Chapter 125 Darling, Tell the Truth

The car approached aggressively, unstoppable. Ji Baishen recognized the license plate at a glance.

Suddenly losing control, he reached out and grabbed the girl's arm, "You've decided to be with Tan Zhaojing?"

Lin Zaoyi was not only stumped by the question, but also startled by President Ji's sudden action. In her daze, she sensed a change in President Ji's aura. His eyes were no longer calm, but seemed to be surging with something.

Tan Zhaojing's mutterings rang in my ears—

A little further away from Ji Bai.

Before today, she had always thought that Tan Zhaojing was just jealous, but now she couldn't help but be suspicious, yet she also felt it was impossible.

It was just one meal... and you've already developed feelings for it?

As her thoughts raced, his voice pulled her back to reality, "Have you decided to be together?"

"yes."

Regardless of what happens in the future, for now, she wants to be with Tan Zhaojing.

I really want to.

He looked directly at the person in front of him and said, "It's decided."

As soon as he finished speaking, he withdrew his grip. Ji Baishen put his hands in his coat pockets, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly as he swallowed the burning sensation. He nodded without any emotion, "Sorry for being abrupt."

Lin Zaoyi couldn't help but glance at him again. At this moment, President Ji's expression was calm and his demeanor composed, as if it had just been an illusion.

The air was filled with the sound of horns, the wheels rolled over a carpet of fallen leaves, and finally came to a stop where they were supposed to.

As if sensing something, Lin Zaoyi suddenly turned her head. At almost the same time, the rear window slid down, and a cold and handsome face came into view without any obstruction.

For a couple of seconds, her mind went blank. The person in front of her smiled faintly, "Are you dumbfounded? Get in the car."

The deep, crisp sound reached my ears without any obstruction; it was clear and familiar.

Even so, Lin Zaoyi remained rooted to the spot, but her mouth moved; she stammered, "What are you doing here..."

He chuckled, his voice carrying a hint of casual indulgence, "I'll be back as soon as I'm done with my work."

Seeing her standing there dumbfounded, Tan Zhaojing got out of the car and squeezed between the two of them, pushing Ji Boshen aside. He narrowed his eyes.

Tan Zhaojing turned his head to look over.

Their eyes met, and an undercurrent of tension silently spread within a small area.

Even the most oblivious person would sense something was amiss. Lin Zaoyi reached out and hooked her little finger around Tan Zhaojing's. The next second, her entire palm was enveloped in his. The man turned his gaze, his expression filled with tenderness. "Finished with work?"

"Um."

Tan Zhaojing nodded slightly, "Get in the car."

Lin Zaoyi got into the car.

She couldn't forget to be polite, and was about to wave goodbye to President Ji when the window suddenly rolled up. The dark glass reflected her smiling face, which she hadn't had time to hide. The car started moving seamlessly and drove a hundred meters in a short while. Then, the barrier rose at a steady speed.

Everything seemed normal, yet something eerie was lurking in the air.

Lin Zaoyi wasn't confused. After what President Ji had done earlier, she knew exactly where the problem lay. She smiled slightly, her gaze fixed on his face. Five minutes had passed, but she still felt it was unreal.

He had lost a lot of weight in the month since I last saw him, his features were overly broad, and his brows and eyes showed visible fatigue. I raised my hand and moved it along his brow bone, down little by little. "How about you take a break for the next couple of days?"

He didn't speak, but his fingertips rubbed back and forth on her arm, as if wiping something away.

She glanced at it and asked, "Is it covered in dust?"

"No, but it's dirty. Ji Baishen touched it."

"..."

The man glanced at him indifferently. "You're quite clever. You only sent half of the picture and chatted on the street. If I hadn't come back early without telling you, would I be wearing this hat on my head?"

The tone was quite accusatory.

Lin Zaoyi didn't try to deny it, but argued, "We weren't chatting. I was waiting for a taxi. How would I know how President Ji came out? I'm not a mind reader."

He tapped his head. "The hats here don't have any color."

Tan Zhaojing glanced at her, "What's the point of sending only half a picture?"

