Chapter 75: Aren’t You Playing Too Wildly?
The light of the fire flickered, illuminating his chiseled face.
Jiang Tingwan did not respond immediately when she heard Song Zhi's frivolous proposal.
Her face was calm.
Song Zhi watched Jiang Tingwan slowly approaching, and the elegant and unique fragrance on her body penetrated into his nostrils.
The scent wasn't as strong as that of the other women in the club, but it had a refreshing and cool feel.
Then, Jiang Tingwan gently placed her hand on his.
A delicate and soft touch came over me, and the hands seemed to be carefully woven with the finest silk, so tender and smooth.
Her fingertips were slightly cool, and in this warm private room, people felt a special kind of comfort.
She slid her hand slowly along his, each touch like the brush of a feather, making her heart tremble slightly, and slowly opened his palm.
Their hands were pressed together, and the delicate touch made him feel a little dazed.
Song Zhizheng thought to himself that she was nothing special.
He would not work with a woman who tried to take shortcuts like this.
Next second.
Suddenly, he felt a chill on his palm, pulling him back to reality from his beautiful thoughts.
Look down.
A folder was covering his hands.
Jiang Tingwan stood up and smiled faintly.
"Mr. Song, why don't you take a look at this first?"
She stood up slowly, her skirt brushing past his knees.
"Work with me and your plans can be advanced by two months."
The woman's figure was against the light, her hip skirt outlined her graceful waist and hip line, and her high heels stepped silently on the carpet, but it seemed like they were stepping on Song Zhi's nerves.
He lowered his eyes, and the warmth of her fingertips seemed to still remain in his palm.
Soft, smooth, ambiguous sliding, and then pulled out decisively.
He suddenly found it interesting.
He raised his hand and dialed the phone, his voice was low: "Check Jiang Tingwan, what's her background."
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Jiang Tingwan had just walked out of the corridor when she suddenly bumped into a man at the corner.
The moment our eyes met, a flash of calculation flashed across his eyes.
Before she could react, he suddenly grabbed her wrist with amazing force and dragged her directly into another dimly lit box.
"you--"
She frowned and was about to speak, but he pulled her to sit on his lap.
Jiang Tingwan lowered her head and saw a head of gray hair buried in her chest. The hair rubbed against her collarbone, making her so itchy that she subconsciously wanted to push it away.
But the boy grabbed her wrist with his backhand and lowered his voice:
"Sister, don't move."
Outside the door, a group of burly men in black passed by and glimpsed the scene in the box through the glass.
The woman sat on the man with her legs apart, her white and slender legs exposed from under her skirt, shining softly under the dim light.
The man's face was buried tightly in her chest, as if he was greedily absorbing something.
They just paused slightly and then left in a hurry, having already become accustomed to the ambiguous scenes in the box.
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The footsteps faded away, and the man finally raised his head.
Under the gray hair is a fair and delicate face with slightly drooping eyes, looking innocent and harmless.
He blinked, his voice sounding a little aggrieved:
"I'm sorry, sister. I was not polite just now."
Jiang Tingwan said expressionlessly: "It's okay, just let go first."
But his fingers didn't move at all, instead they clenched even tighter.
"Sister, can you take me in for one night?"
He looked up with wet eyes, like a puppy drenched in the rain.
Jiang Tingwan sneered. What on earth does this guy want to do?
"You're asking for this right after we met?"
"That group of people came to arrest me," he said with a trembling voice and red eyes, "They are all vicious and ferocious. If you don't take me in, I will be caught and taken back."
"oh,"
She looked at him with such a pitiful look, but she was not moved at all. She said in a cold tone, "What does that have to do with me?"
She had been restrained by Song Zhi once today, and now she was being harassed by this inexplicable man. Her patience had long been exhausted.
But the boy seemed to be unable to hear her rejection. Instead, he moved closer, his breath almost brushing her earlobe:
"Please, sis."
His voice was hoarse and pitiful: "My father is a gambler and wants to mortgage me to a perverted rich woman... That woman is crazy, please be kind."
The word "sister" and "gambler" somehow reminded Jiang Tingwan of the past that Ruan Yue had mentioned.
The boy keenly caught the flash of relaxation in her eyes, but the next second, she still tried to pull away.
