Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song Chapter 339: The Decision to Chase My Man Across a Thousand

She ran to the other courtyard.

Butler Rong lived in the servants’ quarters of the other courtyard, and his room was the first one in the front row.

Song Yinyin knew it was already very late, and Uncle Rong was surely already asleep, but she couldn’t contain herself and knocked on his door.

Pa-pa——

Pa-pa-pa——

Pa-pa-pa-pa——

The knocking was urgent and hasty.

Perhaps Uncle Rong was sleeping too deeply, so Song Yinyin called out again, "Uncle Rong? Uncle Rong! Are you there? Please open the door!"

Finally, Uncle Rong’s voice ca from inside, "Coming, coming, Miss Song, just a mont."

Soon, Uncle Rong opened the door and saw Song Yinyin looking as if she was going out, which left him truly stunned.

"Miss Song, where are you going? Did sothing happen to Little Young Master Dabai?"

"He’s fine."

Song Yinyin shook her head, hesitating to speak for a mont, before finally gathering the courage to say, "Uncle Rong, I need to make a trip to A City, could you please look after Dabai for ?"

"You’re going to A City?" Uncle Rong said happily.

He imdiately nodded and said, "Go ahead, Little Young Master Dabai is in good hands with . Oh, by the way, Miss Song, should I have soone drive you to the airport? It’s not very safe at this hour."

"It’s alright, I’ve already called a taxi."

Uncle Rong escorted Song Yinyin to the mansion’s entrance and watched her get into the taxi before he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When the taxi was far off, Uncle Rong suddenly slapped his thigh joyfully, "Young Master, this ti you are truly saved! Hmm, I must quickly call Young Master to share the good news."

Taking out his phone, Uncle Rong paused, "Hmm, no, I shouldn’t call Young Master, better to give him a surprise."

Thinking of this, Uncle Rong happily put his phone back into his pocket.

Turning around, he placed his hands behind his back and leisurely headed towards the second floor of the mansion to Song Dabai’s bedroom.

.........

A City.

Half an hour ago, Shen Kang and Lu Jihan had finished handling their business outside. When they returned to the hotel, it was already ten at night.

The two weren’t staying on the sa floor.

Lu Jihan was in the top-floor luxury suite, while Shen Kang was in a business suite one floor below. Each had their own private space, but they weren’t far apart; a phone call could easily bring them together.

Lu Jihan took a hot shower and changed into the hotel’s bathrobe, leaving it slightly open to reveal his solid, toned chest.

The luxury suite had a wine cabinet; he took out a bottle of red wine, uncorked it with a wine opener, and poured it into a tall glass.

Just as he took a sip, the doorbell rang.

He instinctively glanced at the clock on the wall; it was exactly ten o’clock, which made his brows furrow deeply.

Who could it be?

Room service?

Or perhaps Shen Kang?

He went to open the door and found an uninvited guest standing there.

Song Anqi was wearing a burgundy silk dress standing at Lu Jihan’s door, clearly a well-prepared outfit: spaghetti straps, a deep V-neck, short to the thighs, almost as if to reveal her entire bottom.

Lu Jihan tightened his brows and said, "It’s you?"

He quickly closed his bathrobe tightly around him, not letting Song Anqi see even an inch of his skin.

Song Anqi also held a glass of wine in her hand, in the other, a bottle of top-grade Lafite. She seed drunk, her almond-shaped eyes half-closed, looking at him with infatuation.

"Oh, Mr. Lu, what a coincidence, also drinking? Perfect, let’s drink together, I bet your wine isn’t as good as mine."

As she spoke, she feigned to fall into Lu Jihan’s arms.

Seeing this, Lu Jihan quickly sidestepped to avoid her.