Chapter 66 Can you withstand me doing it all night while I indulge my whims?
Su Ruan stared at the familiar figure downstairs, and her heart was gently tickled.
Three minutes?
Did he think she was a special forces soldier on emergency assembly?
She glanced down at her slippers, then slipped on her slippers and headed out the door.
As the elevator descends, my heart sways along with it.
As soon as I stepped out of the building, a gust of cold wind hit me, and I saw a figure standing next to the car.
Su Ruan ran up to him, slightly out of breath.
Yan Tingnan saw her running out with her hair down and slippers shuffling by.
He stubbed out his cigarette, his deep gaze sweeping over her.
Her hair was loose, her face was plain, and her curves were exquisite beneath a thin halter dress.
And those exceptionally fair feet, clad in sandals.
"How could you..."
Before Su Ruan could finish speaking, Yan Tingnan opened the back door of the car and tilted his chin inward.
"Get in the car."
Su Ruan had just sat down when Yan Tingnan also sat down from the other side.
After they got in the car, the driver tactfully got out to make room for them.
"What time do you close your showroom?"
"Around ten o'clock."
Su Ruan was slightly taken aback: "How did you know I went to the exhibition hall tonight?"
She clearly didn't mention it.
"Jing Huai was just doing the final confirmation when he saw you."
just?
Su Ruan scoffed inwardly.
Jing Huai is Yan Tingnan's shadow; his coincidence is exactly what Yan Tingnan intended.
The man was not physically present, but his eyes never left him.
The desire for control is truly ingrained in their bones.
But strangely enough, I don't dislike it.
"Working until 10 PM, what about dinner?"
"I forgot."
Su Ruan gave a mumbled reply, her stomach rumbling loudly at an inopportune moment, unusually clear in the quiet carriage.
Her face flushed, and she instinctively clutched her stomach.
Yan Tingnan turned to the side and grabbed a thermal food container.
The food box is made of rustic rattan and still retains a warm aftertaste.
"Take it."
He stuffed the food box into Su Ruan's arms.
The heavy, warm touch was transmitted to the palm through the rattan weave.
"What?" Su Ruan asked in confusion.
As soon as the lid was lifted, the rich aroma of herbs mixed with the mellow fragrance of old hen instantly filled the air.
The top layer is chicken broth, and the bottom layer is a bright yellow crab roe noodle dish.
The aroma of food instantly filled the enclosed carriage, tempting her empty stomach.
Then look at your own meager bucket of instant noodles, and the difference is immediately apparent.
"The ginseng chicken soup that Jin Yuan Kitchen has been simmering for a day."
"Your stomach can't stand being hungry, and it can't stand being angry."
"Staying up so late at the exhibition hall, how can you remember to eat?"
Su Ruan opened the chicken soup stew pot.
The chicken soup was skimmed clean of oil, leaving a few plump termite mushrooms and Chinese medicinal herbs at the bottom of the bowl.
She looked up, a playful glint in her eyes.
"Did President Yan switch to delivering food?"
Yan Tingnan ignored her teasing, took out a delicate porcelain spoon that had been prepared nearby, and put it into her hand.
"While it's hot."
"You said you were craving what I made, but I don't have time today, so use this mat for now."
Su Ruan's heart tightened.
He remembered every single word she said on the phone in Zurich: "I crave the food you made myself."
She scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup, blew on it, and asked deliberately.
"President Yan, wouldn't you call this a 'spare the rod and the carrot' approach?"
"You stand me up during the day, spending your time with your little white rabbit, and then try to shut me up with food at night?"
There are plenty of ways to shut you up.
He paused, staring at her as he continued.
"I can't cancel tonight's dinner."
His voice was slow and deliberate, as if he were explaining something.
"It was wrong of me to stand you up."
Su Ruan's heart skipped a beat, and the soup spoon she was using stopped in mid-air.
Did he admit his mistake?
This Buddha, untouched by dust, actually bowed its head?
Should I still try to appease her?
This contrast is stunning!
