Do you like it?

I like it, of course, but it's definitely too expensive.

She secretly thought to herself.

I might accept cheaper items without feeling guilty, but this bracelet looks expensive, it's really too much of a waste, how can I accept it so easily...?

After all, he has only recently settled down, and she can't let him spend such a large sum of money for her.

She then said, though she didn't mean it, "I don't really like it, it's too fancy. I appreciate the thought, thank you."

Hearing her true feelings, the man lied without batting an eye.

"It's nothing expensive, just a lab-grown diamond. You know, I can't afford anything too expensive. Please accept it. I spent a long time choosing it. I sincerely congratulate you on passing the interview."

As he spoke, he took off the bracelet, pulled Song Mai's hand, and personally put it on her wrist.

The diamond shimmered brilliantly in the candlelight, looking exquisite and beautiful on her fair and delicate wrist, as if the item itself belonged to her.

His judgment was indeed excellent.

Song Mai looked at the bracelet on her wrist, and a hint of affection slowly welled up in her eyes.

"It's beautiful."

The man's lavish praise made Song Mai's smile widen even more.

"Then I won't be polite, thank you."

"You don't need to be so polite with me."

The two chatted for a while longer, and Song Mai suddenly remembered what Lin Ran had told her that afternoon.

After recounting what she had heard from Lin Ran to Chu Xing, she voiced her doubts:

"That's really strange. Have you heard anything about Yunxing?"

Chu Xing shook his head: "No, I'm not too sure either. Yun Xing must have his own reasons for doing this. Perhaps things are not as they seem to us. There may be some inside stories that outsiders simply don't know."

Upon hearing this, Song Mai nodded.

He said it made sense. The reason she found it strange was simply because she felt that the operation was too irrational. But what is there that is truly without a reason?

There's always a reason behind everything, but no one knows the reason why.

Song Mai was in a good mood and drank one glass of wine after another.

She seemed completely oblivious to the effects of the wine; it tasted like fruit juice to her, leaving her feeling incredibly refreshed.

Chu Xing didn't drink much of the bottle of wine; he only poured himself a glass at the beginning, and the rest basically went into Song Mai's stomach.

The wine in Songmai's glass was empty, and she picked up the decanter to pour the last bit of wine into the glass.

Chu Xing grabbed her wrist: "You've already drunk too much, you can't drink anymore."

Song Mai insisted on breaking free from his grasp and poured the wine into her glass.

"I'm happy today, and I don't have to go to work for the next two days. I might not be able to be this carefree once I start working again."

She rarely had such a happy time; the only time she did was when she wanted to have a good time.

Chu Xing couldn't bear to interrupt her, so he could only watch as she drank the wine in her glass in one gulp.

After finishing her last drink, Song Mai leaned back lazily in her chair and looked at the man opposite her. Her eyes were alluring, as if covered by a veil, hazy yet incredibly seductive.

Her two red lips were slightly parted, perhaps because of the wine, they were even redder than before, like rose-flavored jelly, inviting the man opposite her to taste them.

Chu Xing's eyes gradually darkened, the light in them slowly extinguished, replaced by a flame called desire.

The firelight grew brighter and brighter, causing his gaze to shift from the woman's beautiful face to her long, elegant swan neck, and finally linger on her soft lips.

He suddenly recalled the feeling of kissing her last time, and that feeling made him nostalgic for a moment.

As the alcohol took effect, Song Mai suddenly felt a bit hot, and her cheeks turned red.

"Songmai".

The man suddenly called her name, his voice hoarse.

"You're drunk."

The woman remained defiant: "I didn't."

The two were very close, separated only by a square table, and their breaths were very close.

When Chu Xing looked into the woman's eyes, he could even see his reflection in them; her eyes were shimmering and beautiful.

His deep eyes flickered almost imperceptibly, his gaze seemingly momentarily unfocused.

The flames in Chu Xing's eyes burned even brighter. He stood up, walked to the woman's side, and kissed her before Song Mai could even react.

Song Mai, who was already tilting her head back, was now being kissed solidly. Her mind was hazy and she felt the man conquering her mouth. She forgot to resist or refuse.

Or perhaps she didn't want to refuse.

In the dim candlelight, the man's features were deep and three-dimensional, and his figure was handsome; even a top male model would pale in comparison.

The familiar and wonderful touch makes men unable to resist touching it more deeply once they get close, and they are unwilling to leave at all.

The aroma of red wine lingered on her lips, giving him the illusion that he was also intoxicated. Unwilling to stop after just a taste, Chu Xing lingered on her lips until Song Mai was panting heavily, as if she was about to faint from lack of oxygen, before he reluctantly let go.

But the flames were still burning.

He gently licked her earlobe and sucked on her fair and beautiful neck until he left one mark after another.

Song Mai seemed to melt into a puddle of water, her body limp and powerless. She would occasionally let out a soft moan, like a little girl being coquettish, which made Chu Xing's movements even more intense.

The woman's eyes were half-closed, her mind somewhat sluggish, but her senses were sharper than usual.

Looking at Chu Xing's face so close to hers, she found it extremely pleasing to the eye.

Finding a handsome guy definitely has its advantages; at least you can experience joys that others can't.

Chu Xing was passionately kissing her when he heard the woman's inner thoughts and was both amused and exasperated.

She actually had the mind to think about this at a time like this.

The woman's neck was slender and white, which made the red marks on her neck even more obvious. She tilted her head back to receive him.

But the man stopped at that moment.

Song Mai was somewhat confused, staring at him with bewildered eyes, her gaze full of incomprehension.

The man gently bit her lips, his teeth striking her lips and causing her a slight pain, but also clearing her head a bit.

"Don't get distracted."

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her again.

His kissing skills were excellent, causing the woman, who had just regained some awareness, to fall into his trap once again.

The thought of pushing him away vanished instantly.

Instead, the prevailing attitude is, "Since there's a handsome guy here, let's enjoy his services."

The woman's hands encircled the man's neck. Compared to Chu Xing's skillful kissing, Song Mai had absolutely no kissing technique; she was incredibly awkward.

Whether it was the alcohol or hormones, she felt extremely hot inside her body, like a boiled shrimp.