Chapter 127. I'll give myself to you, do you want me?
Steward Zhao could only say, "No, Zhaojing knows what he's doing; he has a sense of right and wrong."
The old man didn't think so. "His scales aren't fair in everything. I don't know who he takes after, he's rebellious by nature. Even now, he hasn't given me a straight answer, and I have to resort to some means!"
"Zhaojing is just busy with work. He'll naturally consider it once he's done with this busy period. You can just wait to hold your great-grandson." After reassuring him, Butler Zhao picked up a teacup that was set aside and handed it to the old man.
The old man didn't drink. He waved his hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "Tell Aunt Sun to stop keeping an eye on the eldest son's wife and keep a closer eye on Zhaojing."
He paused for half a second, then added, "And that girl too."
He then instructed, "Tomorrow is New Year's Day. Have the brothers come early. Also, remind Zhaojing separately to come early as well."
"Okay, sure."
Butler Zhao wasn't in a hurry to return the call. He waited until he had escorted the old man into his room before dialing the number.
After relaying the message, I subtly offered a couple of reminders.
Tan Zhaojing knew what was going on. "I'll have Aunt Sun call you in a few days."
After hanging up, Tan Zhaojing's long fingers twitched slightly as he tapped the pinned post: "[Aren't you coming to keep me company?]"
The girl replied quickly: "Aren't you tired after such a long flight? Go to sleep early."
Jet lag, can't sleep
Lin Zaoyi, oblivious to everything else, typed on the screen: "Then work, make more money."
Tan Zhaojing: "..."
[Don't want the gift?]
The gift... isn't that appealing.
Lin Zaoyi, drying her hair, typed with one hand: "It's fine whether you give it to me or not."
A few seconds later, his profile picture popped up in the chat box: "Okay, I'll come down in a bit."
Not only has he not changed his domineering ways after a month apart, but he has also developed the ability to misinterpret the original meaning.
【wait! ! ! 】
Even through the screen, Tan Zhaojing could feel the girl's anger. He curled his lips into a smile. "What are you waiting for? Come up here."
【Um! ! ! ! ! ! 】
Lin Zaoyi waited until late at night before putting on her coat and opening the door. Like a thief, she peeked out halfway. The empty corridor was quiet. She took off her shoes and carried them in her hands. She couldn't hear anything, but she felt guilty.
The door was open, and she slipped in in a second, closing the door behind her and locking it from the inside.
Now you can put on your shoes.
She slipped on her shoes and went inside.
On the sofa, Tan Zhaojing rested one hand on his head and the other hand loosely on the armrest.
It seems she's asleep.
Lin Zaoyi didn't call out to him, but squatted down in front of him with her knees drawn up to her chest.
When Tan Zhaojing is asleep, she is in a different state. Gone is the indifference she has when she is awake; instead, she has a softness that is captivating. Her gaze moves down and settles on his lips. Just a few hours ago, this thing lingered freely on her body, which was not excessive at all.
So, stealing a kiss isn't too much to ask, right?
She moved her curled-up legs, knelt down and approached him, her movements very light and slow, afraid of waking him and also afraid of being caught red-handed for her shameless behavior.
She leaned down and at first only touched his lips, but not satisfied, she then captured his lower lip and gently rubbed and twisted it.
Thinking she had left without a trace, she was about to leave when the sleeping man suddenly opened his eyes, his dark pupils meeting hers directly.
For a brief moment, her mind was in a mess, but she quickly calmed down. He had been so domineering so many times, so what if she stole a kiss?
Thinking about it that way, she became much angrier. "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman kiss you before?"
Tan Zhaojing: "..."
He rubbed his forehead, then chuckled lazily.
The sofa was spacious. He pulled her arm and lay her down beside him. "Want to kiss again?"
Lin Zaoyi shook her head, "No more kissing."
"Then shall I kiss you?"
