Chapter 130 Even the coffin lid can’t hold it down
"But you need to clarify things yourself, don't you? Having a scandal with a married woman like me would have a huge impact on your reputation."
He Tingchen sneered when he heard this, as if he had heard a joke.
Lin Rushuang was stunned.
The man had deep brow bones and dark pupils. His straight, ironed trousers rose a little as he crossed his legs, revealing a pair of handmade leather shoes.
He rubbed his brow.
"If you had known me before you were interested in this, you would know that reputation has never been worth anything to me, He Tingchen."
If he had cared too much about face at this point, he would have been eaten up by the old foxes in the business world without leaving anything behind.
Lin Rushuang suddenly felt a strong sense of frustration in her heart. She felt that He Tingchen was definitely the most difficult person she had ever met in her life.
He was as strong as steel. No matter what she came up with, He Tingchen didn't react at all.
She thought that she couldn't just use force against He Tingchen.
People like him always feel that if you are tough with him, he will be tougher than you.
Lin Rushuang got straight to the point: "Then how can you help me?"
He Tingchen's legs were shaking intermittently, and he looked at Lin Rushang thoughtfully.
"That depends on what advantages you have, Sister Lin."
Lin Rushuang's mind was in a state of conflict at the moment. She wondered if He Tingchen wanted her to do something to him when she saw him.
It was exactly as Yang Xin said.
She clenched her fingers tightly, her face solemn, as if she had been thinking for a long time, then stood up from the chair and walked around to He Tingchen.
Then she reached out and slowly unbuttoned the ribbon of her shirt, and then the first button. She had fair skin and a slender figure, and when the first button was unbuttoned, her fair and delicate collarbone was exposed.
Lin Rushuang felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat, but He Tingchen, on the other hand, did not react at all and continued to sit in the same leisurely posture as before.
It's like just watching a play.
Lin Rushuang's hand had already fallen to the third button, and the lace black underwear inside was faintly revealed. The black and white created a strong visual impact on people.
He Tingchen's dark eyes narrowed immediately, as if something was fermenting in the air.
Lin Rushuang's cheeks were as red as a red-hot iron, and her whole body was burning hot.
She bit her lips tightly, looking so shy that she didn't even dare to look at He Tingchen.
In her life, she had never acted like this in front of a man. Even with Li Wenyuan, she rarely took the initiative. She was an extremely conservative person in that regard.
But if He Tingchen doesn't agree, his mother may never be able to return to the Lin family. Once she leaves, it will be hopeless for her to come back.
She had no way of freeing herself from the pain of bondage and leaving her mother alone here.
Even if she had to risk everything, she would find a way to get her mother back to the Lin family.
Just as Lin Rushang unbuttoned the last button, He Tingchen suddenly grabbed her wrist, which startled Lin Rushang.
"That's enough."
Lin Rushuang looked at him in confusion.
He Tingchen looked at Lin Rushang with eyes that seemed to be dipped in ice, and the latter got goose bumps all over her body.
"What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied?"
She remembered that He Tingchen had said before that her figure was like a washboard.
He probably likes plump types.
He Tingchen stood up, looked down at Lin Rushang, and then suddenly stretched out his hand. Lin Rushang paused for breath, her whole body tensed, and she looked at He Tingchen vigilantly and timidly.
She wanted to hide, but when she thought about how He Tingchen had little patience, if she retreated, he might notice her resistance and lose his patience.
He Tingchen's fingertips touched the buttons that Lin Rushuang had unbuttoned, and he could vaguely touch her skin. Just a light brush, and Lin Rushuang suddenly felt an electric current flowing through her body from head to toe.
But the imagined touch did not happen.
Lin Rushuang lowered her eyes and found that He Tingchen was buttoning her shirt one by one.
She looked at He Tingchen in confusion, and when she opened her mouth she found that her lips were trembling.
"You...what do you mean?"
He Tingchen glanced at Lin Rushuang sideways, his usual casualness gone, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.
"What do you mean?"
He Tingchen asked her back.
Lin Rushuang was so confused by He Tingchen's words that her brain almost shut down: "I... I mean, if you don't mind that I'm married, you..."
"Oh, you knew you were married."
Lin Rushuang couldn't help but frown, her mind felt like a tangled ball of wool.
It's her life!
I have no idea what's going on in He Tingchen's mind.
She stumbled over what was on her mind.
"I've thought about it over and over again. You're not short of money or power. This is all I can give you..."
He Tingchen put his hands in his trouser pockets, bent down slightly and got closer to her face, and spoke in a voice that was a little tired, which made people's ears numb.
"You mean, I'm short of women?"
Only then did Lin Rushuang realize that she had said the wrong thing again.
"That's not what I meant."
That's right, how could a man like He Tingchen be short of women? To put it bluntly, even if she came to him, He Tingchen might not be interested in her.
He Tingchen frowned, and a cold aura emanated from his whole body. Lin Rushang felt a strong sense of oppression coming towards her.
"Lin Rushuang, if your mother were to hear that her precious daughter had fallen to such a state, I wonder if she would be so angry that even the lid of her coffin would not be able to hold it down."
Lin Rushuang's pupils suddenly constricted, and her face turned pale in an instant.
He Tingchen's mouth is really poisonous. She can always know where a person's weak points are and can accurately pierce your most painful place.
Lin Rushuang felt her mind come back to her senses as soon as He Tingchen finished speaking.
"I'm sorry, Mr. He, I was too impulsive just now. I shouldn't have done that."
Such behavior is not only an insult to He Tingchen, but also an insult to himself.
He Tingchen saw that she had regained consciousness, and the hostility between his eyebrows suddenly dissipated, and he returned to his previous lazy and carefree appearance.
"If you admit your mistakes and correct them, you're still a good kid."
After he finished speaking, he pondered for a moment, and his voice immediately became serious.
"But I have to remind you that behavior like today's is fine in front of me, but I don't want it to happen in front of other men, including Li Wenyuan!"
He Tingchen emphasized the last few words.
Although Lin Rushuang didn't quite understand why He Tingchen had such a request of her, she still needed his help.
Now she is her own boss, so she endures it.
"yes."
He Tingchen was satisfied, and then said to Lin Rushuang.
"If you don't mind right now, could you please make me a cup of coffee? The coffee machine is in the kitchen."
Lin Rushang was stunned by the sudden change in the topic, but He Tingchen did not explicitly refuse. Does this mean that there is still room for improvement in this matter?
If that's the case, isn't it just a cup of coffee?
Not to mention a cup of coffee, I'd even ask her to make coffee for the entire afternoon.
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