Chapter 73

In the arm.

He Zhiqian remained silent for a long time before his gaze finally settled on her dark eyebrows and eyes, and he uttered her name in a low, hoarse voice.

"Yu Yingning".

But no one saw the hidden restlessness churning in his eyes.

A hand with distinct knuckles gently smoothed the stray hairs from her forehead before stopping at her delicate, red lips.

He brushed his fingertips across her lips, the movement somewhat rough, causing the person beneath him to tremble.

His raven-black eyes were now as dark as the night, concealing desires he had never revealed before.

The sweet and sour scent of plum wine lingered on her lips, gradually enveloping his body and drawing him and her into the decadent atmosphere of the night.

He Zhiqian lifted her neck with his palm, as if her smooth and delicate skin was lingering in his hand.

He lowered his head, just when the two were extremely close.

He heard a violent, inexplicable throbbing sound in his chest, a constant clamor, as if trying to burst out of his body.

He Zhiqian stopped moving, feeling as if he too was intoxicated by the plum wine scent emanating from her.

Then he turned and whispered something to her earlobe.

"Yu Yingning, you..."

The last few words were spoken very softly.

He would even whisper in her ear, as if he were a lover speaking intimately.

He suppressed the desires within his body for which he had not yet discovered the cause, and finally slowly got up.

After leaving the bedroom, I went to the bathroom again.

......

The next day, He Zhiqian pushed open the bedroom door.

Yingning sensed it; a tall, imposing figure stopped beside her bed.

His hair was slightly disheveled, as if a nobleman, untouched by worldly affairs, had his life's beliefs turned upside down overnight.

He quietly gazed at the girl on the bed.

He Zhiqian gradually regained his aloof and superior demeanor, then noticed that the eyelashes of the person on the bed seemed to flutter slightly.

"Still pretending to be asleep?" he asked.

The girl was still huddled under the covers, with only her head showing, pretending to be asleep.

“Yu Yingning, I saw your eyelashes move.” He Zhiqian sat down beside the bed, exposing her pretense.

As soon as he finished speaking, the girl on the bed seemed to realize that she could no longer hide herself, so she opened her eyes and said weakly.

"Brother He..."

"Why aren't you calling me Boss He anymore?"

"Mr. He?"

Her bewildered expression gradually chilled He Zhiqian's aura.

"I think I drank too much last night." She smacked her head in frustration.

"Did I do anything wrong?"

"A mistake?"

"I can help you remember."

He Zhiqian got up and moved closer to the edge of the bed.

His aura almost completely enveloped her.

The air in the room instantly became much more pleasant.

"Brother He...?" The girl on the bed took a step back, wondering why he had suddenly made that movement.

He leaned forward and gently hooked his index finger around her collar, pulling down half of her dress.

The girl on the bed, her shoulders half-exposed, her fair skin like a newly born epiphyllum.

He Zhiqian's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head as if to kiss her shoulder.

"Brother He!" she exclaimed, retreating rapidly towards the head of the bed to barely avoid him.

He didn't get a kiss, but he wasn't in a hurry.

Instead, she knelt on the bed, her slender fingers gently unbuttoning a button on his shirt collar...

The second one...

The third one...

The fourth one...

Yingning could almost see his faint six-pack abs and his alluring V-line.

When He Zhiqian untied the fifth one, he saw her suddenly cover her face and head with the blanket.

"He Zhiqian!" she called out her name in a somewhat frightened manner.

"what are you up to?!"

Her questioning voice made He Zhiqian look at her.

"Looks like you're not stupid after all." He stopped what he was doing and let his shirt, which was already mostly unbuttoned, drape over his body.

"You..." She stammered as she poked her head out, only to see something she shouldn't have, and her cheeks flushed.

"If you're not stupid, why did you get drunk last night?"

He Zhiqian got out of bed, turned his back to Ying Ning, and buttoned the buttons back up one by one before standing up.

He regained his refined and aloof demeanor, as if nothing had happened.

The girl sat half-upright on the bed, her eyes like those of a young animal.

"I didn't know... plum wine could make you drunk." She said awkwardly.

He Zhiqian turned around, his eyes cold and stern.

"Yu Yingning, if you hadn't met me yesterday..."

Do you know what happened last night?

"I..."

She lowered her head, as if only then realizing what he had just done: "Brother He, I shouldn't have drunk last night..."

"Anything else?" he asked again.

"Anything else?" she asked, puzzled.

He Zhiqian looked at her and saw that she was exuding an aura that she herself was unaware of. In the somewhat dark bedroom, her shoulders were as white as snow, but she was completely unaware of her own captivating charm.

He Zhiqian's voice sounded a bit strange:

Even if you're drunk, you can't come back with someone else.

Even if that other person is yourself.

*

"Go take a shower and change your clothes later." He Zhiqian tossed Ying Ning a luxury brand bag.

In the morning, he estimated Yingning's size and then arranged for his assistant to buy her a women's suit at a nearby shopping mall.

The assistant returned quickly.

Even when she arrived at the hotel room and handed the clothes to He Zhiqian, she secretly glanced into the bedroom.

......

He Zhiqian had just closed his laptop when he saw her come out of the bathroom after changing her clothes.

Unlike the cotton and linen dress she wore yesterday, her assistant bought her a light blue ankle-length dress made of mulberry silk.

Her flowing dress further accentuated her fair complexion.

He Zhiqian watched as she bent down to tie the belt around her waist, her long black hair falling down, and the coldness in her phoenix eyes dissipated slightly as she nodded.

On the contrary, that little mole made her even more vibrant and charming.

After she finished tying her clothes, she looked up and saw He Zhiqian walking in front of her.

"Brother He, I'm sorry."

"I'm so sorry to have troubled you yesterday... and today." She seemed to finally realize what she had done wrong.

He Zhiqian was dressed casually today, and it seems he didn't have any social engagements.

His gaze lingered on the jade-like color of her neck and did not move away.

"Since you feel it's too much trouble for me."

"Then let's make it up to you properly," he said.

......

Yingning followed He Zhiqian into the hotel elevator.

The voice of 67 echoed in my mind with amusement, as if watching a spectacle unfold.

"Master, I never expected He Zhiqian to actually..."

Despite appearing dignified on the surface, she whispered those words in her master's ear.

67 mentioned what happened last night.

Ying Ning also recalled it, and suddenly a dark light flashed in her phoenix eyes, which were full of interesting charm.

She looked at the refined-looking man standing in the elevator.

He Zhiqian felt her gaze, looked up with little emotion, and asked her...