Qiu Hu looks at the man in front of her and asks, "Actually, I want to ask, are you a love-struck fool?"
"Not anymore. After all, it's my first time dating, so I didn't ha...
"Baby, are you off work? I'm downstairs at your company." Ning Yizhan rushed to Qiu's as soon as he got off work, eager to see the person he had been thinking about. He was in a hurry to call her now, "Or I can talk to you like I did last time."
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be busy. "Then come up, I'll have to wait a bit."
"Okay." After hanging up the phone, he looked in the car mirror, ran his hand through his meticulously styled hair, and touched his handsome face, down to his chin, making sure he was flawless before getting in.
In Qiu Hu's office, she was looking at the mountain of documents.
Ning Yizhan gently pushed the door open and entered. He saw Qiu Hu sitting upright at her desk, wearing a white shirt. Her back was straight, and her thick, long hair was tied up. She didn't seem to be wearing makeup today, but her beautiful face had already captivated him. She was looking at the documents carefully and didn't even notice him coming in.
He sat on the sofa not far away, admiring her as she worked diligently, until she finished reading the documents and noticed him sitting on the sofa.
She closed the file, looked up, and found Ning Yizhan looking at her. She was delighted. "You're here. I didn't even notice. You should have called me."
"It's okay, are you all done with your work?" Ning Yizhan's eyes were filled with tenderness.
“Yes, we can go now.” She picked up her bag and walked to Ning Yizhan’s side.
Ning Yizhan didn't move. Qiu Hu looked at him and asked, "Why aren't you leaving?"
Ning Yizhan didn't speak, but slowly approached her, forcing her back against the sofa. With her waist and hips against the backrest, he could see her unmade-up face more clearly. He kept staring at her lips, her natural lip color, pink and tender, exceptionally alluring. "You didn't wear lipstick today?"
I got up early this morning and was busy getting back to the office to handle various things, so I didn't put on makeup and just went out.
"Yes, that's right." Did he not like her without makeup? Thinking about it, she frowned. Sure enough, all men are the same.
Then, the next second, the man said, "I don't believe it. I'll try it myself."
Immediately afterwards, the man's hand gripped the back of her head and slowly slipped into her thick hair, while his other large hand rubbed against her slender waist. He lowered his head and kissed her pink lips, sucking them wildly. The intensity made the woman try to push him away, but although she couldn't, it softened the man's tone.
Slowly, Qiu Hu began to kiss him back passionately, her hands climbing onto his shoulders. The man's tongue pried open her teeth, and their tongues began to intertwine and dance, expressing their love for each other.
After a long while, the man finally released her, looking at the woman beneath him whose pink lips had turned red, her hair already disheveled, and her eyes reddening. His words were full of seduction and debauchery, "Damn it, I really want to kiss you to death." He then lifted the woman's chin and planted a kiss on her.
The man was no better; his eyes were already filled with lust. His hand, which had been supporting her waist, had moved to above her buttocks. With just a slight movement, he could touch her buttocks. Feeling his touch, she couldn't help but curse, "Lip."
The man just smiled wickedly, touching her lips with his hand as he spoke, his words making her blush, "So you really weren't wearing lipstick, huh? You taste even sweeter now!"
For the next week, Qiu Hu and Ning Yizhan were busy every day, but they met almost every day, eating, hugging, and kissing without missing a beat. Then, Ning Yizhan went on a business trip the following week, but they still video-chatted every day, with him saying he missed her.
Qiu Hu had thoroughly figured out the internal workings of the Qiu family. Apart from Qiu Bing occasionally sending Jiang Wenshan out to do some minor things, these were basically insignificant, and nothing major happened afterward.
Every day, Awan would come to report on Qiu Bing's situation, but nothing seemed amiss. Qiu Hu knew it couldn't be that simple. There hadn't been any progress on the last theft, and it seemed someone was obstructing things. "Keep a close eye on her. It's definitely not that simple. Something might happen later."
"Yes, Miss."
"The investment from Shangji has been secured. Here is the proposal; you can take a look and arrange its implementation."
"Miss, did you write this?"
"Otherwise what? I've stayed up several nights to make this. If you don't understand anything, come ask me." She repeated, "If there's any news about Qiu Bing, come to me."
"It seems like there's something going on with Qiu Lan."
"What happened to her?" She hadn't had much contact with her cousin since she came back. They used to be somewhat close when they were little, but now that they're all grown up, who knows? People change.
"It seems that Qiu Bing dragged her to a blind date. The other party was a man in his forties who had just lost his wife. She resisted, and recently Qiu Bing has been bullying her quite badly."
Qiu Lan is 20 years old. She grew up in the old house with her grandfather. She is a sophomore in the acting department of Qin University and has been in the industry for two years. However, this Miss Qiu has not received any help from the Qiu family in her career. She is currently playing various minor supporting roles and has to endure the bullying from Qiu Bing and Jiang Yun in her life and career.
Actually, she initially lived with Qiu Bing, suffering beatings and verbal abuse from him since childhood, as well as bullying and ridicule from Jiang Kong and Jiang Yun. The Qiu Bing family and the Qiu Hu family weren't close to each other; they only met once a year during holidays.
Once at the old house, Qiu Hu saw four-year-old Qiu Lan being beaten and scolded by Qiu Bing under a tree. He couldn't help but step in and stop her. His soft, sweet smile had a hint of fierceness and domineering. He put his hands on his hips and said, "Don't bully people." He even took her to Grandpa Qiu and asked him to help Qiu Lan. "Grandpa, please help her!"
Grandpa Qiu didn't have much affection for Qiu Lan. Although he didn't approve of hitting or scolding children, fearing that helping would only make Qiu Lan suffer even more, and that he couldn't help her every day, he still kindly asked Qiu Hu, "What does Ah Hu want Grandpa to do?"
"Let Xiao Lan live with Grandpa! Wouldn't that be great? Grandpa's house would be lively, and Xiao Lan wouldn't get beaten by her mother." Little Qiu Hu could only come up with this idea. Seeing that Grandpa still wouldn't budge, she pleaded, "Grandpa, Grandpa, please listen to me!"
Grandpa Qiu thought this method might work, so he agreed, "Alright, alright. Xiao Lan, come to Grandpa's." Grandpa Qiu beckoned to Qiu Lan.
"Thank you, Grandpa." Qiu Lan said, still a little dazed. In return, she enjoyed more than ten years of peaceful life.
For the next two years, Qiu Hu frequently visited Qiu Lan at the old house. However, after two years, the two never saw each other again, and have not seen each other since.
“Qiu Bing really isn’t letting her have an easy time. Keep an eye on her for now, but don’t interfere. Report to me if anything happens. If she’s smart, she can handle it herself, or she can come to me for help.” Because she told Qiu Lan when she was little that she would always help her and always stand by her side.