Lin Jingzhi was dressed in a white professional outfit, her face adorned with exquisite makeup, her hair cascading over her shoulders, exuding a captivating charm.
She had just stepped out of her sports car when she saw Sun Mengjie approaching quickly.
“Eh, it’s so late, and you’re still up?” Lin Jingzhi asked, a little surprised.
Sun Mengjie glanced at Lin Jingzhi, a fleeting trace of admiration in her eyes, then said, “President Lin, are you hungry? I know a great barbecue place. Shall we go eat?”
“Sure,” Lin Jingzhi agreed readily.
“President Lin, wait a moment, I’ll go change.”
“Alright.”
Sun Mengjie turned to head inside, but then Ye Qiu’s voice called out from the second floor.
“Lin Jie!”
Hearing Ye Qiu’s voice, Lin Jingzhi snapped her head up to look at him, her eyes brimming with affection, practically overflowing. She tossed the car keys to Sun Mengjie. “Go have barbecue by yourself!”
With that, she hurriedly dashed into the villa.
Sun Mengjie stood there, holding the keys, stunned. It wasn’t until she saw Lin Jingzhi reach the second floor and enter the room with Ye Qiu that she snapped out of it, stomping her feet in frustration.
“You bastard, just you wait! I’ll snatch President Lin back from you one day!”
…
Inside the room.
Lin Jingzhi wrapped her arms around Ye Qiu’s neck and said, “Why didn’t you tell me you were back? I could’ve picked you up.”
Ye Qiu smiled. “I wanted to surprise you, but who knew you wouldn’t be home.”
“I was at work.”
Ye Qiu looked at Lin Jingzhi and noticed that in just a few days apart, her face had grown noticeably thinner.
He said with concern, “Lin Jie, with so much going on at the company, you don’t have to handle everything yourself. Delegate some tasks to others. Look, it’s only been a few days, and you’ve already lost weight.”
“Without your nourishment, how could I not slim down?”
Lin Jingzhi winked at Ye Qiu, then whispered in his ear, “But it’s just my face that’s thinner. Other parts haven’t slimmed down at all.”
“I don’t believe you,” Ye Qiu said. “Unless you prove it.”
Lin Jingzhi, fully aware of Ye Qiu’s intentions, didn’t call him out. Instead, she played along with a smile. “Fine, I’ll prove it to you now.”
With that, she let go of his neck, stepped back, and slowly peeled off her professional outfit, then unbuttoned her inner layers until…
She stood completely bare!
Ye Qiu’s eyes widened instantly.
“Believe me now?” Lin Jingzhi asked, feigning shyness in a way that was utterly tantalising.
“I believe you. Lin Jie, you really do look slim in clothes but have plenty of curves underneath,” Ye Qiu said.
“Do you like it?”
“I do.”
“If you like it, what are you waiting for? Don’t you want to?”
A blatant hint.
Ye Qiu couldn’t help but marvel inwardly. If every woman were as understanding as Lin Jingzhi, chasing women would be so much easier for men.
He stepped forward, placed his hands on her shoulders, and said tenderly, “Lin Jie, I missed you so much.”
“Me too.” Lin Jingzhi closed her eyes, slightly tilting her chin up, offering herself freely.
Ye Qiu leaned down, about to kiss her, when Sun Mengjie’s voice came from outside.
“President Lin, I made you a cup of coffee. Shall I bring it in?”
The sudden interruption halted Ye Qiu’s move.
“It’s too late, I don’t want coffee,” Lin Jingzhi replied.
“Oh~” Sun Mengjie let out a faint, disappointed sound, then added, “President Lin, how about you bring Ye Qiu along, and we all go for barbecue? Or I could cook you a bowl of noodles?”
“I’m not hungry. Go to bed!” Lin Jingzhi said.
Unwilling to give up, Sun Mengjie pressed, “President Lin, I saw a cockroach in your room earlier…”
“It’s fine. With Ye Qiu here, I’m not afraid of anything.”
“President Lin, how about I get you some hot water to soak your feet before bed?”
“Enough, Mengjie, are you done nagging? Don’t disturb me and Ye Qiu resting,” Lin Jingzhi said, exasperated.
Sun Mengjie stood outside, clenching her fists, her cheeks puffed with anger.
Ye Qiu, always Ye Qiu!
President Lin actually called me annoying for Ye Qiu’s sake. I—I’m furious!
Before Sun Mengjie could leave, Lin Jingzhi’s voice suddenly rang out from the room, rising and falling in a mix of cries and moans.
In an instant, Sun Mengjie felt her heart shatter.
Tears welled up uncontrollably and spilled down her face.
“President Lin, why can’t you see how I feel about you?”
…
An hour later.
The room fell quiet.
Lin Jingzhi lay on Ye Qiu’s chest, her beautiful face still flushed from exertion, making her even more enchanting.
“Husband, I noticed you came back this time with even more stamina than before,” she said in a sweet, teasing tone. “I’d bought two boxes of sea dog pills for you, but it seems you won’t need them now.”
Ye Qiu chuckled. “My body’s in top shape. I don’t need supplements for stamina.”
“By the way, why did you rush off from Jiangzhou this time? Where’d you go?” Lin Jingzhi asked. “After the press conference that day, Tangtang asked me where you went, and I had to make up an excuse to brush it off.”
“She didn’t get upset, did she?” Ye Qiu asked.
“What, are you worried she’d be mad?” Lin Jingzhi countered.
“How could I be worried about that? She and I are just normal friends. But she came all the way from the capital to Jiangzhou to endorse us, and for free. If she got upset because of me, I’d have to apologise to her later,” Ye Qiu said.
“Don’t worry, she wasn’t upset,” Lin Jingzhi said with a smile. “Not only was Tangtang not mad, she wants to invest. She put three hundred million into our beauty salon.”
Ye Qiu was stunned.
“We didn’t need that investment originally, but I thought it over and agreed in the end. This way, it’ll create opportunities for you two.”
Lin Jingzhi giggled. “Tangtang’s gorgeous, rich, and a top celebrity. Husband, find a way to win her over. I want her as a sister.”
Here we go again!
Ye Qiu was speechless.
Most women dread their man flirting around, but Lin Jingzhi seemed to wish every beautiful woman in the world would end up with him.
Seeing Ye Qiu stay silent, she asked, “Husband, have you rested enough?”
“Mm,” Ye Qiu nodded.
“Then let’s keep going!” Lin Jingzhi flipped over, straddling him, and said, “I’ve learned a few moves from films lately. Don’t you dare beg for mercy later.”
Ye Qiu laughed heartily. “Lin Jie, you say that every time, but it’s always you begging in the end…”
Beep beep beep—
Suddenly, the phone on the bedside table rang.
The caller ID displayed three characters.
Ninth Thousand Years!
