Chu Wuyang was almost suffocating under his weight, as if his breath was being stolen away by him.

Looking at the magnified handsome face before him, he began to feel deeply moved.

She suddenly closed her eyes and bit down hard.

"Shameless!"

As she bit him, she raised her hand to slap him, but Jing Min quickly grabbed her wrist.

The blood seeping from the corner of his lips meandered down his lower lip, making his already strangely handsome face even more captivating.

He made a sound like he was laughing, but he didn't actually laugh; he just stared at her coldly.

"I've really spoiled you too much,"

His voice was low and husky, with a dangerous tenderness about it.

"Do you know that only you dare to treat me like this? Do you want to slap me again?"

The initial surge of yang energy caused his chest to heave violently.

"That's because you deserve to be hit!"

Jing Min's eyes darkened slightly, but a playful smile slowly curved his lips.

"Since you've put it that way, shouldn't I do something shameless to justify your insults?"

The undisguised desire in his eyes burned like fire.

The surroundings were quiet, and the air seemed to be thick with tension as the man and woman were alone together.

Chu Wuyang's pupils contracted, sensing something was wrong. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, she shoved him away and turned to run downstairs.

Before my feet had even firmly landed on the stairs,

The phone on the desk suddenly rang.

She paused, instinctively turning around to see Jing Min staring at her coldly, his tone sarcastic.

"Run! Why have you stopped running?"

Under her gaze, he slowly rose, walked to the coffee table, and reached for the flashing phone—her phone.

Chu Wuyang's eyes widened, her heart pounding like a drum.

If she wasn't mistaken, the caller was Jian Zhou—and indeed, it was time to make the call.

She's been gone for so long; she said she'd be gone "for a while," but now there's been no word from her. It's understandable that he's worried and called.

But now, the phone is in Jingmin's hands.

This is an extremely dangerous signal.

Leaving aside whether he would spout nonsense and provoke or humiliate Jian Zhou in front of her,

What's even more terrifying is that she doesn't know what else he might do with this phone—given his methods, stealing trade secrets would be the least of his worries.

What's truly outrageous is beyond imagination!

She had no choice but to turn back.

Give it back to me.

"I won't return it," Jing Min said, his posture aloof and arrogant. He stood tall and graceful, toying with his phone, seemingly oblivious to the shamelessness in his actions. Instead, he displayed an air of unquestionable elegance.

Chu Wuyang watched as his slender fingers slowly slid towards the answer button, and her heart leaped into her throat.

"You dare to accept?"

Jing Min, however, chuckled softly as if he had heard the funniest joke.

"I've never seen someone who dares to threaten others when they have something on them."

Chu Wuyang's face darkened.

Are you going to pay me back or not?

He lazily sat back on the sofa, leaning back with his arms casually draped over the backrest, looking relaxed and carefree.

He held his phone up in his right hand, like a fisherman casting bait, his gaze fixed on her, his tone ambiguous—

"Want it? Come and get it yourself."

Seeing the man's confident demeanor, Chu Wuyang did not immediately step forward.

She knew all too well that going there now would be tantamount to offering herself up—he had no intention of returning the phone; he was simply enjoying playing that "cat and mouse" game.

Just then, the phone stopped ringing.

She blinked, then suddenly turned and walked towards the stairs, her tone light and casual.

"I don't want it anymore, you can have it."

Anyway, he can't crack the password for a while. The backend ID is set to be cleared remotely. When the time comes, she can ask the engineer to issue an instruction to operate, and all the data can be wiped clean.

She had just stepped off the first step of the stairs when the bell suddenly rang again.

Chu Wuyang gritted her teeth and didn't turn around.

Behind him, Jing Min's somewhat nonchalant voice came down—

"Really leaving? So you're just giving up on it like that?"

She continued to ignore everyone, and just as she quickly turned the corner of the stairs, a familiar, anxious shout came from upstairs.

"Sister Yangyang?"

"Yangyang, where did you go?"

Jian Zhou's voice—

The first dance of the sun suddenly stopped.

He stomped his foot hard.

Damn it, he got his way again!

She took a deep breath and turned back from the bottom of the stairs. Jingmin was leaning against the bar not far away, watching her leisurely.

When she appeared in his sight, the corners of her bitten lips slightly lifted, her smile eerie, tinged with bloody marks, like a bewitching yet chilling mockery.

Before Jing Min could speak, Chu Wuyang swiftly stepped forward and snatched the phone back from his hand.

He didn't deliberately stop her. He let go of her hand, but then naturally pulled her into his arms, his demeanor as composed as if he were waiting for her to finish her performance.

Chu Wuyang's face was extremely tense. She did not struggle, but leaned against his chest, forcibly suppressing her emotions.

"Yes, I'm fine, don't worry."

She tried to keep her voice steady.

Jian Zhou's voice came through the receiver, carrying a clear sense of relief.

"Oh, when will you be back? It's late, I'll take you home."

"I--"

Just as Chu Wuyang was about to speak, someone suddenly pinched her waist lightly.

She cried out softly, caught off guard.

"ah!"

"Yangyang-jie? What happened?"

Jian Zhou immediately became anxious.

Where are you? I'm coming to find you.

Chu Wuyang gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at the man behind her who had done wrong.

Jing Min, however, acted as if it were none of his business, lazily raising his chin to look at her, his eyes full of impatience and provocation.

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