Chapter 78 Chapter 78

In the narrow car body, the upper halves of two bodies were entangled and intertwined through the narrow armrest, and their breath melted into summer steam between their lips and teeth.

The man's passionate kiss quickly transformed into an aggressive bite, and An Jiyue couldn't help but moan at the slight pain. She quickly opened her eyes shyly and hurriedly, wanting to look around to see if anyone was around, but she saw that Lu Ye had already closed the roof again in the few minutes she had closed her eyes.

The ambiguous voices became much more unscrupulous.

Lu Ye squinted half an eye, his long lashes drooping, the cold calm in his dark eyes long since vanished. He was like a demon king peeling off a mask, patiently accumulating desire for years before finally letting it run wild.

He lowered his eyes and admired her lips from such a close distance. For the first time, he found that pink could be so beautiful.

The muscles of the arms wrapped around An Jiuyue's waist seemed to be harder. The thin fabric and the metal chain around her waist rubbed against her skin, and she couldn't help but frown.

The next second, the waist chain was pulled impatiently a few times, and then Lu Ye restrained his temper and slowly untied it.

A warm hand covered her waist through her shirt skirt, the palm tightly pressed against the contours of her body, as if trying hard to scan and imprint her figure with his hand.

An Jiuyue raised her face, her rosy lips slightly parted, her earlobes were stained crimson by Lu Ye's heavy breathing, and her cheeks flushed.

Lu Ye's hand was on her slender waist, wandering around with restraint.

She never lowered her head.

All of this had been foreshadowed, and she had waited too long, and I believed Lu Ye had waited too long. But his hand was clearly eager, yet he was still so gentlemanly. What was he waiting for, what was he enduring?

An Jiyue kissed him back passionately with all her heart, hoping to tell him with everything except words that she was willing.

The man's breathing became increasingly steady, the thumping sound of his heartbeat gradually faded away from her, and even his hand, it was unknown when it was released.

An Jiyue opened her eyes angrily.

Lu Ye looked irritable, the desire in his eyes was still burning, but his brows were furrowed as if he was enduring great pain.

An Jiyue blinked her eyes filled with anger, put her hands on both sides of his head, and turned him to face her.

She trembled in a delicate voice and angrily ordered: "You, pay attention!"

After saying that, she pulled him towards her, leaned forward and bit him hard.

Lu Ye was startled by her pulling, but the stinging pain on his lips was like a cat's claw, scratching his heart and softening. He closed his eyes slightly, kissed back obediently and soothingly, and slowly regained the initiative.

"Ji Yue." He called her with a bit of rationality.

"Don't talk. I don't want to listen." She announced arrogantly, trying to block his lips.

Lu Ye smiled helplessly and quickly between countless kisses, letting her pounce on him and bite him: "Why, President An likes the silent one?"

An Jiyue really put her arms around his neck domineeringly and leaned forward: "Yes, do what you should do. Work more and talk less."

Lu Ye chuckled and deliberately asked, "Work? What does Mr. An think I should do?"

The woman narrowed her eyes, disdainful of his pretense of stupidity. But Lu Ye seemed to be under the influence of drugs. His eyes no longer showed any signs of the loss of control he had just shown. Instead, he looked relaxed and clear, as if he could control his desires at will.

An Jiyue pushed aside her sweaty hair and whispered a threat, "Chief Lu, let me remind you that the subscription will not be confirmed until tomorrow, and I can cancel the order at any time before three o'clock this afternoon."

Lu Ye was stunned and laughed out loud: "I almost forgot - Mr. An is a major client of my fund and the benefactor who saved me."

An Jiyue frowned irritably, and her small hands tugged at the collar of his shirt restlessly: "That's good to know. How are you going to repay me?"

Lu Ye's eyes were bright and a arrogant smile appeared at the corner of his lips, as if he had full confidence in himself.

"I have no way to repay you. I can only work hard and repay you with my flesh."

The rosy-faced woman's eyes lit up, and her fingers tugged at the collar of his black shirt, wrinkling the stiff fabric.

She seemed to be frightened by his suddenly extinguished passion, and asked uncertainly, "Are you serious?"

Lu Ye smiled and said, "I will keep my word."

An Jiyue took a deep breath and moved forward tremblingly, but Lu Ye stretched out two fingers and placed them on her soft lips.

His fingertips fiddled with her slightly upturned pink lips, and an innocent look appeared in his eyes.

“But here, there are no safety measures.”

An Jiyue's brain exploded and her heart sank to the bottom of the lake with a plop.

She looked around the interior of this luxury car. The narrow double seat had almost no storage space. The only remaining secret compartment had been opened by Lu Ye and was empty.

Lu Ye looked at her and saw that she was in the same mood as he was when he wanted to blow up the car, and he couldn't help but comfort her with the mentality of a person who had experienced it.

"At least it shows that this car is very pure and clean..."

An Jiyue sneered: "What a joke. Do you know what kind of women this car has been used to pick up?"

Lu Ye shrugged. He knew An Jiyue was right. For the wealthy, a luxury car's most important purpose was to ferry their partners around, and to serve as a mobile luxury suite when the mood struck. Shen Xingyu's car had such a thing, and Lu Ye had once been so disgusted by it that he refused to ride in his car.

