Chapter 48 Hormones and Fleeting Sensual Impulses...
Chapter 48
Before we knew it, the movie was nearing its end.
Wei Ya's character finally made an appearance; at the wedding banquet of the male and female leads, she was one of the many guests who served as background figures.
Jiang Mingxu looked at Jin Ran, who had turned over several times because of her uncomfortable sleeping position, but in the end she didn't wake her up. After a long silence, she felt that she couldn't let her sleep on the sofa, so she bent down and picked Jin Ran up in a princess carry.
As soon as he pulled her into his arms, Jin Ran, feeling the warmth of his body, unconsciously snuggled closer to him, her fair cheek pressed against his chest, as if searching for the most comfortable position, which made Jiang Mingxu's forehead veins throb.
He even doubted at one point whether she was actually asleep.
"Thud—"
As I stood up, a book fell from my clothes to the ground.
Jiang Mingxu endured for a while, but finally had to use one hand to hold the woman's restless arm and bend down to pick up the book with his other hand. Under such circumstances, he really couldn't spare any time to do anything else, so he had to carry her to the door first. He left the room and was about to go downstairs when Jiang Xuli, who heard the noise next door, quietly pushed open the door.
Their eyes met, and both father and son remained silent.
However, Jiang Mingxu was a mature adult after all, and his face showed no abnormality. He simply said, "Turn off the projector inside for me."
Jiang Xuli: "Huh? Oh."
The boy nodded in agreement, then casually glanced at Jin Ran nestled in his father's arms, as if nothing had happened, and asked, "Is she asleep?"
Jiang Mingxu nodded, and before leaving, he unusually said, "It's getting late, you should go to sleep too."
Jiang Xuli: Oh, why is his dad being so agreeable today?
"good."
That's what he said.
The father and son parted ways on the third floor.
Jiang Xuli watched the two leave before slowly shuffling into their home theater in his slippers. In the dim light, he turned off the projector, secretly regretting his decision—he shouldn't have come out to see this; witnessing such a scene was truly embarrassing.
Thinking of how Jin Ran had nestled in her father's arms earlier, the boy couldn't help but purse his lips. She could fall asleep while watching a movie; she was just like a little kid.
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Jin Ran slept very soundly and woke up feeling refreshed the next day.
She felt that she would probably never be troubled by insomnia in her life—if she really couldn't sleep, a little alcohol would solve the problem.
However, looking at the familiar bedroom furnishings, his brain belatedly realized—wasn't he watching a movie with Jiang Mingxu on the third floor last night?
She was very sleepy at the time, but not to the point of losing consciousness. The movie was boring and long, but the plot made her suddenly realize something: candlelight dinner, private cinema, carefully prepared gifts...aren't these all classic scenes when the male lead celebrates the female lead's birthday?
Jin Ran even recalled the moment of annoyance she felt when she discovered the truth, but because she hadn't prepared a gift, she didn't immediately offer her congratulations, instead planning to make it up to her later.
Jin Ran was so sleepy that her head bobbed up and down, and she leaned against Jiang Mingxu's shoulder in a daze. Actually, she had woken up the moment they touched and originally intended to move away quietly, but in the process, her lips accidentally brushed against something.
The touch was very light, and the slightly cool skin showed that the new stubble was short and hard. The rough feeling brought about by the friction of the lips was like being crushed hard, causing an unbearable itch.
Realizing what it was, Jin Ran froze, too afraid to wake up.
She could feel Jiang Mingxu looking at her, his burning gaze almost tangible, so hot that the wine she had drunk seemed to evaporate. She could only close her eyes tightly and try to convince herself that she was asleep. As she tried, she eventually drifted off to sleep.
So... he's the one who brought me back?
The thought of that scene made Jin Ran feel inexplicably ashamed.
However, she also felt that after a night, Jiang Mingxu had probably forgotten, just as she had forgotten the force with which he pinched her waist, leaving almost a ring of marks around it.
And so, Jin Ran successfully convinced herself and began to wash up and put on makeup.
She picked out a light apricot-colored silk shirt and a high-waisted A-line skirt from the wardrobe, zipped them up, and the well-tailored style accentuated her slender waist while also... looking quite serious.
There was no way around it; ever since becoming a teacher, she had basically said goodbye to crop tops, shorts, and collarbone skirts, and her style of dress gradually shifted towards a more dignified and authoritative direction.
Just by standing there, you're a teacher.
She looked in the mirror and felt somewhat dissatisfied, realizing that she had aged five years in an instant.
But little do they know that others will perceive it differently.
When I went downstairs, Jiang Mingxu was drinking coffee. The man seemed to have recently developed a liking for coffee and enjoyed this bitter beverage.
Hearing the noise, he looked up.
The morning sunlight streamed through the French windows, casting a slanted glow on Jin Ran, as if she were draped in a thin layer of pale gold mist. Apricot is a color that makes most people look dark, but Jin Ran wore it very well. Her exposed collarbone and neck were so white that it was almost unreal. The skirt was long enough to reach her ankles, and her slender legs were faintly visible as she walked.
Not to mention the cleverness in her eyes and brows, like a pool of stagnant water infused with vitality, stirring up the spring sunshine.
His gaze was deep and sharp, fixed straight on, with no intention of looking away.
Jin Ran paused as she walked downstairs.
