Chapter 67 Moving to Deer Park
Zhou Congmin held a high position, and Fan Sizhuo had put a lot of effort into investigating these matters. When he saw these things, he could hardly believe his eyes. In this era, there were actually people who dared to do such things openly, and with such an identity.
In fact, such things have always happened, but because Fan Sizhu’s boss is Li Yansheng, it has rarely been seen.
Li Yansheng pointed at the cigarette and said, "Ask someone to keep an eye on it."
He didn't say it explicitly, but Fan Sizhu understood that he was referring to the Feng family and Zhou Congmin.
Even though he already knew that his boss treated this girl differently, Fan Sizhu was still surprised when it came to this. This was the first time he saw his boss so concerned about a woman.
Coming out of the bathroom, Lin Shutang didn't see Li Yansheng. He glanced around casually and saw him standing on the balcony, talking on the phone. He must have just showered in another room. He was already wearing a robe, and the moisture on his head hadn't completely dried yet. The cigarette flickered softly in the evening breeze.
Twenty minutes had passed since Li Yansheng hung up the phone, and Lin Shutang still hadn't fallen asleep. It was her first time staying at his house, and her heartbeat couldn't help but beat faster than usual. It was because she was in an unfamiliar environment, or maybe it was for some other reason, she didn't know, but it was definitely faster than usual.
When Li Yansheng entered, he saw the girl lying flat on the bed, her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. Her radiant eyes, reflecting the light, were a mirror. But upon closer inspection, one could tell her gaze was unfocused, unfocused, and it was unclear what she was thinking.
Closing the glass door behind him, Li Yansheng asked, "Are you still not sleeping?"
Lin Shutang came back to his senses and tucked the quilt up: "I can't sleep."
Li Yansheng walked forward and turned off all the lights, leaving only one bedside lamp on.
Feeling the place beside her sink, Lin Shutang tensed up. When Li Yansheng's big hands wrapped around her waist, she couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Li Yansheng did not take any further action, but just held her quietly.
After a moment, a low voice sounded behind her: "Find some time to move all your things over here. You'll live here from now on."
Lin Shutang thought that after the window paper was broken, she would live with Li Yansheng, but she never thought it would happen so soon.
My knee-jerk reaction is to find an excuse to refuse: "I paid six months' rent, and the contract period hasn't ended yet, so I can't get the money back."
She hadn't bought the house, but she had rented it with her own money. In a sense, during the period of the contract, the house belonged entirely to her and had nothing to do with anyone else. Lin Shutang felt that she was being too hypocritical for still harboring such thoughts after having done such a thing.
Li Yansheng gently caressed the soft flesh beneath the thin pajamas and asked, "Don't you want to live with me?"
Lin Shutang was almost entirely held in his arms. When he said this, his voice came from above her head, accompanied by the occasional movements of his hands, slowly and with the smell of a poison.
"No." Lin Shutang opened his mouth, but didn't know how to explain. After a long while, he said, "I'm just not used to it."
This is an explanation of the lack of substance.
Li Yansheng didn't expose her, but said with a slight tone that left no room for negotiation: "You'll get used to it slowly. It's not safe for you to live there alone. I'll have Fan Sizhu sublet the house."
Lin Shutang only hummed a "hmm" and said nothing more. She only thought to herself that asking a senior special assistant with an annual salary of one million to do something as trivial as subletting a house for her was really a waste of talent.
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