Chapter 40 "I want you".
The wind was strong on the sea. Wen Lingshuang's tone was soft and sweet. As the warm breath brushed against his ear, Jiang An's hand holding the cigarette froze in mid-air. A hint of disbelief appeared in his dark, deep eyes. Had he misheard? Or had she misspoke?
A quick glance revealed Anne and the others sitting on a round sofa across from her, drinking and chatting. Each person held a glass of red wine, except for Wen Lingshuang, who had a glass of freshly squeezed juice. So, they went to such lengths just to drink?
Wen Lingshuang quietly observed Jiang An. He sat there lazily, the wind slightly loosening the collar of his tightly wrapped shirt, and the cigarette in his hand glowed crimson in the sea breeze. The smoke quickly dissipated into the air, leaving no trace of its aroma. He remained silent and indifferent, seemingly unmoved by her suggestion. She frowned, thinking he was truly uninterested in her, and grew somewhat annoyed. "Fine, don't talk then, but don't touch me. Never touch me for the rest of your life, not even after we get married!"
I pretended to be so interested in her before.
She kept calling herself "Yangyang," as if she could do whatever she wanted.
He kissed her when he was drunk, took off her clothes and bit her; even now, her body still bears his teeth marks.
In the end, it turned out I wasn't interested in that kind of thing at all.
In her opinion, Jiang An was simply not good enough.
Talk is cheap, but real fighting is out of the question.
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang An's deep voice came, "Do you still remember the 'rules' you told me about?"
You can't touch her before you get married.
The rules were set by her own hand.
Wen Lingshuang turned her head and met those dark eyes. "I don't remember."
Jiang An stubbed out the bright red cigarette butt in the ashtray with one hand, then put his arm around her slender waist. "Really don't remember? Or are you just pretending?"
Intentional.
They deliberately wanted to see her break the rules, they deliberately wanted to see her make a fool of herself.
Wen Lingshuang placed her hands on his chest and said, "Stop beating around the bush, just say it, will you agree or not?"
"I always have to assess the other party's resources before investing."
"Doesn't mine count as a bargaining chip?"
Jiang An chuckled, "I suspect you're entrapping me."
A businessman's shrewdness is indeed extraordinary.
No wonder.
Although Wen Lingshuang wasn't exactly a conservative, she did have her own principles on this matter. She didn't want premarital sex to be consensual; frankly, she had no feelings for Jiang An, and even for the sake of "testing the waters," there was no need to risk herself, especially since it was just a superficial marriage back then. But things were different now…
They kissed.
He has done many outrageous things.
Even when he kissed her, she was especially moved, not because of the kiss, but because of Jiang An.
Why wait until after marriage for physical pleasure and psychological acceptance?
She was willing to have sex with him and to take off her clothes for him; only he could do that.
"Then consider this a sting operation," Wen Lingshuang said angrily, pushing against his chest. "Let go of me! I don't want to talk to you anymore."
Jiang An held her slender waist tightly, making her unable to move an inch.
"Give me a kiss, and I'll allow you to drink."
Wen Lingshuang: "..."
The hands that were pushing froze.
Should I give him a kiss?
Wen Lingshuang looked at him with her beautiful eyes, her blinking eyes revealing confusion.
In the past, Jiang An would not have been likely to do such an "outrageous" thing. He was self-disciplined and meticulous in his work. He would never be intimate with his woman in front of others, and he would pay special attention to the occasion and etiquette even when holding hands. But what could he do today? He saw those male models lining up to be "favored" by her and heard that she was willing to "sell herself" in order to drink with him.
Regardless of whether it's entrapment or not.
Just take her behavior as an example.
Asking for a kiss from her isn't too much to ask, is it?
Wen Lingshuang pondered for a moment, then reluctantly pouted and placed a light kiss on his right cheek. "Is that alright?"
"Face?"
"Or else?"
"I think you could go somewhere else; maybe I can let you drink to your heart's content."
So annoying!
This old man! An old fogey! What's the difference between him and her father?! He's already pushing his luck, but he's making so many demands!
Wen Lingshuang was furious.
But in the end, she pouted and planted a kiss on his lips, then wiped her red lips in disgust in front of him, saying, "That's enough!"
Jiang An looked at her feigned disgust and found her adorable. He pinched her buttocks and said, "That's enough."
"Then I'm going to have a drink, don't worry about me."
"OK."
Having received his 'pardon,' Wen Lingshuang jumped up from his lap with joy, returned to the round sofa, and waved to the waiter not far away, saying, "Give me a glass of the strongest red wine."
Anne: "..."
Grace: "..."
Claire: "..."
The three of them turned to look at Jiang An, who was not far away.
Seeing their gazes, Wen Lingshuang rested her chin on her hand and said, "Stop looking, let's drink until we drop tonight."
Anne: "What method did you use to get him to give in?"
Wen Lingshuang said with a smile, "Actually, you've all misunderstood Jiang An. He's not that kind of old-fashioned person."
