blazing. I thought Song Yu was a complete lunatic. I refused to listen to his nonsense. This is a new society, and I don’t believe he has the guts to make me disappear.

Song Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, scoffing, “Feeling better? Go back to sleep.”

“I’m not going to sleep. I want to leave here.” I said, heading toward the stairs, only to be lifted by the bodyguards from behind. My legs kicked in the air, struggling with all my might, but I was still thrown into Song Yu’s bedroom.

I pounded on the door, the lock rattling, shouting curses without restraint, “Song Yu, let me out. How dare you lock me up? You bastard, scum. I was blind to ever like you.”

“Song Yu, did you hear me? Let me out!”

“Song Yu!! Song Yu!!”

“…”

My furious curses didn’t change Song Yu’s decision. He didn’t even say a proper word to me, just left with his men. As the footsteps faded, I knew Song Yu was determined to keep me locked up. But I couldn’t just sit and wait; I had to find a way out.

I thought Song Yu would leave me in the villa like before, occasionally coming back. Instead, he was almost always holed up in the villa, mostly pestering me for that kind of thing.

I struggled, resisted, even foolishly tried to hit his injured left shoulder, only to receive more brutal punishment in return.

It was as if he was trying to make up for all the suppressed desires from before, exhausting me day and night.

Eventually, I was worn out, no longer defying him, letting him have his way with me. He was very pleased with my compliance, pushing me to say I loved him.

Tears had long dried on my cheeks, and the torment I endured left me with no choice but to surrender to him. Finally, in a hoarse whisper, I uttered, “I love you.”

Song Yu gently wiped away the mingled sweat and tears from my face, planting a soft kiss on my forehead. “Good girl, Bai. You’re such a good girl.”

Losing one’s freedom truly erodes the spirit. I had been confined by Song Yu for five days now, and aside from watching TV or reading, I had almost no contact with the outside world. For the first five days, I managed to endure, but by the sixth day, I couldn’t take it anymore.

My stomach problems had also worsened, flaring up repeatedly. I would vomit whenever I ate something that didn’t sit well.

Song Yu instructed Aunt Zhang to prepare soft and sticky dishes for me, but I could barely eat a few bites. After countless bouts of vomiting, Song Yu finally lost his temper with Aunt Zhang. It was the first time I had seen him lash out at her.

Aunt Zhang, nearing sixty, was so scolded by Song Yu that she could barely lift her head.

I knew he was just looking for a scapegoat, venting his frustration on Aunt Zhang. So, even when I felt terrible, I forced myself to eat a little, and if I needed to vomit, I did it where Song Yu couldn’t see.

Seeing my appetite gradually improve, Song Yu’s face brightened, no longer clouded with constant gloom. I wasn’t trying to appease Song Yu out of fear of his anger, but rather out of pity for Aunt Zhang, who was caught in the crossfire.

Most importantly, I couldn’t afford to fall out with Song Yu just yet, because a doctor from M Country was coming to treat me. Stomach issues aren’t like a cold or fever; they require precise instruments to diagnose. This was my chance to leave the villa. As long as I could make contact with the outside world, I could escape. No matter how powerful Song Yu was, he wouldn’t dare abduct me in broad daylight. Then, I would be free.

However, my plans were dashed. On the sixth evening during dinner, Song Yu informed me that he was taking me to M Country and was already arranging my passport.

Hearing this, I could no longer maintain the facade. I threw down my chopsticks and shouted, “Why? Didn’t you say I’d be treated here? Why do I have to go abroad? I don’t agree.”

Song Yu looked at me with a complex expression, as if there were things he couldn’t say. “Bai, be good. Come with me to M Country. That’s where you can get the treatment you need.”

“What do you mean? I don’t want to go to M Country. I can be treated in Z Country too…” Mid-sentence, a wave of nausea hit me, and I couldn’t help but gag, nearly vomiting right there.

Song Yu anxiously patted my back, his voice urgent, “What’s wrong? Is your stomach acting up again?”

I pushed his hand away, snapping, “Don’t touch me!”

His hand froze mid-air, words caught in his throat. In the end, he tried to coax me gently, “Bai, please listen. We’ll go to M Country as soon as possible. I promise…”

“Song Yu, I don’t want to hear another word from you. You’re a liar.” I swallowed hard, forcing down the rising bile, and headed upstairs.

Just the sight of Song Yu’s deceitful face made me sick. I refused to believe this was love; it was nothing more than imprisonment for his selfish desires.

I despised Song Yu.

With the option of the foreign doctor gone, I had to think of another way. I couldn’t remain trapped here forever.

In this house, aside from Song Yu, the only person I could speak to was Aunt Zhang. Although she was Song Yu’s employee, I hoped she might take pity on me and help.

When Song Yu wasn’t home, I wasn’t allowed to leave the bedroom. Meals were brought to me by Aunt Zhang, giving us a chance to be alone.

Two days later, at noon, I finally got my chance. Song Yu left for the office, and Aunt Zhang came to deliver lunch. I knew this was my moment…