Oh no, it feels like the other person still remembers what happened last night?!
This realization made Jin Ran stop breathing, and the mental preparation she had just made crumbled once again.
Her ears burned and her cheeks tightened, but she had to appear calm on the surface. She sat down opposite the man with a glass of soy milk with a little sugar, glancing up at the third floor: "Where's Xiao Li?"
Jiang Mingxu noticed her nervousness and a smile appeared in his eyes: "The tutor asked him to review the memorization in the morning, and he left half an hour ago."
Since asking Xu Zhen to tutor Jiang Xuli, Jin Ran hadn't inquired about the tutoring arrangements, but she didn't expect the other party to be so dedicated.
I was quite touched and decided to ask Chef Wang to cook some of his signature dishes this weekend to treat him properly.
The two finished breakfast together. During the meal, the occasional glances from across the table made Jin Ran feel extremely uncomfortable. After breakfast, they went out in the car together. The atmosphere inside the small car became even more ambiguous.
Jin Ran had never felt that the person next to her had such a strong presence.
This presence is strong and powerful, like a rich wine that can penetrate any obstacle, its flavor spreading everywhere.
Even though he was no longer looking at her, she could still feel his gaze. Occasionally, when she looked up, Jiang Mingxu would also notice something. Their eyes would meet in the air, and they would be stunned, then their gazes would remain intertwined like strands of silk.
Several times, she could sense that the atmosphere between them had progressed to a certain point, just one step away from breaking through the last thin layer of paper.
At this moment, Jiang Mingxu suddenly spoke up: "How is the investment attraction going?"
Jin Ran was still wondering how she should react if she broke the ice—whether to be reserved or remain aloof—when she was suddenly asked such a question and didn't quite catch her off guard.
Jiang Mingxu then said, "I still don't know how well the promotion plan I revised for you last time went."
Jin Ran instantly understood.
That outstanding proposal, which she wanted to frame, was Jiang Mingxu's masterpiece. A businessman like him is likely very confident in himself, and seeing that the "project" was not progressing, he would definitely inquire about the situation.
"There has been some progress."
Jin Ran said this.
At the same time, the tension gradually eased, and the discomfort subsided.
She thought about it and felt there was nothing she couldn't say, so she told Jiang Mingxu about the arrangements the principal had made for her. When she mentioned the "parents' visit," she realized that the person in front of her was also a student's parent, and a very wealthy one at that.
He asked with a smile, "Mr. Jiang, would you like to come?"
I remember when I first interviewed at Wencheng Middle School, Xu Zhen told me some inside information that the Science and Technology Association would fund Wencheng to establish a foundation and promote a "prestigious school + enterprise" cooperation model. However, I never heard about it again after I entered the school.
Jiang Mingxu did not immediately agree, but instead asked, "Does Teacher Jin want me to go?"
The couple, one addressed as President Jiang and the other as Teacher Jin, spoke in a polite tone that sounded strangely funny at that moment.
Jin Ran blinked and admitted frankly, "Of course I hope so! You're the president of Mingji Technology. If you came to our school, the principal would line the streets to welcome you. Besides, you've never been to our school before, right? If Xiao Li sees you at school, she'll definitely be overjoyed."
When it comes to work, her mind is always quick.
Jiang Mingxu pretended to be deep in thought, and finally nodded with a smile when the other party was so nervous that he could hardly breathe: "I will go and take a look if I have time."
"That's a deal, no backing out."
"Um."
Upon seeing the large stone plaque at the entrance of Wencheng Middle School, Jin Ran, who was about to be late, quickly grabbed her bag and unbuckled her seatbelt. As she got out of the car, Jiang Mingxu called out to her again and handed her a book: "The things you left behind last night, return them to their rightful owner."
Jin Ran accepted it without much thought.
As the car drove away, she stood at the school gate, which was full of students, watching the figures that had long since disappeared from sight, unsure whether she felt regret or relief.
She wasn't stupid; she had long noticed the change in Jiang Mingxu's attitude towards her during this period. At first, she thought he was moved by the original owner of the body, but later, when she discovered that he had discovered her secret, it would be a lie to say she wasn't happy.
She also happened to have some admiration and affection for Jiang Mingxu.
However, this slight liking is the same as liking a little lily or finding roadside flowers and plants cute—it's superficial and not profound. She herself doesn't know how things will develop in the future.
Call her cold and hard, call her heartless. If she were seventeen or eighteen, Jin Ran might have had a passionate romance with Jiang Mingxu, driven by hormones and fleeting sensual impulses. But the problem is that she is now twenty-five, a mature and stable adult who has lived two lives and has long passed the stage of acting recklessly because of a little bit of attraction.
If she were to enter into a new relationship in the future, it would undoubtedly be a relaxed one, one that leaves her feeling completely at ease.
If even she thinks this way, then it's even less likely that Jiang Mingxu, who is ten years older than her, would agree.
So in the car, even though the atmosphere had reached a suitable level, neither of them brought up the point.
Jin Ran shook her head. Forget it, she had a lot of things to do right now, and she'd just let things take their course when it came to relationships.
Thinking this, she arrived at the office with a mature expression. There were still ten minutes before the time to clock in. After preparing her materials, she still had some free time. While idly browsing, she glanced at the novel she had been carrying and casually opened it.
A moment later.
puff--
She still can't be mature!
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