Night fell in Chen's house.

After the servants prepared the bathwater, they withdrew.

Chen took off her clothes, intending to take a good bath.

The perfectly warm water made her feel drowsy. Just as she was about to call someone in to give her a massage, her consciousness began to blur, and her body felt somewhat empty.

Rong Shiqing wasn't here tonight; he'd gone drinking with his colleagues. Chen Shi, her eyes still hazy, looked around the room and suddenly felt a pang of longing for her old flame.

Although Rong Shiqing was handsome, he was a weak scholar and was already old. How could he compare to his young and strong old lover?

She was about to climb out of the bathtub, but her body was too weak and powerless. Just then, a pair of hot hands touched her shoulders.

"Plum Blossom, what brings you here?" The man looked at Chen's snow-white body, swallowed hard, but still didn't forget to ask about the important matter.

Chen only heard the familiar voice and didn't pay attention to what he was saying. She only felt her body, which had been touched, become even weaker and more powerless.

She lunged forward and clung tightly to the man's body.

The man was taken aback, then immediately picked up Chen and carried her to the bed.

On the roof, Rong Qingqing instructed Changlin to keep watch for her, then crouched down, lifted a tile, and peered inside, intending to enjoy the view live.

Changlin's lips twitched. She thought the old lady had asked her to take her to the Chen family's rooftop because she had some other trick up her sleeve. She never expected that the old lady actually wanted to spy on her!

However, his master had given him instructions, and whenever the old lady gave him instructions, he was to obey them without question.

If the master finds out that the old lady is spying on such a sensual scene, will he be furious?

Just as he was considering whether to knock Rong Qingqing unconscious and drag her away, he caught a glimpse of a dark figure out of the corner of his eye, which silently landed to the side.

Upon seeing who it was, Changlin swallowed hard and decided it was best to retreat.

Otherwise, he, an innocent bystander, would probably be burned to ashes.

"I never imagined Chen's skin was so fair, tsk tsk, her waist is so slender..." Rong Qingqing muttered to herself, "Oh dear, why is the curtain drawn? I can't see anything!" She muttered under her breath, and was about to move to another spot to take a look when suddenly a large hand reached out and covered her eyes.

If she hadn't remembered that she was spying on someone's rooftop, she would have screamed.

Damn it, who covered her eyes?

Just as she was about to turn her head, she heard the man's dangerous voice beside her ear, "Is it pretty?"

Her heart skipped a beat. How could it be that jerk Xie Jingrun?

"It looks good," she said honestly. However, being caught peeping in the act was really embarrassing.

Before she could finish speaking, her waist tightened as a man's strong arms gripped her waist tightly, almost causing her to lose her breath.

She quickly pulled the man's hand away from her eyes, and just as she was about to say something, a series of sounds came from inside the room.

The noise was so loud it felt like it was going to blow the roof off. Her eyes widened. Chen was truly shameless…

Thinking of something, she turned her head and stared blankly at Xie Jingrun behind her.

His face turned red rapidly, visible to the naked eye.

Rong Qingqing was stunned. Why was this guy's face so red?

Is it really that hard to hold on?

Thinking of this, she raised an eyebrow, finding it somewhat amusing. Was Xie Jingrun a little too naive?

Xie Jingrun noticed her scrutiny, his handsome face darkened, and he quickly pressed her head into his arms, saying somewhat exasperatedly, "Let's go!" With that, he was about to take her away.

Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing quickly stopped her, "Wait, I want to stay and watch the show for a while longer. You should go back first."