Chapter 121 Deliberate Seduction
On March 3, just after the State Council General Office issued a notice requiring mutual recognition of health codes across regions, Shanghai announced that it would lower its emergency response level to Level II.
With the upgrade of the Suishen Code, high-risk groups can be accurately identified, and the entire city is resuming work and production in an orderly manner.
Jiang Chuan also received a negative nucleic acid test result on this day, ending his long treatment period and being successfully discharged from the CDC.
As Lin Yu stepped out of the building, a light drizzle began to fall. He stood quietly beside the car, holding a black umbrella.
The black wool coat accentuated her slender and tall figure. Jiang Chuan walked quickly closer, and the two embraced gently through their masks, raindrops tapping softly on the umbrella.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Jiang Chuan took off his mask and glanced at Lin Yu's solemn and serious attire, then chuckled softly. "Banban, you don't look like you're here to pick someone up, you look like you're sending me off."
Lin Yu did not respond to Jiang Chuan's joke, but simply stared at him quietly, his gaze carefully tracing his face.
More than a month had passed since I last saw him, and he had lost a lot of weight. His cheeks were sunken from his cheekbones, and his slightly long bangs covered his eyebrows and eyes, making his originally delicate features look even more melancholy and deep.
His lips were a sickly pale pink, but his eyes remained bright, gleaming with a chilling light in the dimly lit carriage.
"How do you feel?" she asked softly, her fingertips gently tracing his thick eyelashes, sliding down his high nose bridge, and finally stopping at the small black mole on the tip of his nose.
Jiang Chuan closed his eyes and chuckled softly, holding her restless fingers, a ticklish sensation spreading from her eyelashes to the depths of his heart.
"I feel a little hungry," he said softly.
"What do you want to eat?" Lin Yu smiled at him, a rare gentleness in her eyes, then withdrew her hand and fastened his seatbelt.
"Whatever." Lin Yu started the car, turned the steering wheel, and drove towards Jiang Chuan's house.
The rain intensified, the dense raindrops pounding against the windshield with a sharp, pattering sound. Water droplets sprayed up from the overpass, and distant streetlights cast blurry halos in the rain.
Jiang Chuan leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes to rest, and silence flowed naturally between the two of them, broken only by the rhythmic sound of the windshield wipers.
The dull patter of rain on the car roof woke Jiang Chuan. Opening his eyes, he saw only fine water droplets on the windshield, which, illuminated by the taillights of the car in front, spread out in a dark red hue, like the slowly blinking eyes of a lurking beast.
He tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on Lin Yu.
I saw her hands firmly on the steering wheel, calmly watching the traffic ahead, the car moving slowly on the slippery road, maintaining a just-right distance from the car in front.
"Are you used to driving it?" Jiang Chuan asked, his voice still hoarse from just waking up.
The car Lin Yu was driving was the one Jiang Chuan had given her. He remembered that he chose it because it was small and easy for her to park.
"This car is too expensive... I'm unemployed right now, I can't afford to maintain it." Lin Yu kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead, not daring to pay attention to Jiang Chuan's expression. "I'll take you home later, then we can return it to its rightful owner."
“You know, as long as you ask, this isn’t a problem.” Jiang Chuan leaned back in his seat, turning his whole body towards her. “So, all you want to return is the car, or something else?”
"Besides the car, what else did you leave with me?" Lin Yu finally glanced at him sideways, deliberately throwing this difficult topic back at him, bracing himself to accept Jiang Chuan's scrutiny.
"You little ingrate," Jiang Chuan chuckled, no longer pressing her for an answer. "You can drive the car first; it'll be easier to get to the hospital that way."
As the car drove off the elevated highway ramp, Jiang Chuan suddenly remembered Lin Feng and casually asked, "How's your aunt doing lately?"
"There's one last chemotherapy session left. The doctor said they need to see the test results in the next few days before deciding on the final treatment plan."
Lin Yu hasn't visited his aunt in the hospital for a long time, and recently they've only been able to communicate by phone.
Each time they video chatted, Lin Feng seemed thinner and more tired than the last time, wearing the brown-yellow woolen hat that her mother had bought for her.