"No." She covered his lips with her hand, one not enough, she added another. "Where's the gift? Don't tell me you called me up here just for that kind of thing."
"Didn't you say you didn't want it?"
His breath fell on her palm, warm and tingling. Her fingers unconsciously twitched. "Since we're already here, let's take it."
Then I heard him suddenly laugh.
She asked, puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"
She moved her hand down to his chest, feeling that this man was up to no good.
The man lowered his eyelashes, his lips curving lazily, "Why do I sense you're afraid?"
Of course I'm afraid; he never plays by the rules.
A warning must be given: "Tan Zhaojing, you are not allowed to go too far."
Before she could finish speaking, his hand slipped inside her pajamas. She tried to stop him, but he forced his way in after only two seconds.
"Talk about Zhaojing!"
"Yes." came the soft, distant reply.
"Don't..."
Pleading and begging for mercy won't work.
She had never won in terms of strength. Her eyes were still misty when his kiss landed on her. As their bodies intertwined, his voice brushed against her ear, "Would you like me?"
Lin Zaoyi's mouth moved faster than her brain at this moment, "Can you sell it for money?"
This answer was unexpected for Tan Zhaojing. After a pause, he chuckled repeatedly, "I can help you make money, a lot of money."
"There are a lot..."
Seemingly weighing whether it was worth it, she hesitated for a couple of seconds before offering her sweet breath, "Okay then."
He said it was a reluctant request, but his eyes shone brighter than anyone else's.
Tan Zhaojing helped her sit up, leaned over and grabbed the phone from the coffee table. Lin Zaoyi looked over in the direction he was moving. His long fingers twitched slightly, as if he was sending a message. It was very brief, and he tossed the phone back onto the coffee table after only a few seconds.
"Come on, let me show you the second gift."
Before going to the terrace, Tan Zhaojing found a thick coat and wrapped it around her.
Suddenly having to put on another layer of clothing, Lin Zaoyi's immediate thought was, "To see the stars?"
Someone chuckled, "Okay."
She was suspicious, but the next second she said with absolute certainty, "It's not a star, Mr. Tan. You may be rich, but you can't buy a star."
Tan Zhaojing didn't say anything, but led her to the terrace.
The night sky is not beautiful tonight. The moon has grown weary and hidden behind the clouds, the starlight is sparse, and the whole earth is quiet.
In the courtyard, Lin Zaoyi seemed to see a figure moving about. She pointed and said, "Brother Zhaojing, there's someone over there—"
boom--
The last note was replaced by a sudden roar, and in that instant, the dark night was illuminated by a rainbow of colors.
Lin Zaoyi's eyelashes fluttered; it turned out this was his second gift.
Then, the second shot, the third shot...
Layer upon layer, more than just dazzling.
There was also a proper couple looking at this sky.
Mingxian couldn't quite put her finger on whether she was speechless or what she was feeling.
In contrast, Tan's father was much more open-minded. He put his arm around his wife's shoulder and reflected on himself, saying, "When it comes to romance, I'm not as good as Zhaojing. I'll try my best to set it off for you before our son does during the New Year."
Mingxian wasn't in the mood to talk and just glanced at her sideways.
How could Tan's father not understand? "You must trust Zhaojing."
Mingxian remained silent, regardless of whether she believed it or not. Only when everything settled down could she finally put her mind at ease.
Tan Jiani had just returned not long ago. She drank quite a bit last night and was now drinking a hangover soup that her aunt had made for her.
Outside, bursts of bright flowers are blooming in waves, almost blindingly so.
Which domineering CEO is spending a fortune to win a smile from a beauty?
He turned to his aunt and asked, "Is my brother back?"
The aunt nodded, "I came back around dinner time."
That's not surprising.
Tell me, with such a commotion being made so openly in Xiyuan, is no one going to do anything about it?
Not only is it disturbing the residents, but it also pollutes the environment. The Ecological Bureau will be coming to our door tomorrow.
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