Grace: "You're wrong... I think seduction is about the same thing. It works no matter how old the man is."
Wen Lingshuang was a little annoyed that they guessed it so easily. Was it really that obvious?
The waiter brought over a glass of red wine. Wen Lingshuang took it and sipped it. The wine, with its rich fruity aroma and strong alcohol, slid down her throat. The intense and refreshing sensation almost burst through her head. She drank several more large gulps and said, "Anyway, remember this: when you're looking for a marriage partner in the future, find someone who's easy to control."
Everyone burst out laughing when they heard this.
Easy to handle.
Which of these three characters is related to Jiang An?
That is, Wen Ling Shuang.
If it were anyone else, let alone getting under their thumb, they'd be lucky if they didn't lose a lot of money just trying to negotiate with them.
The yacht gradually sailed into the center of the sea. The warm yellow sunset was setting, and a crescent moon hung on the horizon. Clusters of fireworks rose into the sky, bursting into colorful light. The light spots fell on the water and reflected beautiful splashes. Wen Lingshuang had drunk a few glasses of wine and was already a little tipsy. Fortunately, Jiang An was there this time, and the male models did not dare to do anything to the drunken Wen Lingshuang.
Wen Lingshuang's drinking habits are quite good.
She's good at least among her group of friends.
Seeing her swaying by the railing, Jiang An got up, walked to her side, and gently put his arm around her slender waist.
Wen Lingshuang leaned into his arms and looked up at him slightly.
Illuminated by the fireworks, Jiang An's features appeared even more handsome. She raised her hand to touch his face and said in a drunken daze, "Jiang An."
"Um."
"I'm not drunk."
"Um."
"Jiang An".
"I am here."
"Let me ask you..." she leaned into his arms, listening to his heartbeat, "If the person you were forced into marriage with hadn't been me, would you still have been so good to that person?"
Jiang An looked down at her and said, "This assumption is invalid."
"Why?"
"Because my marriage partner can only be you."
Wen Lingshuang looked up at him, her eyes glazed with intoxication, "You're lying. There's no way it could only be me. You could marry another girl... and then you'd be just as good to her, kiss her, hug her, and do things like this..."
She reached out and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. "Hugging her like this... I don't like it, I don't want to."
Hearing her words, Jiang An gently stroked her head, "No."
"You will!" Wen Lingshuang said confidently. "You will, you will!"
"Yangyang, I'm saying this one last time, I only say this to you."
"Then how will you prove it?"
Jiang An had a headache. "I don't know."
He only knew he would do it.
"Look at you..." she reluctantly leaned back against his chest, "You won't even lie to me."
Jiang An: "..."
Her gentle tone touched his heart.
He found it hard to describe why there was someone like her in the world, whose casual words or actions could cause him such heartache and anguish.
The yacht parade lasted for a long time, until after 10 p.m., when a large number of people got drunk.
Just like a few days ago at Anne's house, this group of people got drunk and fell asleep immediately. Men and women slept on the sofa, some on the floor, and a few smart ones went back to their cabins to sleep.
Jiang An looked at their sleeping postures, then helplessly picked up Wen Lingshuang and carried her back to his yacht.
As they carried her back, Anne, slightly drunk, said, "Chairman Jiang, it's time to go..."
Jiang An didn't turn around, but pursed his lips and said, "Don't bring Ling Shuang to these kinds of gatherings in the future."
Anne chuckled softly. "I won't call her... I absolutely won't call her... but if she wants to, I can't stop her... you'd better be more careful around her."
Anne got drunk and started talking nonsense, "You're so busy on your business trip, she has plenty of opportunities to drink... hiccup... and then come out to play with us..."
Jiang An: "..."
Sunlight throbbed twice, then strode back to his yacht.
Wen Lingshuang slept for a very long time. She didn't know if it was because she had drunk a lot of strong alcohol that night, but her head was throbbing with pain throughout her sleep, like it was about to explode. She opened her eyes in a daze and saw a huge floor-to-ceiling window. Outside the window was a bustling night view. She wasn't in Beijing, nor was she at home...
She struggled to sit up and saw Jiang An sitting on the sofa diagonally opposite her, wearing a dark-colored printed shirt, looking noble and elegant.
I picked up my phone and checked the time; it was only a little past 3 a.m.
She dragged her heavy body out of bed, her throat dry and hoarse as if blown by the wind, "Where am I?"
Jiang An turned around when he heard her voice and saw her walking unsteadily toward him. He said, "The most luxurious hotel in the whole of America."
"?" Wen Lingshuang frowned slightly. "Why are we at a hotel?"
"Because I think your first time should be in the most luxurious place with the best night view."
Wen Lingshuang's mind was a complete mess; she had no idea what he was saying.
Jiang An didn't give her much time to think. He stood up, walked up to her, and looked down at her. "You said it on the yacht."
What did I say?
"You asked me if I want you."
He slightly swallowed his Adam's apple, and said, word by word, "I want you."
Right now, at this moment.
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