A dark light flashed in his eyes, and his arms suddenly tightened, pulling her back into his arms.
"elder sister,"
He leaned close to her ear, his voice was light and soft, but the strength in his hands was irresistible.
"If you don't agree, I won't let you go."
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Several weeks passed.
Lu Zhaoye forced himself not to look for her, but she kept coming to his mind uncontrollably.
Her cold face, the slightly raised corners of her lips, the faint scent of jasmine in her hair, and the cunning in her eyes when she was provocative.
But during this period of time, no one in the circle mentioned any news about Jiang Tingwan.
It was not until he came to her in person that he found out that she had already gone to Hong Kong City.
He finished the matters at hand almost immediately and flew to the port city overnight.
He wanted to ask her again, what was her relationship with Shen Guan?
As long as she said "it doesn't matter", he would not care about what happened between them.
In the morning, he stood in front of her door and rang the doorbell with his slender fingers.
His usually steady heartbeat inexplicably quickened a few beats. It was the first time he felt so nervous.
The door opened.
But it was not the face he had been thinking about day and night.
A gray-haired young man stood at the door, wearing a loose white T-shirt with a crooked collar, revealing several red marks on his neck.
Lu Zhaoye's eyes suddenly darkened.
This woman! How could she...
So maybe there is nothing between her and Shen Guan, because she falls in love with every man she meets!
How could she be like this...
And even if that's the case, you don't want that person to be him...!
He was about to rush in with a sullen face, but happened to run into Jiang Tingwan walking out of the bedroom.
She had obvious dark circles under her eyes and her hair was a little messy, obviously she didn't get enough sleep.
The moment their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze.
Jiang Tingwan's eyes swept between him and Wen Nian at the door, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Last night she finally softened her heart and brought back the boy who claimed he was being chased for debt.
He said his name was Wen Nian. Jiang Tingwan wanted to take him to the hotel, but he said everyone in the hotel knew him. Plus, he refused to let go, so she was too lazy to argue with him and had to take him back.
Who knew that he was allergic to the lilies in her vase, and she had to ask someone to buy medicine in the middle of the night.
"Sister, why did you wake up so soon?"
Wen Nian turned around, his tone so intimate that it was almost ambiguous.
The air pressure around Lu Zhaoye instantly dropped to freezing point.
He strode up to Jiang Tingwan, his voice frighteningly cold:
"Jiang Tingwan, can you explain?"
He thought that as long as she made up a reason, even if it was full of loopholes, he would choose to believe it.
But Jiang Tingwan just raised her eyes calmly: "What do you want to explain?"
There was no relationship between her and Lu Zhaoye.
What's more, she was dressed neatly and had a clear conscience, so what was there to explain?
She was still feeling irritated from not getting enough sleep, and both of them seemed to be annoying her.
Her nonchalant look completely hurt Lu Zhaoye.
Just as he was about to explode, the doorbell rang again.
Zhou Luoyao walked in with a paper bag in her hand, and said as she changed her shoes:
"Jiang Tingwan, I'll buy the toiletries you want—"
Halfway through her words, she finally noticed the strange atmosphere in the room and her voice stopped abruptly.
Zhou Luoyao's heart was beating like a drum, her eyes were wide open, and she threw the bag away.
What kind of shocking gossip is this?
He dragged Jiang Tingwan into the bedroom and slammed the door shut.
"No, no, no?"
She lowered her voice and poked Jiang Tingwan's shoulder excitedly with her fingers.
"Lu Zhaoye came to catch an adulterer? There's a gigolo at the door? You're being too wild!"
"Why didn't you tell me in advance!"
Jiang Tingwan's temples were throbbing: "I haven't had time yet..."
"Too late for a hell of a time!"
Zhou Luoyao interrupted her with great sorrow and pointed in the direction of the door.
"That gray-haired kid looks no more than 18 years old! How could you harm a minor? Lu Zhaoye and Shen Guan are just playing around, but if this gets out..."
"What do you mean underage..."
Jiang Tingwan frowned and was about to explain when a loud "crash" suddenly came from outside.
They both fell silent at the same time.
Zhou Luoyao was frightened by the noise and subconsciously hugged Jiang Tingwan's arm tightly.
The two looked at each other, wondering what had happened outside.
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