0033 38 "It wasn't broken after all..."
Ling Xingzhi, wearing a hospital gown, took a few steps, then turned and went back to his ward. The bodyguard behind him also turned a corner and followed Ling Xingzhi into the ward. Once inside, Ling Xingzhi opened the wardrobe, took out a piece of clothing, threw it on the bed, turned his head, saw the two motionless bodyguards, and raised his chin.
"go out."
Such a clueless person, doesn't he know to go outside when he needs to change clothes?
The bodyguard hesitated for a moment before walking out and gently closing the door. After all... after all, Ling Xingzhi had seen everyone wearing hospital gowns these past few days, so why did he suddenly think of... changing clothes?
After changing his clothes, Ling Xingzhi was elegant and debonair, regaining his former arrogant demeanor as Secretary Ling.
They walked out, the group making a long, slow gait down the hospital corridor, their footsteps echoing. Reaching the elevator, someone inside pressed the button, and Ling Xingzhi stepped inside. After confirming his floor, the elevator slowly descended.
Upon reaching the restaurant floor, the red carpet, wooden tables and chairs, and a bouquet of camellias on each small round table were beautiful. The sound of a violin, as gentle as flowing water, filled the air, and the faint fragrance of flowers complemented the music. Originally a restaurant for hosting balls, it had a noble yet aloof atmosphere.
"Secretary Ling, please come with me."
Ling Xingzhi nodded, turned to the people behind him and said, "You can wait for me here."
After saying that, he followed the waiter forward, and the person waiting for him sat down at a table behind the screen.
Hearing footsteps, the woman turned her head, her beautiful eyes sparkling, her gaze deep and clear like a pool of autumn water. Kong Lingqi chuckled softly, her eyes becoming as lovely as crescent moons.
Ling Xingzhi paused when he saw her smile.
"Secretary Ling?"
Ling Xingzhi smiled and walked to the table. Kong Lingqi, who had stood up, was pressed back down by him. "Sit down. Have you ordered anything?"
Kong Lingqi shook her head and smiled, "I didn't know if you had any dietary restrictions, so I didn't order anything."
Ling Xingzhi nodded, took the menu, glanced at it, and said, "I'll have a vegetable salad, and you can order the rest."
Kong Lingqi didn't order much, just a cup of coffee and a sandwich. She strictly controls her weight; as a fashion designer, she cares a lot about her figure. Seeing the models' figures on the runway has gradually increased her expectations for her own physique, and Ling Xingzhi has even advised her not to be too thin.
But some things you have to decide for yourself.
While waiting for their food, Ling Xingzhi asked her, "Why did you suddenly come?"
"I missed you. Couldn't you come and see me?" Kong Lingqi asked with a smile. "But you seemed surprised to see me. Just surprised... nothing at all."
Ling Xingzhi smiled but didn't explain, "How was Paris? Why are you back?"
Kong Lingqi shrugged. "You're telling me? I had a huge fight with Yi Chenling, and he threatened to go back to China. I didn't want to go back, but... my dad told me to coax him back and see you one last time before I leave. The design team there won't wait for anyone."
"Okay..." Ling Xingzhi nodded. The food was served, and he took a bite with his fork.
"And what about you? How's it going?" Kong Lingqi took a sip of coffee. "I heard... your wife gave a hard time to a junior manager named Zhou Xiye? Did you two sleep together?"
Upon hearing the name Zhou Xiye, Ling Xingzhi's brows twitched slightly. "It's all work-related. She doesn't feel secure and is just being silly."
"The military parade is over..." Kong Lingqi leaned over, pressing her chest against Ling Xingzhi's arm, and smiled cutely and mischievously. "The Two Sessions are still a long way off next year, how about we go to Yunnan together?"
Ling Xingzhi put down his fork, gently pushed Kong Lingqi, his eyes full of lewd emotions, "This is a restaurant. If you want to be intimate with me, you should do it somewhere where no one is around... It's not a good look here."
Yes, the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and hadn't been intimate for a long time either, which suddenly piqued Xingzhi's interest.
Hearing this, Kong Lingqi laughed, her eyes filled with lust. "Then, cousin, shall we go? To your ward, or should we get another room?"
A thin sliver of light peeked through the gaps in the curtains and fell on the bed like a thin thread. The hospital gown lay on the floor, and high heels were scattered about.
Ling Xingzhi sat on the sofa, his hands folded, his eyes fixed on the line on the bed, where he could see even the tiniest specks of dust.
A "click" sound rang out, followed by the sound of nicotine burning, causing Ling Xingzhi to turn his head to look. Kong Lingqi was not wearing anything on her upper body, only white underwear, her hair was loose over her shoulders, her legs were bent in front of her chest, her elbows were supporting her arms, one hand was lighting a cigarette, and the other hand was casually resting.
