Half an hour later.

Zhuang Wen was no longer satisfied and instead demanded more from Lu Ruxue.

"Mr. Lu."

He called out softly.

Upon hearing this, Lu Ruxue raised her head from beneath her disheveled hair, her clear eyes slightly unfocused, "You... um!"

Her voice was muffled.

After a long while, she finally collapsed into Zhuang Wen's arms, panting heavily.

"What are you doing? I can't breathe..."

Lu Ruxue pouted, as if she were muttering to herself, or perhaps she was just being coquettish.

"I'm sorry, I used too much force..."

Looking at Lu Ruxue's slightly swollen lips, Zhuang Wen felt a pang of pity, and his voice became even gentler, filled with an intense and unyielding love.

Lu Ruxue hugged Zhuang Wen tightly. She felt it, but she didn't say anything; she only expressed her feelings through her actions.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she said, "Our plane tickets for this afternoon."

Zhuang Wen was taken aback. "So urgent?"

Lu Ruxue frowned, lifted her head from Zhuang Wen's embrace, squinted at him, and asked, "Are you in a hurry?"

An invisible chill spread out.

Zhuang Wen's heart skipped a beat when he saw this, realizing he had said the wrong thing. He immediately smiled apologetically and said, "No, it's fine. After all, we've completed our mission on this business trip, so it's good to go back as soon as possible."

Do you really think so?

Lu Ruxue asked a question that immediately sent a chill down Zhuang Wen's spine. "I..."

Lu Ruxue coldly interrupted, "I felt that you were quite impressive yesterday, and President Lin and his sister seemed to treat you very well..."