"Take my advice, it's better to be prepared."

Shen Xingyu spoke earnestly.

"At the critical moment, the time, the place, and the people are all right, but it's just this one thing that's missing. It can really make people faint."

Shen Xingyu’s advice is invaluable.

Lu Ye clenched his fists, struggling with the tightness of his slim-fitting trousers. He rolled down the car window on his own initiative, hoping to let in some fresh air to refresh himself.

"Close the window." An Jiuyue ordered briefly.

"What?" He thought he hadn't heard clearly.

"Close the window. Fasten your seat belt." She repeated, her voice short and powerful as she regained her composure.

Lu Ye closed the window a little slowly. When the glacier blue and white car started, a gust of wind was raised and he got into the car. The long hair that had just been messed up by him was blown up behind An Jiuyue's head like a wave rising from the ground.

An Jiyue's face was calm and composed. Even though her lips were slightly swollen and her eyes were like spring water, she still looked bright, as usual.

"Do you want to go home?" He asked knowingly with a smile on his face.

"That's right." An Jiuyue answered calmly.

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Although I said I was going home, I was actually still delayed on the road for a long time.

She kept her promise and really drove him from the east bank of the Li River to the west bank, braving the scorching midday sun and showing off to the world that there was a brilliant new star in the financial world in her car.

There was always a faint blush on her fair face, I don’t know if it was caused by the scorching sun or some unknown desire that never subsided.

During this period, Lu Ye also received several work calls, all of which were from representatives of investors who were interested in participating in this round of public subscription. They said that they were impressed by him at the launch roadshow in the morning and hoped that he could have another chat with their final decision maker.

Two of them even urged him to have a face-to-face chat. Lu Ye glanced at the woman next to him and was about to politely refuse, but she grabbed his sleeve and shook her head at him.

An Jiyue patiently drove the Maserati, which could reach speeds of over 300 yards per hour, at the steady pace of a business car and personally took him to the two institutions.

Before Lu Ye got off the car, she pulled him to look left and right and tried her best to smooth out the wrinkles on his collar.

"Mr. An, thank you for waiting."

He was personally escorted out of the building by the other organization's top decision-maker, and opened the door of the dazzling Maserati amidst astonished and amazed gazes, as if it were just an ordinary car.

Lu Ye was helpless. The image of "making a living by ability" that he had painstakingly cultivated for many years was likely to be labeled as having a very deep hidden background.

It didn't matter. He had thought it through over the years. Since he couldn't avoid falling into the clichés, he had to at least do it with a clear conscience.

Lu Ye waved goodbye to the people in front of the building, his expression unchanged. Others couldn't read any trace of success or failure on his face, but An Jiyue could.

She pursed her lips and complimented, "As expected of Chief Lu. It seems my subscription this morning was a bit unnecessary."

Lu Ye raised his eyebrows and gently grasped her wrist: "I am happy to owe you this favor."

An Jiyue deliberately smiled slyly: "Think carefully, the most you can repay a favor owed to others is performance compensation. I want more than others."

Lu Ye pretended to dust off the dust on his clothes and spread his hands: "The person and the money, take them all."

An Jiyue laughed out loud, and her laughter like silver bells floated all the way. After driving for a while, she stopped by the roadside.

"Get out of the car."

"What's wrong?"

"I need to return this junky car. I've already sent someone to pick it up. Let's take a cab home."

Lu Ye said "Oh" and got off the car a little slowly, but An Jiyue teased him: "Why, didn't you ride enough?"

He frowned in confusion, "Uh, is this car comfortable?"

An Jiyue curled her lips. She understood what he meant. This limited-edition Maserati had narrow seats and scant accessories. Racing cars weren't designed for comfort. Besides being stylish, cool, and expensive, An Jiyue couldn't see any other advantages.

With just a two-seater design, you can't do anything except sit and drive.

She didn't think this complaint through and blurted it out accidentally, which startled Lu Ye and confused the staff who came to collect the car.

The person who greeted her was a young man in a suit and tie. He had an innocent look and was carefully checking the customer's information. He blinked when he heard her say, "Mr. An, besides sitting and driving, what else do you need?"

An Jiyue came back to her senses and heard the other party's question. She was shy for half a second, then she forced herself to suppress her emotions and answered calmly, "I think you should equip yourself with more supplies."

Lu Ye raised his eyebrows and stared at An Jiuyue.

The young man politely asked, "For example?"

An Jiyue said frankly: "For example, purified water, makeup mirror and feminine hygiene products."

"Puff—cough cough cough—"

Lu Ye just took a big sip of water and choked on it.

After her babble, she looked even calmer and more composed, even able to calmly ask him, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Here, purified water." Lu Ye handed her a bottle of water with the cap loosened, while wiping the corner of his mouth.

The young man blocked the way for her, and with a wave of his hand, the waiter who followed brought a tray with highball glasses and freshly squeezed juice.

"Thank you for your advice, Mr. An. We will listen to it with an open mind. Have a glass of juice and rest for a while. I'll arrange a car to take you two home."

Lu Ye tactfully withdrew his hand and, seeing An Jiyue's satisfied and approving look at the young man, shook his head in shame. It seemed that his service awareness still needed to be improved, he sighed inwardly.