Her breasts were small, and she had maintained what she considered a perfect figure for many years, but in Ling Xingzhi's eyes, she looked like an underdeveloped child.
Kong Lingqi rarely smoked, but Ling Xingzhi taught her to blow smoke rings and incidentally taught her to smoke as well.
She sat in the shadows at the foot of the bed, the glow of her cigarette flickering in the darkness with her breath. Kong Lingqi exhaled a puff of smoke and then slowly said, "Cousin, you were shot, but your penis isn't injured... so why... can't you get it up?"
Ling Xingzhi pursed his lips, his gaze sweeping over her chest. "Is it possible that you're just not attractive enough?"
"Hmph, nonsense... You didn't have sex with anyone while I was gone, did you?"
Oral sex doesn't count, right?
Ling Xingzhi shook his head, "No, it's been a long time since I've done it."
Kong Lingqi sighed, got off the bed, and sat on Ling Xingzhi's lap with her legs spread apart, placing her calves on the sofa and her hands on his shoulders. "Cousin, do you need to take your medicine? Or... should we continue after you've recovered?"
Ling Xingzhi nodded, pulled Kong Lingqi into his arms, and patted her shoulder. "I'm too busy to keep you company. Last time I saw a Picasso painting being auctioned, I bought it for you. Come pick it up from my house when you have time."
Upon hearing this, a smile returned to Kong Lingqi's face. She hooked one arm around Ling Xingzhi's shoulder and put a cigarette in his mouth with the other.
Ling Xingzhi took a puff and then said to Kong Lingqi, "You should smoke less. Your family has a history of respiratory diseases, so you need to be careful."
Kong Lingqi nodded obediently, about to say something more, when someone knocked on the door. She ignored it, cupped Ling Xingzhi's face, and kissed him.
The knocking continued, "thump—thump—thump—"
The door opened, and Kong Lingqi's face flushed crimson, as if her beauty had been enhanced. She blinked her large, watery eyes and giggled, "Are you looking for Secretary Ling?"
Ling Xingzhi was leaning over and stubbing out his cigarette in the ashtray.
"Yes, is he busy?"
Upon hearing the sound, Ling Xingzhi suddenly stood up and walked forward in a bit of a hurry. He kicked the leg of the coffee table. The pain was so intense that Ling Xingzhi sat back down on the sofa.
"No rush, come in, I was just about to leave..."
Kong Lingqi walked out sideways, the sound of her high heels quickly fading away.
Zhou Xiye strolled into the ward and saw Ling Xingzhi sitting in the middle of the sofa with his usual high-handed demeanor, his whole body perfectly neat.
It's too neat.
"Secretary Ling is so lucky. His wife is going crazy looking for him outside, while he is here keeping a mistress and enjoying his love with her."
Ling Xingzhi smiled but didn't answer her. "Could you please open the curtains for me?"
Zhou Xiye raised an eyebrow and not only drew back the curtains but also opened the window.
"You wanted to see me? Did you come to thank me for letting you leave the palace that day?"
Zhou Xiye shook his head. "It's not me, it's your wife. She's waiting for you outside..." Zhou Xiye glanced at his watch, then looked up at him again. "I'm not sure if she'll run into Miss Kong who just went out."
Ling Xingzhi twitched the corner of his mouth. "You came here just to help her find me?"
"What else?"
Ling Xingzhi looked at her without speaking. A breeze blew in from outside, and he felt a little cold. A nurse passed by; the door was ajar, and seeing the window, she hurried in.
"Secretary Ling, you shouldn't be exposed to drafts right now, why did you open the window..."
As he spoke, he pushed open Zhou Xiye's window and closed it.
After the nurse left, Ling Xingzhi looked at Zhou Xiye thoughtfully. They stared at each other for a few seconds, then he suddenly smiled. He stood up and walked to Zhou Xiye's side, placing her between himself and the window. Zhou Xiye frowned at him, her hand pressing against Ling Xingzhi's chest. "What are you doing?"
Ling Xingzhi grabbed Zhou Xiye's hand and placed it on his penis, giving it a squeeze.
Almost immediately, he got an erection.
"You fucking pervert!" Zhou Xiye pulled his hand away from Ling Xingzhi's penis and slapped him across the face. "Your wife is outside, your lover just left, what do you take me for?"
Zhou Xiye pushed Ling Xingzhi aside and strode away, muttering curses under his breath, "Both husband and wife are perverts...birds of a feather flock together...what bad luck..."
Ling Xingzhi watched Zhou Xiye flee in disarray, chuckled, looked down at his younger brother who was saluting, and muttered to himself, "So it wasn't broken after all..."
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