With the farce surrounding the photo finally over, Jiang Hao's gaze fell on Lin Qingtong. He walked over to her side and handed her a small cake.
"Honey, have some cake. I remember it's your favorite."
Lin Qingtong glanced at him and said casually, "Sorry, I'm allergic to cream."
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Jiang Hao's face. How come he didn't remember Lin Qingtong being allergic to cream?
He could only take the cake back and hand Lin Qingtong a glass of juice instead.
"You're not allergic to this now, are you?"
He reached out with his other hand to put it on Lin Qingtong's shoulder, but Lin Qingtong skillfully dodged it, while simultaneously raising the wine glass in her hand.
"I have something in my hand. What do you want to say?"
Lin Qingtong's attitude was distant and indifferent, and she didn't have a good attitude towards Jiang Hao at all.
Jiang Hao suffered repeated setbacks, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his face. He felt that Lin Qingtong was deliberately making things difficult for him.
Lin Qingtong watched as his expression changed for a moment, but he managed to recover on his own and even spoke with a smile.
"It's okay, just tell me what you want to eat later, honey. I do have something I want to tell you."
Lin Qingtong glanced at Jiang Hao, thinking to herself what kind of trouble this guy was causing now, suddenly getting so close, it was utterly disgusting.
He might have even touched Qi Huimin with that hand.
Jiang Hao saw that Lin Qingtong's attitude was not very good, but he was not angry. He simply took the wine glass from her hand.
"You've run out of wine. I'll go get you some better wine."
Jiang Hao then turned around and went to a table to the side, where he took the wine bottle handed to him by the waiter and filled it halfway for Lin Qingtong.
The red wine swirls in the glass, shimmering and sparkling.
Qingtong found it strange. Normally, when the wine at a banquet is finished, people just change the wine glass.
Jiang Hao's sudden enthusiasm must mean he's up to something.
So when Jiang Hao returned, Lin Qingtong smiled and took the wine glass from his hand.
"You've really worked hard."
Lin Qingtong lowered her eyes slightly and smelled a faint, strange aroma in the red wine, which was clearly different from the wine she had just tasted.
A mocking smile played on her lips. This person actually wanted to drug her; she might as well play along.
So Lin Qingtong took a small sip, handed the glass to Jiang Hao, and said with a smile, "You hold it for now, I'm going to the restroom."
Jiang Hao was relieved to see that Lin Qingtong had indeed swallowed it, and gestured for her to go to the restroom quickly.
The two were talking intimately together, a scene that caught the eye of Shen Tinghe, who was standing to the side, and his hand holding the wine glass tightened slightly.
Upon arriving at the restroom, Lin Qingtong rushed over and spat out the red wine in her mouth, rinsing her mouth several times in the process.
The sound of running water echoed in the bathroom. Lin Qingtong looked up at herself in the mirror. Her beautiful face was covered with water droplets from washing her face, which made her skin appear even whiter and more like jade.
Lin Qingtong looks even more beautiful and alluring in this way.
She glanced down at her dress, which had been accidentally soaked; she must have been in too much of a hurry.
With no other option, she had to go back to her room to change her clothes.
Lin Qingtong has a large walk-in closet, which used to be in the master bedroom but has now been moved to the downstairs room. Many of the clothes still have tags on them.
Her slender fingers brushed across the clothes rack, selecting the right ones.
Then a hand landed on her slender waist, and a deep voice came from behind.
What were you doing running into the room all by yourself?
Lin Qingtong recognized Shen Tinghe immediately upon smelling the refreshing fragrance emanating from him.
She turned her head and met Shen Tinghe's dark eyes, a half-smile playing on her lips.
"Aren't you afraid of being seen?"
Shen Tinghe pulled Lin Qingtong closer with a forceful movement, his gaze dangerous and predatory.
"Shouldn't you be the one who's afraid?"
Lin Qingtong immediately became interested, and instead put her hands on his shoulders, giving him a charming smile.
"If you're not afraid, why should I be afraid, Uncle?"
She called out one last time, her voice soft and gentle, like sweet honey seeping into the heart.
Shen Tinghe's gaze darkened, and he directly covered it.
Outside the window, guests chatted and laughed, while inside the room, the curtains were drawn, making it slightly dim. Everything was immersed in a sweet ambiguity that was irresistible.
Shen Tinghe's advances were domineering and cold. After finally letting go of her, he gently rubbed her earlobe with his fingers, his tone displeased.
Where did he touch you just now?
Lin Qingtong then understood why Shen Tinghe had this attitude; it was probably because of her behavior when she was talking to Jiang Hao earlier, which had angered him.
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingtong rolled her slender fingers over his Adam's apple, a smile playing on her lips.
"He couldn't even touch me, so didn't my uncle see me? Besides, I only wanted a divorce."
She paused, a sly glint in her eyes.
Don't you believe my sincere heart?
Lin Qingtong deliberately spoke the last sentence, lowering her voice and making her tone somewhat greasy, as if she was intentionally mimicking Jiang Hao's words from earlier.
Shen Tinghe was instantly amused by her, a smile appearing between his brows, and he gently lifted her chin with his fingers.
"You're quite mischievous, always mimicking Jiang Hao's way of speaking. What are you doing?"
Lin Qingtong tilted her head and smiled, "So even Uncle knows that Jiang Hao said those words."
She stopped initiating conversations and just stared intently at Shen Tinghe. She felt a slight heat rising in her body, probably because the effects of the drug hadn't completely worn off.
But Lin Qingtong was able to stay awake, though she felt a little weak and wanted to get closer to Shen Tinghe.
Shen Tinghe liked the way she subconsciously approached him, like a fluffy little kitten snuggling up to him, which made him feel soft-hearted.
Shen Tinghe reached out and touched her hair, then pulled her tightly into his arms, his gaze tracing her features and contours.
Just as Shen Tinghe was about to bend down and plunder again, Jiang Hao's voice came from the doorway.
"Alright, Huimin, don't be angry. I'm just carrying out the plan. Didn't we discuss it before?"
Qi Huimin's angry voice also rang out.
"But you're just acting, why are you being so affectionate with her, even holding a wine glass? I think you just can't bear to part with her face."
After saying that, Qi Huimin started crying again.
At this moment, Jiang Hao's tone revealed some impatience.
"Today is a banquet, what's with your crying and sobbing? Don't ruin my good time."
"That Mr. Tong is still waiting there. He's just waiting to sleep with Lin Qingtong so he can change the feng shui."
Seeing that Jiang Hao's attitude was not good, Qi Huimin immediately changed her tone, her voice hoarse and full of grievance.
"I'm just sad. Why have you changed? You're not as nice to me as you used to be."
"What should I do? I feel a little unwell."
Qi Huimin's tone was noticeably weaker, and Jiang Hao immediately softened. He liked the feeling of being relied upon by a gentle, delicate woman.
So Jiang Hao pushed open the door to the room next door and led Qi Huimin inside.
"I'll stay in your room and rest for a while."
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