Driving to Qingyuan Club, it was already four in the afternoon.
Now, the staff of the club all knew that Qingyuan Club had an additional male owner. Seeing Ling Chen arrive, the doorman imdiately opened the door with respectful ceremony to welco him in.
"Mr. Ling, President Liu said that you can go up by yourself," the doorman said, looking at Ling Chen with great admiration.
As employees of the club, everyone knew about Liu Xiyao’s rules: n were never allowed in her room, with the sole exception being this young man.
Ling Chen nodded and went straight into Liu Xiyao’s private elevator. Upon reaching the fifth floor, it was still the sa room as the last ti. Pushing open the door, he hadn’t yet seen anyone, but a captivating fragrance already wafted to his nose.
Looking up, he saw Liu Xiyao walking out of the bathroom. She seed to have just taken a bath, wearing a loose garnt that resembled ancient Han clothing as a nightgown, her waist-length hair still wet and not yet blow-dried.
Seeing Liu Xiyao again, Ling Chen felt his mood could not settle down for a long while. The woman before him was like a cup of rich and aromatic wine; the longer it was stored, the more intoxicating the fragrance beca, making one involuntarily revel in it.
Fair and silky skin, delicate and lovely facial features, a graceful figure, as well as the noble elegance that radiated from within her—all of it was breathtaking.
Feeling the appreciation in Ling Chen’s gaze, Liu Xiyao slightly lifted the corners of her eyes, giving him a calm look. Such expressions were too familiar to her and had long beco a norm.
"Have a seat," she gestured to the sofa, then picked up her phone to check the ssages on it.
Ling Chen smiled slightly, unceremoniously took a seat on the sofa, and picked up the teapot on the coffee table. Spotting an empty cup right in front of him, he casually filled it and then brought it to his lips.
Just then, Liu Xiyao saw his action and quickly stretched out her hand to stop him, saying: "Don’t..."
Ling Chen swallowed the tea, smacking his lips, finding the tea sweet, leaving a fragrant aftertaste. Noticing an unusual color on Liu Xiyao’s face, he asked, "What did you just say?"
Liu Xiyao, looking at the teacup in his hand, shook her head helplessly and said, "Nothing... It’s nothing."
Following her gaze, Ling Chen took a closer look at the teacup in his hand. Suddenly, he noticed a faint lipstick mark on the edge of the cup.
Being a man, he naturally wouldn’t wear lipstick, so this lipstick mark... Realizing this, he imdiately understood why Liu Xiyao tried to say that "Don’t" earlier.
No wonder he found the tea so sweet; it was because of this.
Does this... count as an indirect kiss?
He gave an awkward chuckle and sneakily glanced at Liu Xiyao. She appeared very calm, but Ling Chen, with his keen eyes, still noticed that Liu Xiyao’s face was tinged with a slight blush.
"Um... cough... President Liu, you wanted to see about sothing?" he quickly changed the subject.
"It’s almost been a month."
Ling Chen slapped his forehead, he had been so busy that if not for Liu Xiyao’s reminder, he would have almost forgotten. They had agreed last ti to prepare dicine every month to help Liu Xiyao nourish her body and detoxify.
"President Liu, please sit for a while. I’ll go grab so dicine and be right back," he said, standing up and leaving the room.
Watching Ling Chen disappear at the door, Liu Xiyao’s gaze uncontrollably fell back to the teacup, and a flush of shyness rose on her delicate, snow-like cheeks.
Everyone who knew her was aware that she didn’t quite like interacting with n. Perhaps so experiences from her childhood had made her sowhat repulsive towards n. Last ti, Ling Chen barged into her room and almost saw her entire body; and this ti...
For so reason, she didn’t feel a strong aversion towards Ling Chen. By the side of this man, who was a few years younger than herself, she felt very secure, with no need to be on guard all the ti.
In less than half an hour, Ling Chen returned with several packages of traditional Chinese dicine that he had just bought.
"President Liu, take a rest. I’ll go and prepare the dicine for you."
Liu Xiyao’s room ca with a kitchen. Ling Chen prepared the herbs, found a clay pot to put on the stove, and simred them on low heat. In no ti, a strong scent of traditional Chinese dicine wafted from the clay pot.
After dusting off the remnants of the herbs from his hands, Ling Chen went back to the living room and was imdiately taken aback. While he was preparing the dicine, Liu Xiyao had changed into a pure white Cheongsam. Her fair legs were exposed, and she sat with her legs crossed. Her hair, which was now dried, was casually draped behind her, and her arm, as delicate as a lotus root stalk, rested gently on the arm of the sofa supporting her cheek. Her beautiful eyes revealed a hint of laziness.
Ling Chen swallowed hard and approached the sofa to sit down, continuing to admire the woman up close.
"Were you alright that day?" Liu Xiyao asked softly.
Ling Chen didn’t react at first. "Which day are you talking about?"
"The night of the banquet. I heard from President Gao that soone died that evening."
"Oh, I know about that," Ling Chen replied with a smile. Not only did he know about it, but that deceased person had a significant connection to him. If it weren’t for his intervention, that person wouldn’t have died.
"President Liu, you..."
"Don’t keep calling ’President Liu’; you’re not my employee. There’s no one else here; no need to be so formal. I’m just two or three years older than you; perhaps you should change the way you address ."
"Then... can I call you Xiyao?"
Liu Xiyao nodded slightly, evidently pleased with the address.
"Xiyao, do you know that Zhu Hong?"
"Not at all, never even t him. Boyang Company is renowned internationally; eight percent of the world’s pharmaceutical products are manufactured by them. Moreover, Boyang Company has profound expertise and research in various dical fields and owns many patented dicines. Nowadays, most of the anticancer drugs used by major hospitals abroad co from Boyang Company. When Zhu Hong invites people in the na of Boyang Company, nobody would refuse."
"From what you’ve said, Boyang Company is quite impressive, huh?"
"Boyang Company has strong assets and ranks within the top ten of the world’s Fortune 500. That tells you how powerful they are, right? Boyang Company’s operations were primarily in North Arica, Europe, and South Africa, with only three branches in Asia. This ti, Zhu Hong has been authorized by the higher-ups of Boyang to set up a company in East Sea City, indicating that they’re preparing to speed up their expansion into Asia."
After saying this, Liu Xiyao looked at Ling Chen, her eyes shimring with curiosity, "Why are you asking about Zhu Hong?"
"Nothing much, just asking. Xiyao, listen to my advice, it’s better to minimize your interactions with that person in the future, or better yet, don’t even get to know him," Ling Chen cautioned.
"Why?"
"If you ask now, I’m not sure how to explain it, but just listen to ; I won’t harm you."
Liu Xiyao nodded thoughtfully, "I understand, I’ll keep your words in mind."
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