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Without even being married, she had already given everything to him. What else could this be but foolishness? Fueled by anger, she planned to drag him back and teach him a lesson, but Nan Jing arrived first.
Before Lan Qi could utter a word of inquiry, she handed over a document. Lan Qi was momentarily taken aback by this action. After opening it and reading, a smile blossomed on her face like the spring breeze.
"Little Jing, you just got back from work, right? It must have been tough. Come in, Aunt Lan will make you something delicious."
Nan Jing replied politely, "No thanks, Aunt Lan. Yun Zhi Yue is still waiting for me at the apartment to cook dinner. I’ll eat when I get back."
Lan Qi's smile widened. "You child, you're just spoiling her. Next time, let her do the cooking! Aunt Lan will pack some fruit for you two to take home. Just wait a moment."
With a cheerful demeanor, Lan Qi entered the house and placed the transfer documents for Nan's Holdings into the safe before going to fetch the fruit.
Nan Jing was quite clever; whatever Yun Zhi Yue gave him, he returned double, showing his sincerity. It seemed he was deeply in love with Yun Zhi Yue. Her daughter was indeed fortunate; good days were ahead.
Meanwhile, Yun Zhi Yue lay sprawled on the couch in their apartment. When she saw Nan Jing return unscathed, a flicker of confusion crossed her eyes. Her mother hadn’t gone mad; something was off.
"Nan Jing, how did you manage my parents?" Yun Zhi Yue asked as she approached him in the kitchen while washing vegetables.
Seeking advice on sincerity? Nan Jing lightly touched her red lips, hinting at something more.
Yun Zhi Yue averted her gaze—not out of shyness but because she felt a bit overwhelmed. She did have some feelings for Nan Jing, but work always made things tedious.
In a standoff like this, momentum mattered; if her energy waned, her strategy would stagnate. She felt unmotivated.
Seeing that Nan Jing wanted to kiss her again, Yun Zhi Yue pretended not to notice. "Wow, your sweet and sour ribs smell amazing! Let me taste a piece first."
Nan Jing’s expression darkened for a moment as she reached for the plate to avoid him. He firmly grasped her chin to make her look at him and slowly leaned in closer.
Yun Zhi Yue frowned slightly. "Nan Jing, I’m hungry; let me eat."
As she spoke, she reached out for the ribs but was pulled back by his arm, her fingers barely brushing against the sauce.
Yun Zhi Yue felt a surge of irritation and glanced over at him just as her fingers warmed up.
Nan Jing took her finger into his mouth and sucked on it gently, causing Yun Zhi Yue to freeze in place as their eyes met—his filled with desire—making her cheeks flush suddenly.
What are you doing?
Yun Zhi Yue bit her fingertip lightly, trembling slightly as she pulled her hand back and tried to run away, but she was drawn back again by the sensation.
There was no escaping.
With a firm grip on her waist, Nan Jing held her close, their foreheads touching. The soft brush of Lip Petals felt almost ethereal, and the warmth of his breath enveloped her face.
Yun Zhi Yue felt a surge of anger and moved closer, pressing her lips against Nan Jing's and biting down fiercely.
In Nan Jing's eyes, a shadow flickered and faded as he opened her lips with his kiss.
She had no idea when the fire in the kitchen was turned off; all she knew was that she hadn’t eaten, while Nan Jing had already started.
Though they were still in the kitchen, most of her clothes had come undone, and an inexplicable sense of shame washed over her heart.
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