His cheeks were pale, and his eyes were like two lifeless buttons sunken in their sockets. Even smiling seemed difficult, like a rag doll whose energy had been slowly drained away.
But he still had to force himself to joke with her, saying that he had finally achieved his goal of losing weight, something he had never been able to do in his life.
"After chemotherapy, take her to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor." Jiang Chuan's hand naturally touched the back of Lin Yu's neck, his thumb gently stroking behind her ear. "And while we're at it, we'll give you some treatment too."
"Me?" Lin Yu didn't react for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Jiang Chuan, who was recovering from a serious illness in the passenger seat. It was Jiang Chuan who needed more care.
Jiang Chuan understood Lin Yu's meaning, chuckled softly, and ran his fingertips through her hair, gently rubbing the back of her neck. "Don't you always have trouble sleeping? I'll come with you then, so you can rest assured."
Lin Yu does indeed have many dreams. Even if he goes to bed early, he still feels uncomfortable all over when he wakes up, as if he has stayed up all night.
She herself didn't take this problem seriously, but he always remembered it, and not only remembered it, but always put it into practice. A warm feeling suddenly rose in her chest, and the car turned a corner, entering a quiet, tree-lined road.
Jiang Chuan looked at the unfamiliar street scenes on both sides and raised an eyebrow slightly. "This doesn't seem to be the way home?"
"Didn't I say I'd make it up to you?"
Jiang Chuan wisely refrained from asking further questions and sat back down, quietly waiting for the surprise she would bring.
Five minutes later, the car stopped at a secluded riverbank.
The rain intensified. Large raindrops pounded against the roof and windshield, creating a rumbling sound like restless drumbeats inside the enclosed car.
Lin Yu took a deep breath, turned off the car, and the engine's hum stopped abruptly, leaving only the sound of raindrops hitting the car window.
The heartbeat grew clearer and clearer, almost drowning out the sound of the rain, pounding against the ribs again and again, creating a series of intense symphonies in the chest cavity with the blood as the catalyst.
It was the first time she had done this, and her fingers unconsciously gripped the steering wheel tightly. Fine sweat seeped from her palms, and she had to swallow repeatedly to suppress the churning agitation in her throat.
Before I even unbuckled my seatbelt, a wave of heat was already creeping up my neck.
Jiang Chuan simply turned his head to gaze at her, his left hand loosely resting on the gear shift, his right hand casually placed on his knee, and a faint smile playing on his lips.
Lin Yu leaned closer, but deliberately bypassed his left hand, which was so close, and instead covered the back of his right hand, which was resting on his thigh.
His fingers were long and cold, with pale blue veins faintly visible beneath his pale skin, carrying the chill of early spring.
Lin Yu clenched his fingers, laboriously squeezing each of his icy fingertips into his palm, using his own warmth to melt them inch by inch.
"Why is it so cold?" Her voice was very soft, with a barely perceptible tremor at the end, whether from nervousness or some long-suppressed emotion stirring within her.
“But you are so warm.” Jiang Chuan suddenly grabbed Lin Yu’s hand, his well-defined knuckles forcefully squeezing between her fingers, their fingers interlocking little by little, while the back of her hand was firmly pressed against his leg.
He was wearing gray sweatpants today, and through the thin cotton fabric, his taut muscles rose and fell slowly with his breathing, accumulating a dangerous power.
Lin Yu suddenly felt a little thirsty, but met his dark gaze and smiled. "Yeah, want it a little warmer?"
Her voice was pure, but her eyes shone with a dazzling allure, as if boundless tenderness and affection flowed within them.
Jiang Chuan's breath hitched, and he stared at her intently. This silence was like tacit approval, or the last spark before a wildfire, fueling Lin Yu's arrogance.
She suddenly raised their clasped hands, parted her lips slightly, and took his long, slender middle finger into her mouth. The warm, soft touch instantly enveloped her, and she lowered her eyelashes, her tongue lightly brushing against the ring on his fingertip.
His eyes darkened, and his fingers twitched unconsciously, only to be immediately entangled by a nimble tongue, which licked them delicately like captured prey.
