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Zhou Yu's smile froze; with that thought, he couldn't bring himself to laugh anymore.
After the lighthearted banter, Nan Jing lowered his voice. "I looked into that Yue Tong a couple of days ago. There’s no record of such a person in the country; she must have been born abroad. Which country was President Wang in when the incident happened?"
Zhou Yu's expression shifted slightly. "Are you suggesting that if they were critically injured and in need of rescue, it means they were indeed trying desperately to save Yun Zhi Yue? It shouldn't be the case."
Nan Jing scoffed. "A critical injury requiring rescue could stem from kindness or something else entirely. Who knows what he was thinking?"
Zhou Yu narrowed his eyes. "Following your line of reasoning, it is suspicious that a high school student was the first to arrive at the crime scene."
"If President Wang was abroad, then Yun's subsidiary is doing quite well there. Why not just ask Yun Shu directly?"
Nan Jing shook his head. "Yun Shu's handling of the situation is quite strange. It makes no sense to prevent Yun Zhi Yue from expressing her gratitude. We should investigate further first."
The two fell silent for a moment, and Nan Jing's expression darkened. "Still no news?"
Zhou Yu was taken aback. "Wait, I came all this way for these matters without even taking a sip of water, and you’re rushing me?"
Nan Jing stood up and poured a glass of cold water, placing it in front of him. "Drink."
Bang! The door slammed shut right in front of him.
Outside the door, Zhou Yu, having only taken half a sip of water and without even putting on his jacket, forced a smile and said, "Brother."
Yun Zhi Yue had kicked the tiger's butt and then bolted; after hiding in her room for several hours, she could no longer stay put.
Carefully opening the door, she peeked into the living room.
Not seeing anyone made her breathe a sigh of relief; they must have gone to work. Even though it was the weekend, Nan Jing, being the workaholic he was, never took a day off.
She worked diligently and never slacked off during her breaks; she was resolute about not being lazy.
Stepping out to let loose, she found the fridge already stuffed with fruits and snacks.
Joyfully grabbing a few bags, she dashed to the sofa and turned on the TV.
As she watched, an unsettling feeling crept over her—someone was watching her.
Mechanically turning her head slowly, she saw Nan Jing leaning against the doorway of the master bedroom in casual loungewear, looking at her with an amused expression.
Yun Zhi Yue dropped the dried pineapple she had been holding in shock and jumped up to run back to her bedroom.
In the middle of their struggle, Nan Jing suddenly grabbed Yun Zhi Yue by the waist and lifted her up, pressing her against the door. "Little short legs, where do you think you're running off to?" he mocked.
Yun Zhi Yue didn't have time to retort; she kicked and thrashed wildly. Nan Jing wasn’t about to let her escape. She was dressed lightly in a pure white short-sleeve shirt and gray casual pants.
As they wrestled, there was a loud tearing sound as her white shirt ripped from the collar down to her stomach. Yun Zhi Yue swore it wasn’t her doing, but it was quite timely. In a flurry, she pushed him away, trying to cover her exposed skin. "Get away, Nan Jing!"
The playful glint in Nan Jing’s eyes vanished as he pinned her hands behind her back. "You can't get away."
"Yun Zhi Yue, I told you not to wear such revealing clothes in front of me. You didn’t listen, so now you’ll face the consequences." He gazed at the half-exposed skin of her torso without any hesitation and lowered his head.
The softness of Lip Petals and the heat of his Tongue Tip instinctively made Yun Zhi Yue arch her body, as if offering herself up willingly.
"How thrilling," Reincarnation Stone excitedly counted.
A pleased laugh escaped Nan Jing's throat as he kissed her more boldly, leaving behind ambiguous red marks on her skin.
At that moment, Yun Zhi Yue's face flushed like a sunset, tears welling in her eyes as she protested, "You’re insane, Nan Jing! Let me go!"
He lifted his gaze, forcing Yun Zhi Yue to meet the desire swirling in his eyes as he leaned closer, wanting to kiss her lips.
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