"Last night..."
Jiang Xinghai couldn't help but give an awkward smile.
Not only had he slept soundly last night, but he'd also had a very pleasant ti.
But there was no way he could tell her the truth.
"Staying over at Su Yanyun's family ho last night was unavoidable. Her parents aren't in good health, and they insisted I stay. I couldn't just be heartless. Besides, I was taking care of business. How could I have been out having fun?" Jiang Xinghai said with a straight face.
"I see."
Shen Lingxue suddenly pressed a hand to her forehead and smiled wryly. "Sorry. You're not my anything, so I have no right, nor should I be, ddling in your business."
"It's actually nice of you, though," Jiang Xinghai said, the seemingly casual words a subtle way of thanking Shen Lingxue.
"You've had a lot to drink tonight, so you can't drive. I'll take you," Shen Lingxue said, changing the subject as she got into the car.
Jiang Xinghai hopped in. "To Jishan Hall."
"Oh, so you're going to see Lin Liping and Feng Lulu."
As she drove, Shen Lingxue couldn't help but grin. "Don't tell that girl Lulu still wants you to give her acupuncture and a massage?"
"That was her original plan, yes. But tonight she's attending a dinner with so guy and is worried he might have ulterior motives, so she asked to go and watch over her discreetly," Jiang Xinghai explained.
A look of relief flashed across Shen Lingxue's face. "Well, it's not my place to pry into what you do," she continued. "It's just that you're staying at my ho right now, and as the owner, I feel a certain responsibility for your safety."
"Then I should thank you," Jiang Xinghai said earnestly.
Shen Lingxue burst out laughing. "And how do you plan to thank ?"
"I could offer you my body. After all, you've been my woman for a while now," Jiang Xinghai replied smoothly.
"Are you trying to be a freeloader in my house?"
Shen Lingxue shot Jiang Xinghai a sideways glance. "Forget it. I don't have any feelings for you. And that night... it was just sothing I had to do. You should just treat it as a fond mory."
"Didn't you tell to forget that night as soon as possible? I haven't dared to think about it, afraid I'd get too obsessed with you and do sothing to hurt you again." Jiang Xinghai's expression grew more and more serious. He added solemnly, "But if I'm allowed to rember, then I won't hold back."
"That's not what I ant! I was just reminding you... Ugh, never mind. Figure it out yourself." Shen Lingxue was getting flustered.
"So I can reminisce a little in the future? No problem, right?" Jiang Xinghai asked again.
"Whatever you want."
Shen Lingxue was left speechless by Jiang Xinghai's response and just kept driving.
Jiang Xinghai, for his part, was happy to play along. He narrowed his eyes slightly. "That night... I got your call to co to the hospital. Then I noticed sothing was wrong with your tone, so I rushed into your office, and then you... Hiss... Just thinking about it now gets my blood pumping."
"Jiang Xinghai, you're infuriating! Can't you just think about it in your head? Why do you have to say it out loud?" Shen Lingxue shot Jiang Xinghai a glare.
But with Jiang Xinghai bringing up the events of that night, scenes from their encounter began to surface in her mind as well...
Suddenly, she couldn't keep her composure.
Her smooth forehead was beaded with sweat, her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing began to quicken.
"Lingxue, are you not feeling well?"
Jiang Xinghai didn't continue his sordid reminiscence. Seeing Shen Lingxue's expression, he quickly reached out and steadied the steering wheel.
But in the process, his head inadvertently drew close to Shen Lingxue's.
The scent of his male pheromones was already more potent than that of an ordinary man. A single unintentional, close-range glance between them was almost enough for Shen Lingxue to completely lose herself.
"I'm fine. Don't distract while I'm driving."
Shen Lingxue took several deep breaths and rolled down all the windows.
She needed to get so air to clear her head.
Jiang Xinghai didn't say anything else. He had already figured out why Shen Lingxue was reacting this way.
'But it wasn't entirely his fault,' he thought.
Shen Lingxue was the one who brought up the "fond mory" of that night first.
And since he cultivated the Dragon Locking Secret Technique, his qi and blood were far more vigorous than an ordinary person's, giving him a greater allure than a normal man.
"Oh, right. Tonight is the last ti for your dicine. Rember to wait for to get back before you go to sleep," Jiang Xinghai reminded her.
"I rember," Shen Lingxue replied with a soft nod.
At a red light, a Porsche sports car that had been driving alongside them pulled up next to their red BMW.
WOLF WHISTLE
Suddenly, the young man driving the Porsche shot a loud whistle in Shen Lingxue's direction.
The man was reasonably handso, dressed in a gaudy, gold-trimd tank top. "Lingxue, it's really you! I was just wondering when Jizhou got such a knockout. It's , Ma Long! We were old classmates, rember? I just got back from studying abroad. You haven't forgotten , have you?"
At first, Shen Lingxue was about to close her window in disgust, and a murderous glint appeared in Jiang Xinghai's eyes.
But after hearing his introduction, Shen Lingxue glanced over. "Oh, it's you. Goodbye."
The next second, the light turned green.
Shen Lingxue drove away.
But Ma Long, gunning the engine of his Porsche, roared up right behind them.
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