The pearly teeth traversed along the joints, nibbling suggestively at the joints, arousing a subtle shiver.
Lin Yu looked up at him, her eyelashes fluttering wetly like butterfly wings, her eyes so pure they were almost innocent. A glistening tear glistened at the corner of her lips, and a soft whimper escaped her throat. Their spirits and bodies were completely severed, betraying each other.
Jiang Chuan's expression remained calm, but the veins on his hand gripping the gearshift were bulging, and two extreme impulses were surging within him.
He wanted to gently wipe the moisture from her lips, yet he also wanted to grip the back of her neck and intensify this dangerous game. Softness and explosiveness screamed simultaneously, almost tearing him in two.
Gradually, his eyes became red, and his breathing became heavy and viscous.
Just as his rationality reached its limit, Lin Yu suddenly withdrew.
"Are you warm now?" Her eyes were full of triumphant smiles.
Jiang Chuan's Adam's apple bobbed as he glanced at her with a half-smile. "What do you think?"
He snapped out of his daze and was about to grab a tissue when Lin Yu grabbed his hand and pulled it down to his belt.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Chuan's back tensed instantly as he felt her soft fingers slip inside like an eel, following the grooves of his V-line and wrapping around his thigh.
"Does it still hurt?" Lin Yu asked softly, breathing out a breath, his fingertips tracing back and forth over the burn, as if to soothe or tease.
Jiang Chuan felt waves of unbearable itching that spread from the places she had touched, coursing through her body.
"It's been fine for a long time..." His Adam's apple bobbed, his voice was hoarse, and his gaze toward her became cloudy.
"I don't believe it..." Lin Yu chuckled softly, his finger slowly moving upwards following her lingering words, stopping at a certain spot. "Why is it still so hot here..."
"Is that so?" Even though he was being held tightly in her hand, Jiang Chuan still exuded a condescending indulgence. "Then what do you suggest we do?"
"How would I know? You're more experienced in these kinds of things." Lin Yu blinked his eager eyes, his expression devoid of any malice. "How did you manage inside these past few days?"
Jiang Chuan chuckled at her antics, indulging her free exploration. "How sexually frustrated do you think I am? So sick I can't even get out of bed, yet I still find ways to relieve myself?"
Lin Yu tilted his head and continued to speculate. "Have you ever used... a photo from your wallet?"
Jiang Chuan's breath hitched; he almost immediately understood Lin Yu's meaning. His voice was low and hoarse, carrying a hint of warning. "How old are you in the photo... I'm not that old..."
“Then next time…” Lin Yu leaned closer to his ear, her lips lightly brushing against his earlobe. “We can take some different photos. Doesn’t Attorney Jiang like photography?”
"What's different?" Jiang Chuan asked knowingly, his breathing becoming heavier with her movements.
"Hmm..." Lin Yu paused for a moment, then a sly smile curled his lips. "How about those photos that are only shown to you?"
"you..."
The unspoken words were all bitten off by Lin Yu's lips. Before Jiang Chuan could react, she loosened her belt and buried her head deeply.
"No..." Jiang Chuan groaned, swallowing with difficulty as his Adam's apple bobbed on his taut neck. A familiar yet strange pleasure washed over him like a tide.
He tried to pull Lin Yu up, but she pushed him away. Jiang Chuan felt himself being swept up by some invisible force, his emotions rising and falling with Lin Yu's movements, making him restless.
Like a rudderless boat, she was tossed and turned in the storm of passion, sometimes pushed to the crest of a wave, sometimes plunged into a dark whirlpool.
Lin Yu's movements were hesitant and awkward. He held her hand, occasionally looking up at her. His lips were a strikingly vibrant color, making his skin appear even whiter and his eyes even darker.
The scene resembles a bizarre religious oil painting, where purity and sensuality intertwine within a small space.
Jiang Chuan's usually perfect self-control finally cracked, and his fingers unconsciously ran through her hair, tightening in the silky black strands, guiding the rhythm of this sacrifice.
Near the end, he grabbed Lin Yu by the back of the neck and pulled her away, but there was still no way to avoid it. Lin Yu subconsciously closed her eyes and licked the corner of her lips with the tip of her tongue. This unintentional action made Jiang Chuan's temples throb violently. He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her deeply.