Lin Zaoyi remained silent, just staring at him expectantly.

In the end, Tan Zhaojing was still defeated by those dark and clear eyes. He shook her cheek and said, "Why do you have to be so likable?"

Lin Zaoyi felt a little embarrassed by the compliment. Taking advantage of the partition, she wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear, "So... is there anything you like about me?"

Tan Zhaojing touched her cheek with his lips. "Of course."

She smiled faintly, then her smile was replaced by concern. "Take good rest these next two days, understand?"

"Will you stay with me?"

After a moment's hesitation, Lin Zaoyi shook her head. "I forgot how you promised Mom that we couldn't see each other."

Tan Zhaojing said, "We don't have any official contact; we only meet in person."

A question mark appeared in her mind: "Different?"

He said, "It's different."

Lin Zaoyi had a strong thirst for knowledge: "How is it different?"

He pulled her onto his lap. "Are you sure you want to waste your time here?"

My face turned red for no reason.

The man's lips brushed against her neck, giving her light, fleeting kisses. "Have you missed me all these days?"

"itch."

He had very fine stubble on his chin; it wasn't prickly, but itchy.

Lin Zaoyi shrank her shoulders, placed her hand on his chest, and slightly distanced herself. "It's... just so-so."

"Just average?" The man gently swung his arm away, and she fell onto his chest as if weightless. Before she could sit up, he had already grabbed her wrist and forcibly wrapped it around the back of his neck.

Fortunately, it's just the two of them right now. If others saw them, they would definitely think she was being clingy.

He moved his lips to her ear, his low, husky voice teasing her senses, "Baby, tell the truth."

My ears felt hot, and my heart was pounding.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Tan Zhaojing cupped her face in his hands. Sunlight streamed in from the window, and his dark eyes, as black as ink, held a silent tenderness.

After a short while, he lightly touched his lips together and said softly, "I miss you so much."

A tingling sensation welled up in her heart. Lin Zaoyi slowly leaned closer, her lips descending, her voice gentle and alluring, "A little more than usual."

Tan Zhaojing pinched her cheek, "You really don't suffer any loss at all."

Lin Zaoyi blinked and smiled.

Her lips felt warm as he pecked at her. She unconsciously bit her lip, but before she could leave a tooth mark, he pulled it away. "Why not bite when it's right in front of you?"

Lin Zaoyi really bit him, and quite hard, which made him groan. She didn't get away with it either, squeezing in and being unrestrained.

She could never resist his kisses, and soon she lost her strength, clinging to him like a sloth.

Tan Zhaojing stepped back half an inch, their breaths still mingling, "Do you miss me?"

"fine…"

"Only 'okay'?"

As he asked the question, his lips covered hers again.

She was so dizzy from the kisses that she couldn't think straight, and she did whatever he said.

The word "want" spilled out from between his teeth.

He seemed to chuckle, his hot breath brushing against her ear, his voice husky, "Do you want it?"

She blinked, her eyes glazed over, "What do you want..."

"Just answer yes."

As if on purpose, as he asked this question, his fingertips traced along her waistline, grinding back and forth. Lin Zaoyi trembled sensitively, unconsciously yielding, "Yes..."

The next second, it pressed down heavily.

The car was parked in Jingwan. Without giving any warning, Assistant Shao opened the car door and quickly left the area.

Inside the car, passion stirred, and if it weren't for a bit of self-control, Tan Zhaojing probably would have actually made love in the car.

He sat up slightly, and the long hair of the person beneath him was haphazardly spread on the car seat. His eyes were glazed over, and his cheeks were flushed. In this way, he had a touch of messy beauty.

Lin Zaoyi was so glad it was winter and she was wearing so many clothes, otherwise… well…

She got up, bent down to straighten her clothes, and said, "I'm going upstairs."

Tan Zhaojing raised an eyebrow, realizing she was still unaware the car had arrived at the apartment. A hint of amusement appeared in her eyes. "Where to?"

The girl innocently replied, "To work."

He suppressed the smile at the corner of his lips. "I'm afraid that won't work. You'll have to skip work."