Chapter 91 The Lean Male Dog Waist
Jiang Zhiyao originally wanted to throw a tantrum, but considering that she couldn't afford to offend the person in front of her, she held back.
"Never mind who I am, I'm only asking you, do you know Yan Lingyu?"
Jiang Zhiyao nodded.
The woman seemed a little agitated: "Do you know who the girl next to him is?"
Jiang Zhiyao glanced at her again, but didn't say anything definitive: "Her? What do you want with her?"
"Judging from your tone just now, is it because of her that Yan Lingyu has become like this? I can help you."
The woman ignored Jiang Zhiyao's little schemes and asked directly.
Jiang Zhiyao's eyes lit up, and she was about to speak when He Huaisheng stopped her and looked at the woman: "We don't need your help."
Although this person seems to have a high social standing, he is definitely weaker than An Shixia, and He Huaisheng would never offend An Shixia because of this matter.
Jiang Zhiyao's expression was a little unpleasant; she felt this was a good opportunity to get revenge on An Shixia.
The woman glanced at the two of them, chuckled, and took a business card from her bag, handing it to Jiang Zhiyao: "This is my business card. You can call me if you need help."
She made a gesture as if she were making a phone call near her ear, then left without lingering, her high heels clicking as she walked away.
He Huaisheng's gaze fell on the business card, which had three words written on it: Zhou Xuerou.
He thought back to the prominent Zhou families in the capital and came up with one that, while not the most prestigious, was still quite powerful.
"Yao Yao".
Jiang Zhiyao was staring blankly at the business card when He Huaisheng called out to her, and she looked up.
"Throw away your business card."
He Huaisheng only said this one sentence before helping Jiang Zhiyao onto the elevator.
Zhou Xuerou clearly had ill intentions and probably wanted to use them. He Huaisheng didn't want to be someone else's tool.
Jiang Zhiyao didn't think as much as he did. She assumed he was preventing her from contacting the business card because of An Shixia. She tightened her grip on the card and softly hummed in agreement: "I'll throw it away when I get back."
While He Huaisheng wasn't looking, she quietly slipped the business card into her pocket.
He Huaisheng assumed that Jiang Zhiyao would always listen to him, so he didn't give her any more instructions and helped her into the room.
"This dorm room is yours. I'm right next to you. You can call me if you need anything."
He Huaisheng quickly tidied up Jiang Zhiyao's things and then turned to leave.
In the past, Jiang Zhiyao would have clung to him and wouldn't let him leave, but today she had something on her mind and let him go.
He Huaisheng assumed she wasn't feeling well, which was why she hadn't clung to him like before, and left reassured.
Once the room door was closed, Jiang Zhiyao quietly took out the business card from her pocket, entered the phone number below the name, and sent a text message.
What is your relationship with Yan Lingyu?
*
The power suddenly tripped in the room. An Shixia screamed in fright, grabbed her phone haphazardly, turned on the flashlight, and headed towards Yan Lingyu's villa.
She rang the doorbell twice, but no one answered, so she entered the password and went inside.
The lights were still on in Yan Lingyu's house, so there must be a problem with the electricity.
"Brother Yu?"
An Shixia called out twice but received no response, so she sat down and sent him a message.
Yan Lingyu left his phone in the bedroom. He was in the bathroom, where the soundproofing was so good that he didn't hear anything.
After taking a shower, he went out wearing only a towel wrapped around his lower body, as usual.
Hearing footsteps, An Shixia turned around abruptly, her eyes wide open, unwilling to blink.
Yan Lingyu froze in place, not expecting An Shixia to come over.
An Shixia's gaze fell on Yan Lingyu. She was still radiating a faint warmth, her hair was damp, and water droplets fell down her hair.
Water droplets fell on his shoulders, slowly trickling down his chest muscles, and further down, revealing his well-defined eight-pack abs. A towel was loosely wrapped around his waist.
A broad back, a lean, muscular waist... all clearly visible.
An Shixia was stunned, forgetting the purpose of her visit, and just stared intently.
Yan Lingyu was the first to react, but he didn't warn her. He simply walked quietly to An Shixia and asked, "Is Xiaxia pretty?"
An Shixia nodded in agreement: "It looks good."
Yan Lingyu took a few more steps closer.
"So...do you like it?"
"like."
Wipe your drool.
An Shixia touched the corner of her mouth, but there was nothing there. Finally realizing what was happening, her face flushed slightly: "Yan Lingyu!"
Yan Lingyu looked at her and sat down, the loose bath towel looking like it could be pulled off at any moment.
Why aren't you wearing any clothes!
An Shixia immediately stood up when she saw him sit down, and Yan Lingyu's behavior made her ears burn.
"I just took a shower and I'm still wet. I didn't know you would come."
Yan Lingyu's voice was languid, his gaze fixed on An Shixia, as if he were seducing her.
Even when he sits down, he has no excess fat on his body, and his smooth lines are captivating.
An Shixia's eyes kept falling on his upper body, and she stammered, "My house has a power outage, I...I'm a little scared."
"Power outage? What happened?"
Yan Lingyu became serious when he saw that An Shixia really had something to do.
"I don't know, it just suddenly went dark."
"Wait for me a moment, I'm going to change my clothes."
Yan Lingyu walked into the changing room, quickly changed his clothes, and came out without even drying his hair.
An Shixia looked at his half-wet hair and reminded him, "Your hair isn't dry yet, do you want to blow-dry it first? I'm not in a hurry."
Yan Lingyu had initially decided against blowing, but then suddenly changed his mind: "Will you blow it for me?"
"I?"
An Shixia was stunned for a moment.
"I'm going to check your circuit later, aren't you going to do something for me?"
Yan Lingyu leaned down slightly, his forehead very close to An Shixia's, so close that An Shixia could feel the air he was breathing.
"Xiaxia, what are you thinking about?"
Yan Lingyu chuckled and snapped his fingers.
An Shixia nudged him: "Sit down, I'll blow it for you."
Yan Lingyu sat down smoothly, tilting his head back slightly to make it easier for An Shixia to move.
An Shixia picked up the hair dryer, adjusted it to a suitable temperature, and gently started blowing. In the middle of the process, she used her fingers to tidy up Yan Lingyu's hair.
Yan Lingyu closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed this brief moment until the sound of the hairdryer stopped.
"alright."
An Shixia's voice came, and he opened his eyes: "Let's go take a look."
The power switch for the villa was on the second floor, and An Shixia used her mobile phone to light the way from behind.
"The circuit breaker tripped. Let me try to push it back up."
Yan Lingyu glanced at it briefly, then reached out and pushed the power switch up.
But the switch wouldn't cooperate; it slammed back down as soon as it was pushed up.
Yan Lingyu checked the surrounding area again but found nothing wrong, so there was only one possibility—the wiring was burnt out.
"It's very late now. Even if the master comes, it will take a long time to check. Why don't you come to my place for the night?"
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