The kiss was like that of trapped beasts locked in battle, their lips and teeth colliding and tasting blood, their entangled breaths burning hot and sending shivers down one's spine.
They recounted the days and nights of their separation over their lips and tongues, until Lin Yu suffocated and crumpled the fabric of his clothes, at which point Jiang Chuan stepped back slightly.
She collapsed into his arms, panting heavily. Through her blurry vision, she saw Jiang Chuan pull out a tissue, run his thumb across her chin, and carefully wipe her face clean.
His movements were gentle, as if he weren't the one who had just tried to devour her alive.
The rain gradually subsided, leaving only the sound of their breathing inside the car. Jiang Chuan rolled down the window a crack, letting the breeze carry away the lingering fragrance inside.
"Didn't you not like it?" He still remembered Lin Yu's fierce resistance the first time.
“This time is different,” Lin Yu said vaguely, tying his hair back.
Jiang Chuan didn't press further. Looking at her face, still flushed from the warm breeze, he reached out and brushed his hand across her lips, erasing the last trace of intimacy. "So, is this compensation or a reward?"
"What's the difference?" Lin Yu asked knowingly, and chuckled at him.
"Whatever it is, let's try a different approach next time." Jiang Chuan was unsure of Lin Yu's attitude towards him, but he was in a good mood and didn't press her for an answer.
"What?" Lin Yu looked up at him, her eyes still glistening with tears.
Jiang Chuan simply smiled and fastened her seatbelt. "Because in matters like this, my first priority is that you're happy."
"Besides... if I had to do it again, I'd give my life for you."
His thumb brushed against her burning cheek. "Shall we go? I'm really hungry this time."
The car drove back onto the wet streets after the rain, and Lin Yu set the navigation to the nearest shopping mall.
She brushed the raindrops off the windshield and suddenly saw Jiang Chuan turn to her and ask, "Any progress on work? Do you need any help?"
Lin Yu stared at the changing traffic lights ahead and shook his head. "Not for now. I want to get my driver's license first. I've been preparing on and off for the past two years, and now that the policy has been relaxed, it's an opportunity."
A few days ago, she went to Mr. Zhang's company with a carefully prepared PPT to complete the employee training that had been arranged before the Chinese New Year.
It's clear that General Manager Zhang values this training, or perhaps he's doing Jiang Chuan a favor. In any case, the first training session was very well received, and the company intends to establish a long-term partnership with Lin Yu.
She had prepared for this training for a long time, carefully polishing every knowledge point. Her explanations were insightful and easy to understand, and the atmosphere on site was very enthusiastic. Lin Yu also found areas for improvement in her system based on everyone's feedback.
Everything is difficult at the beginning, but after taking the first step, Lin Yu found that things were actually simpler than he had originally imagined.
She also realized from this experience that technology is only one link in the career chain. If she wants to go further, she must know how to use her knowledge to serve people.
Jiang Chuan simply nodded slightly upon hearing this, trusting that she could handle it better. "It's good that you know what you're doing."
“You’ve already helped me a lot. The side job your senior introduced isn’t cheap.” Although Zhang Hengyuan repeatedly told her to keep it a secret, they were both adults, and Lin Yu knew he hoped she would appreciate Jiang Chuan’s kindness.
"This kid really can't keep secrets." Jiang Chuan chuckled, gently rubbing his temples with his knuckles. "Don't feel guilty. Relationships are meant to be used, and besides, someone always has to do the work."
"I don't want to settle things with you so meticulously, I just don't want other factors to interfere with my judgment." Lin Yu hoped that her feelings for Jiang Chuan were pure, and that they could still stand firm after stripping away all external temptations.
"Understood." Jiang Chuan's tone was knowing, yet surprisingly calm. The car fell silent briefly, with only the occasional beeping of the navigation system's notifications.
After a moment, he spoke again. "I need to take care of company matters these few days. I'll come see you this weekend when I'm free."
Recalling the conversation that had been repeatedly postponed, Lin Yu nodded slightly.
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