But Lin Qingtong would never admit it, so she stubbornly spoke up.
"I don't care about you at all."
Upon hearing this, Shen Tinghe was not angry; instead, he laughed and nodded quickly.
"Yes, you're right, you're the one who doesn't care about me."
His eyes sparkled as he looked at Lin Qingtong, radiating a crystal-clear light.
Lin Qingtong felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, turned her head away to avoid it, and pushed his face away.
"If your wound is okay, go and rest."
Shen Tinghe was standing way too close to her, so close it was almost intimate, making her tremble with fear.
Despite being pushed away by Lin Qingtong, Shen Tinghe remained unperturbed, instead deepening his smile.
"I want to sleep like this, is that okay?"
Lin Qingtong struggled slightly, annoyed. "Don't you think this is too crowded?"
Shen Tinghe shook his head innocently, "But I don't think it's crowded at all?"
After saying this, he lay down outside Lin Qingtong, his tall body enveloping her.
An ambiguous atmosphere lingered in the small space. Lin Qingtong's ears burned slightly, and she reached out to push Shen Tinghe away.
But there are only so many seats, and the slightest movement will cause the upper bunk to sway and creak.
Lin Qingtong stopped abruptly and gave Shen Tinghe a reproachful glare. "Get down quickly, it's uncomfortable to lie like this."
Shen Tinghe smiled and replied, "I feel very comfortable this way."
Lin Qingtong couldn't help but roll her eyes, feeling that the person in front of her was simply crazy, but she couldn't break free, so she could only close her eyes and not look at him.
But the faint scent of cedar emanating from him instantly put people at ease.
The typhoon outside continued to rage, but this place remained peaceful, as if it were an independent space.
Gradually, Lin Qingtong actually fell asleep.
In her dream, she was in a vast field of lavender.
The butterflies and sunlight are delicate and dazzling, and the sunlight feels warm and gentle on the skin.
Lin Qingtong ran through it, and the more she ran, the hotter she got.
She reached out to take off her clothes but couldn't get them off no matter what she did, and couldn't help but groan.
Then she heard Shen Tinghe's gentle comforting voice.
"What's wrong?"
Her voice was slightly hoarse, yet possessed a rich and alluring quality.
Lin Qingtong suddenly opened her eyes. In front of her was a white ceiling, and beside her was Shen Tinghe's tall figure.
She then realized that she had only been having a dream.
The sky outside was already mostly gray, making the rest room even darker.
Lin Qingtong sat up and climbed down from the upper bunk.
Shen Tinghe followed closely behind, his unwavering demeanor making Lin Qingtong chuckle and turn to look in her direction.
What are you doing following me?
Shen Tinghe raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly, "Can't I just follow you?"
Lin Qingtong stared at his face for a long time before uttering only this sentence.
"Whatever you want."
So Lin Qingtong opened the door to the rest room and went out.
She returned to Su Kai Home Furnishings, not knowing whether Shen Tinghe had followed her.
Upon entering the company, she looked at the mess that had been ransacked by those men in black the previous night, and her gaze suddenly darkened.
She would never let these people go for any reason, including Lin Jiaorui.
Lin Qingtong retrieved the surveillance footage and then sent people to investigate their identities.
She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a coffee, looking at the celebrity homes across the street; they were cleaning up today.
At this moment, Lin Jiaorui was standing at the door of Celebrity Home Furnishings, wearing a bright red bodycon dress.
The dress she was wearing made her belly even more obvious, as if she were already five or six months pregnant.
But in reality, according to Lin Qingtong's knowledge, she was only three months old.
Lin Jiaorui raised her eyes and looked in this direction, revealing a cold smile.
Lin Qingtong met his gaze from afar, showing no sign of weakness.
After what I did to her yesterday, she definitely won't let me off easily.
Just as Lin Qingtong was about to look away, she noticed another figure beside Lin Jiaorui.
Master Shen put his arm around Lin Jiaorui's shoulder, his expression one of doting tenderness, though he was simply too old.
This scene appeared somewhat strange to outsiders.
The father and daughter don't seem like father and daughter; they seem more like an old man and a young woman.
She had already investigated Master Shen.
The other party is married and has only one son. How could such a wealthy and powerful family accept this?
So when Lin Jiaorui offered herself to him, he couldn't wait to agree.
Moreover, the other party dotes on him immensely, sparing no expense to keep this son in his old age.
Although he was not yet born, Master Shen seemed to have already decided that it was going to be a son.
Lin Qingtong sneered, "Let's just wait and see."
She had just sat down when the office door was pushed open, and Shen Tinghe appeared in the direction of the doorway.
He was holding a file folder in his hand, and the moment he slowly stepped in, the air pressure around him seemed to change instantly.
Lin Qingtong slowly raised her eyes and looked over, speaking in a calm tone.
"Master Shen, it's an honor to have you here. May I ask what brings you here?"
Shen Tinghe seemed not to care about Lin Qingtong's words, and simply handed the file bag in his hand to her.
"Take a look at this."
Lin Qingtong took the document with some skepticism, opened it, and found it contained transaction information between Lin Jiaorui and the men in black, including the specific times of the calls.
She was taken aback, not understanding why Shen Tinghe would give this to her.
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