That's fucking infuriating.
"I'll make it for you after the Cocoon Breakthrough Exhibition ends."
"Do? What are you going to do, Mr. Yan?"
Su Ruan scooped up a spoonful of golden chicken soup, put it in her mouth, and swallowed the broth.
She looked up at him, her almond-shaped eyes curving into a smile, deliberately teasing him.
"Is it doing what you love?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Tingnan's gaze behind his glasses suddenly deepened.
He leaned forward slightly, his arm resting on the back of the chair behind her, half-enclosing her in an invisible enclosure.
His gaze slid from her rosy lips to her delicate collarbone, and then to her fair, rounded shoulders revealed beneath her sundress.
"Su Ruan".
"Don't you know how many all-nighters you've pulled?"
"Want to do it?"
His voice was extremely low, its husky magnetism brushing against her eardrums with a burning heat.
"We can do it now, without waiting for the Emergence of the Cocoon Exhibition."
"The back seats are spacious and the sound insulation is good."
Which method would you like to try?
"You can choose the place, either in the car or upstairs."
"If you want, I'll go all the way."
"But, can your withered bones withstand me working on you all night, indulging my whims?"
"Last time it was just an appetizer, I was afraid your hands would get tired."
"If I really get to eat meat and be served it, do you think it'll still be a trivial matter that you can easily deal with?"
"I've said it before, once we're in bed, I set the rules."
"You have no choice but to stop, and you have no choice but to slack off."
"What I want is to enjoy myself to the fullest, to devour everything in my body."
"If you can't get up tomorrow and it messes up our business, don't cry and blame me for not letting you get enough sleep."
Su Ruan's ears burned from his blunt and aggressive words.
She opened her mouth, wanting to retort, but found her throat tight and unable to utter a single word.
All his sharp wit crumbled before his naked declaration of desire.
"Yan Tingnan!"
She held it in for a long time, her face turning even redder.
She gritted her teeth, her voice filled with shame and anger.
"You, Buddha, certainly have a whole repertoire of ways to break the rules!"
"Who wants to do it with you right now!"
"asshole!"
Yan Tingnan chuckled softly, leaning back slightly, which lessened the oppressive feeling.
The tone of voice was also softened.
"It's until you've recovered enough and can handle me."
"I'm not asking you to drag yourself through half your life just to deal with my half-hearted approach."
"During this time, I need to get myself back to human form."
"Drink the chicken soup, then eat the noodles."
"Then, go home and sleep."
He raised his hand and gently pinched her cheek, a casual yet affectionate gesture.
Su Ruan: "..."
It's blocked again!
He was simply the nemesis of her language system!
It's the natural enemy that's specifically designed to counter her sharp tongue!
When she's being seductive, she's like a Buddhist disciple indulging in desire; when she gets assertive, she's like a demon king descending to earth!
She was so angry that her cheeks puffed up like a balloon pufferfish.
But she couldn't refute it; the exhibition hall was constantly running, and she was indeed exhausted to the point of collapse.
The exhibits will be arriving tomorrow, and Wen Wanwan and Su Shiwan are up to their old tricks again, so I need to be on my guard and deal with them.
Su Ruan glared at him angrily.
He grabbed his chopsticks and viciously stabbed at the bowl of bright yellow crab roe noodles.
Imagine the noodles as the awful man before you.
Fine, Yan Tingnan, you're ruthless!
Can't afford to offend them, can't afford to avoid them.
If I can't argue with that, I'll eat my fill first and save up my energy!
That sulky yet obediently eating look was seen by Yan Tingnan.
A hint of a smile flashed across his eyes, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but turn upwards.
Su Ruan put down her bowl, let out a satisfied sigh, feeling warm in her stomach and more refreshed.
The pent-up anger dissipated as the feeling of fullness returned.
"Are you full?" Yan Tingnan asked.
"Um."
Su Ruan responded irritably.
"Go back to sleep."
He reached out and wiped her lips with a tissue.
"I'll give you a piece of my mind."
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