The two chatted for nearly half an hour when the man surnamed Wei received a phone call, saying he had an urgent matter to attend to and had to leave.
At the same time, Han Zizhuo received a call from the other party.
“Zizhuo, I’m sorry, but I don’t want my genes to combine with hers. She’s just too old-fashioned. During our conversations, I didn’t feel any depth in her. I think it would be a defilement for my genes to combine with hers and produce a child.”
Han Zizhuo's face turned ashen. He cursed and hung up the phone.
When he appeared at the restaurant, Jiang Tian looked at him as if he were her savior: "Zizhuo, how did it go?"
Han Zizhuo's lips curled up slightly: "He's quite satisfied with you. He's been busy with business here, so he didn't have time to talk to you much. He said he wants you to come to the hotel tonight."
Jiang Tian's expression turned strange: "...Can't we use a high-tech method?"
Han Zizhu smiled again: "He believes in fate. He said he'll just try this once, and we won't see each other again. If it doesn't work out this time, I'll find you a new one. Of course, it's up to you whether you want to or not. Don't worry, I carefully checked his medical report before he came."
Jiang Tian thought about it for a long time.
Han Zizhuo knew she would agree because the man surnamed Wei would immigrate, and the two of them would never see each other again in this lifetime. Jiang Tian didn't need to worry about others taking her child away.
As expected, Jiang Tian finally frowned and nodded cautiously: "Okay."
Seeing that she agreed, a ruthless glint flashed in Han Zizhuo's eyes. He took out a bottle of perfume from his bag and handed it to Jiang Tian: "Sister, take this bottle of perfume."
Jiang Tian took it, somewhat puzzled: "What's this for?"
Han Zizhuo's smile was flawless: "It's his favorite type of perfume. This kind of perfume evaporates very quickly. Remember, spray it when you get to his hotel room. Don't spray it too early."
Jiang Tian took the perfume: "Okay, I've got it all."
"Yes, sis, you will definitely succeed."
Han Zizhuo's smile was unusually gentle.
That evening, Han Zizhuo personally escorted Jiang Tian over.
He reminded Jiang Tian again, "Make sure you spray perfume only after you get to his room."
Jiang Tian nodded obediently.
She took a deep breath, got out of the car, and counted the room numbers one by one, as Han Zizhuo had told her.
When they arrived at the room, Jiang Tian took out some perfume, sprayed it on, and then knocked on the door.
However, it wasn't the man surnamed Wei who opened the door.
The moment Xiao Chengyang noticed the abnormality in his body, he suddenly looked at Jiang Tian.
He felt like his brain was about to burn out.
He didn't know who was trying to frame him, but Xiao Chengyang realized that he had fallen into a trap the moment he opened the door.
He can't escape now.
Xiao Chengyang practically dragged Jiang Tian into the room.
His eyes were bloodshot: "Who sent you?"
Jiang Tian, upon seeing Xiao Chengyang, seemed to know that something terrible had happened and desperately tried to escape, but a large hand blocked her way.
At this moment, she seemed a little off, as if she were drunk; her face was flushed, and she could barely stand...
Xiao Chengyang's situation was even more difficult than hers.
The blazing flames ignited most effectively when they touched Jiang Tian's hand!
Stumbling and confused, Xiao Chengyang unleashed the deepest evil within him, and how could a mere Jiang Tian possibly escape...?
That night, no matter where Jiang Tian wanted to escape to, a large hand always held her waist, making it impossible for her to break free and leaving her nowhere to run...
That night, the two seemed to be trapped in a trance, their souls feeling as if they were being shaken and scattered...
……………………
Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the two exhausted people embraced each other.
After an unknown amount of time, someone cautiously moved.
Before Xiao Chengyang even opened his eyes, he skillfully reached out and grasped the other woman's soft, white waist. With a slight pull, Jiang Tian fell back down.
"where are you going?"
Xiao Chengyang's voice carried an indescribable sense of exhilaration, like a flood that had been accumulating for a long time and was tightly blocked, finally releasing its dam and flowing turbulently.
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