Chu Hongyu was speechless for a moment: "I..."
She wanted to explain, but found that she had no way to explain.
She felt completely exposed in his presence, as if everything was under his control.
Her anger stemmed more from her own predicament and helplessness at that moment...
Ning Bingyu looked at Chu Hongyu's stiff face, his eyes deep and dark. He suddenly reached out and sat her on his lap.
"What are you doing..." Chu Hongyu froze.
She instinctively wanted to struggle, but dared not move too much for fear of dislodging his IV drip.
Even worse, she could clearly sense the abnormality in his body!
His intense body heat seeped through her thin shirt, burning her skin.
The young boss was clearly confronting her very firmly!
So all the sounds got stuck in her throat.
Ning Bingyu said with his eyes closed, "Weren't you just looking at this? That's right, I'm like this all the time. It's been like this all day, and you're not the only one who's feeling uncomfortable."
Chu Hongyu blushed furiously, wishing she could disappear into the ground.
She tried to push him away in shame and anger, but Ning Bingyu rested his chin on her shoulder and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I'm dizzy. Can you sit still and talk properly?"
Chu Hongyu wanted to say, "Is this what you call sitting properly?"
You're clearly being a scoundrel!
But she didn't know why she didn't break free; her body felt like it was filled with lead, and she sank heavily into his arms.
Ning Bingyu's tone was laced with a hint of laziness and self-deprecation: "I know you don't want to be associated with me. If you don't even have this much insight, then I shouldn't be your boss."
His words were like a feather, gently brushing against Chu Hongyu's heart. She lowered her long eyelashes without making a sound.
He then changed the subject: "But now, things that shouldn't have happened have still happened."
Ning Bingyu slowly straightened her slightly disheveled sleeves, his voice slightly hoarse: "We are both adults, and there are some things we can talk about properly."
Chu Hongyu endured the slight physical shiver caused by his touch and looked at him: "What do you want to talk about?"
Ning Bingyu raised his eyes, his almond-shaped eyes behind his glasses staring quietly at her: "I don't consider myself a boss who can take whatever he wants, but I still want to ask you, do you hate me?"
Chu Hongyu met his gaze for a moment; she was a smart woman and knew what he meant by those words.
The ward was so quiet that the only sound was their breathing.
She sat on Ning Bingyu's lap and could clearly feel the tension in his body and the heat through his clothes.
The scent of his usual cologne lingered in the air.
The eldest son of the Hong Kong government had not experienced the struggles on the mainland and had the debauched manner of an old-fashioned young master from old Shanghai during the Republic of China era.
In Cantonese, it's called "stylish and classy".
Decadent and corrupt, a master of deception...
Like now, he's clearly trying to hook her.
She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a dark, gloomy shadow on her eyelids.
She had to admit that this kind of man was very much to her liking.
Perhaps she was never a good person to begin with.
Chu Hongyu raised her eyes and looked directly at Ning Bingyu, neither admitting nor denying it.
Her alluring fox-like eyes, at this moment, were like a deep pool, calm and still, yet concealing whirlpools.
Ning Bingyu looked at her, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly smiled: "It's rare to see you so quiet, just like I rarely have the patience to talk so much to a woman."
The man's warm breath brushed against her nose, his deep voice carrying a hint of seduction: "Chu Hongyu, have you noticed that we are actually the same kind of people?"
Chu Hongyu's heart skipped a beat. She instinctively tried to avoid his gaze, but it was as if she were trapped in an invisible net, unable to move.
Ning Bingyu said slowly and deliberately: "Selfish, self-centered, goal-oriented, cold-hearted..."
"Don't talk nonsense..." Chu Hongyu wanted to deny it.
But Ning Bingyu slightly curled his lips: "Chu Hongyu, you are not a frivolous woman, so you let me hug you because you don't dislike me, right?"
Chu Hongyu lowered her eyes: "What exactly are you trying to say?"
He remained calm and composed: "I want to say, if you weren't a heartless person at heart, you wouldn't have never considered being with me even though you were clearly moved, and would only have thought about how to use me to achieve your career goals."
He said with a hint of amusement, "Don't be angry. I'm not criticizing this behavior. It's just that, in the context of education in mainland China, your behavior would be classified as bad conduct and decadent thinking."
Chu Hongyu suddenly raised her eyes and said calmly—
"Should I consider being with the young master? What would we do together? Stay in Hong Kong and be his mistress?"
"You can't marry me, and I don't want to marry someone like you. I have things to do, and you have a business to inherit. Since it's already happened, let it go. Why does it have to be so clear, young master?"
As she finished speaking, a hint of undisguised impatience crept into her voice.
Ning Bingyu, enduring the dizziness brought on by the medication, leaned back against the headboard and chuckled softly: "You see, I told you, we're very similar. So, maybe we can try being true lovers. Two selfish people might be able to keep each other warm."
She didn't want to marry someone like him...
This was the first time he had been so clearly and decisively rejected by a woman.
Chu Hongyu didn't hide her mockery: "Sharing warmth? Young Master Ning, your way of keeping warm is quite unique. All those beauties around you aren't warm enough, so you have to drag me along?"
Ning Bingyu raised his eyes to look at her: "I've said it before, in my eyes, you are different from them."
Chu Hongyu calmly shook her head, her gaze clear and indifferent: "Every woman is different to you. In that case, young master should go find the next 'different' one."
She paused, her tone growing even colder: "If you're worried about drug residue and need women to satisfy your physiological needs, one of my work manuals contains the contact information of a whole bunch of female celebrities, all shapes and sizes, for you to choose from."
She paused, then gave a scornful look without any attempt to hide it: "As for me... being with the young master, I haven't seen any benefits that would move me yet."
Chu Hongyu originally thought Ning Bingyu would say, "I can give you anything you want."
These rich kids all follow the same pattern.
Unexpectedly, Ning Bingyu pondered for a moment and then nodded, saying, "You're right."
Chu Hongyu was truly stunned.
She had imagined countless possible reactions from Ning Bingyu, but she never expected him to admit it so readily.
Ning Bingyu looked at her, his eyes deep and alluring: "I admit, you're right, but I still think you should reconsider my suggestion."
He hesitated for a moment, then said, "As for the benefits... I'll think carefully about how to satisfy you."
The back-and-forth between the two was entirely in the style of negotiation, without the slightest hint of romance or ambiguity.
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