Song Mai could only endure it with her head tilted back.

She had no romantic experience and didn't know how to kiss, but at this moment, as he entangled her, it was surprisingly harmonious.

The man's breathing grew heavier, and his hand had already climbed onto her waist, gently stroking her back. Song Mai didn't know if it was her imagination or if his bathrobe had also loosened.

The hand pressed against his chest seemed to feel the heat of his chest.

The large hand roamed over her body until it rested on her chest, and the man made a move to lean down and press down on her.

Song Mai suddenly woke up, forcefully pushed the unsuspecting man away, and without caring about anything else, fled from the bed and returned to the sofa.

He had taken off her bathrobe at some point, so she had to wrap herself in the blanket. Her lips were red from the kiss, and she looked like she had just been ravaged.

Chu Xing lay on the bed for a few seconds before calming down.

He felt a pang of regret. He had been trying to be careful to avoid making her fall in love with him, but in the end, he couldn't resist.

"sorry."

Song Mai shook her head.

"It doesn't matter."

The room fell silent; neither of them spoke.

Chu Xing went into the bathroom, and Song Mai finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

After the man finished showering with cold water, Song Mai had already changed her clothes and acted as if nothing had happened.

"Let's have a meal first, and then we'll go to Tongzhuang Ancient Town for a stroll."

She was planning as usual. Chu Xing looked at her, trying to read something from her face, but the woman was extremely calm and showed no emotion whatsoever.

"good."

He dried his hair, changed his clothes, and went out with the woman.

However, when getting into the car, she sat in the passenger seat this time, seemingly intentionally keeping her distance from him.

The driver glanced at the two of them and couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Miss Song, why are you sitting in the passenger seat?"

"The view is better from the passenger seat."

Upon hearing this, the driver nodded and said nothing more.

Throughout the journey, Song Mai kept looking out the window. The woman, who was usually so talkative and shared her many experiences with him, suddenly became so quiet, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

After the car stopped in front of the restaurant, Song Mai explained the schedule to the driver and went into the restaurant first, without waiting for Chu Xing beside her.

This is a local specialty restaurant, and it was quite crowded during lunchtime.

Song Mai quickly ordered the dishes she wanted and then pushed the menu to Chu Xing.

The two ate their meal in silence.

The man finally couldn't resist any longer when Song Mai finished eating and sat there playing on her phone.

Are you angry?

"No."

She was incredibly calm, showing no sign of emotional fluctuation, but Chu Xing always felt something was off about her.

He figured he must have offended her, which was why she kept ignoring him.

"This morning..."

However, Song Mai interrupted him before he could finish speaking:

"Okay, nothing happened this morning."

Seeing a hint of doubt in the man's eyes, she added, "Even if something happened, just pretend nothing happened."

Hearing this, Chu Xing felt somewhat confused.

If he remembered correctly, he had previously investigated Song Mai and found that she had no romantic experience, so that morning's kiss must have been her first.

Are there really women who don't care about their first kiss?

Song Mai seemed to understand the doubt in his eyes.

“I have no romantic experience, but I’m not young anymore, I’m 27. And you are my husband in name only, a normal man. I can understand if you have some physical needs, so I don’t blame you. But our relationship is just a contractual one, so it’s better if this kind of thing doesn’t happen again. It’s better for both of us. I will keep a proper distance from you in the future.”

She spoke candidly, her eyes clear and bright.

But the man's eyes suddenly turned cold.

The food placed in the bowl immediately lost its flavor.

He put down his chopsticks, took out several hundred-yuan bills from his wallet, and slapped them on the table.

"It's good that you think that way. I have other things to do, so I can't keep you company any longer. I'll have the driver take you back."

After saying that, the man turned and left, not giving Song Mai a chance to speak.

Song Mai sensed that the man was angry, but she couldn't understand why he was angry. She had been thinking of him and hadn't bothered him for an explanation, yet he was still upset.

"Bill, please!"

The waiter came over and pointed to the few banknotes Chu Xing had left on the table, indicating that the waiter should use this money to pay the bill.

Since it's his responsibility to pay anyway, let him pay.

They got a good deal and then acted rudely.

In fact, Chu Xing did not leave entirely out of spite. There was a meeting in Zicheng at the last minute, and he originally wanted to accompany her. In addition, the meeting was not very important, so he simply canceled it.

But with things having developed this way, how could he still be in the mood to go out and have fun with her?

So I decided to attend that meeting.

When the driver came to pick up Song Mai to go to the ancient town, he found that she was alone and asked curiously, "Where is that gentleman?"

Song Mai's expression was also somewhat unpleasant, but she still tried her best to be polite as she said, "He's busy."

The driver assumed she was upset because her husband had abandoned her to go to work, and kindly offered some advice:

“Men are always ambitious. I think Mr. Chu is not very talkative, but he treats you very well and is very considerate in every way. He definitely cares about you. It is wrong of him to leave you to work, but don’t take it too hard. Couples should always be considerate and understanding of each other.”

Song Mai was both amused and exasperated. She wanted to say that it wasn't like that, but she felt that she didn't need to explain so much to an outsider, so she simply said a few words to agree.

Zicheng is located in the southwest, and it gets dark very late. The lights in the ancient town don't come on until 8 p.m.

Song Mai found a hole-in-the-wall restaurant in the alley, slurping his noodles while admiring the twinkling lights that illuminated the ancient town.

The phone on the table suddenly lit up, and she picked it up casually and found it was a message from a man.

"Did you go back?"

She had no intention of replying, so she simply put her phone in her pocket and pretended not to see the message.

Chu Xing realized it was getting late after finishing his work. He wanted to ask her if she had gone home yet, but he was too embarrassed to ask, so he called the driver first.

He opened his contacts and realized he had never saved his number. Thinking of Song Mai's drunken state last night, a sense of worry welled up in his heart, so he swallowed his pride and sent her this message.

However, she didn't reply after waiting for about ten minutes.

The man became even more worried, so he simply hailed a taxi and headed to the ancient town.

He saw the black car parked by the roadside as soon as he arrived at the town entrance.

The driver was resting in the car. He strode over to the car and knocked on the window.