Jiang Yingchi asked her, "Should I wait for you here? Perhaps it's a bit cold in here..."

"Okay, you go to my room and wait for me. I'll be right back." Ning Qiluo understood. His clothes were wet, and the night air was chilly, so the wind would be even colder.

Jiang Yingchi smiled and agreed, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

Ning Qiluo ran very fast and went to find her older cousin.

When she arrived at her cousin's door and knocked, she found the door was ajar.

She heard arguing coming from inside.

Because the door wasn't closed properly and there was a gap, the conversation inside could be heard clearly:

"Ning Zhuoyan, I don't love you, I don't love you, I just don't love you anymore! Stop acting like a hooligan with me! If you take me home, aren't you afraid I'll tell on you and give you ten or eight lashes!"

"Heh~ Go ahead."

A casual laugh, tinged with mockery and teasing, and... frivolity.

Ning Qiluo, standing outside the door, thought to herself, "When did my older cousin stop being afraid of Grandpa?!"

The woman's voice was aggrieved, tinged with intermittent sobs: "You're just taking advantage of the fact that I won't say anything harsh to you, Ning Zhuoyan. Let me tell you, I don't love you anymore, I really don't love you anymore."

"Dare you say that again?"

My older cousin's voice suddenly turned fierce.

The woman repeated herself: "Ning Zhuoyan, I don't love... um, um..."

The sound seemed to be blocked by something.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds inside the room became discordant and began to unfold in a melodious manner. Ning Qiluo was initially confused, but then suddenly realized what was happening inside and immediately took a few steps back.

She had always known that her cousin had a woman, but that woman had never been officially recognized by him. By today's standards, the difference in their social standing was too great; they weren't a good match. Her cousin was a prominent figure in Manchester, while that woman was a live-streaming internet celebrity.

The old man's words meant it was an improper job.

Indecent? Where is it indecent!

Ning Qiluo likes live streamers; she even gave them tips before.

However, it seems that my maternal grandfather doesn't know about my older cousin's situation yet.

But she never expected that her older cousin would bring that woman back to the mansion today.

Ning Qiluo dared not eavesdrop on Xiu Xiu anymore; her ears were burning. She quietly closed the door behind her before leaving.

She ran all the way back to her room.

Pushing open the door: "Jiang... Ah!!"

Ning Qiluo immediately covered her face.

Wait, why is she covering her face? She should be covering her eyes.

She changed the hand that was covering her face to cover her eyes. "Why did you take your clothes off? Why did you take your clothes off?"

Jiang Yingchi had already taken off his shirt and draped it over the chair. When Ning Qiluo pushed the door open, all she saw was his back and his lean, muscular waist.

"Sorry, I'm afraid of the cold."

His voice remained cold and aloof as he spoke.

Ning Qiluo moved her hand away, just as he turned around to face her. Ning Qiluo saw his abs, the defined cleavage...

“Turn around!” she commanded.

Jiang Yingchi not only didn't turn around, but walked towards her instead.

Ning Qiluo had overheard something in the corner of the wall, and her ears were already burning. She didn't realize that her cheeks were also a little flushed. When she saw Jiang Yingchi's body, the blush spread even more across her face.

"You said you'd get me the clothes?" he asked her, his feet still getting closer.