"I... I..." She had no one to back her up.
Over the years, her life had only been a tiny bit better than Lin iqing’s. If her niece, Xu Bingqing, hadn’t been lucky enough to beco close friends with the Han Family’s future daughter-in-law, she, a woman with little education, would have had it much worse.
BOOM!
Sensing that things were about to go south, Xu Yun imdiately dropped to her knees, weeping bitterly. "I’m sorry, I’m really sorry."
"It was my fault for not recognizing a great man when I saw one. I offended you, sir... I... I know I was wrong."
One had to admit, shaless people like her had incredible ntal fortitude and no concept of dignity. A mont ago, she had been spouting grand rhetoric, vowing to make Lin iqing pay a heavy price. Now, she was kneeling before Lin iqing, tearfully recalling how close their relationship used to be and blaming herself for ever going against her. In short, she admitted she was completely and utterly in the wrong, hoping to gain Lin iqing’s forgiveness.
"Get lost," Shen Fanyun said, kicking Xu Yun away. "If there’s a next ti, you won’t be leaving here alive."
Without the slightest hesitation, Xu Yun scrambled to her feet and staggered away, vanishing from sight in an instant.
Lin iqing took a deep breath. The heavy weight on her heart had finally lifted. She felt an imnse sense of relief, and it was all thanks to Shen Fanyun.
How could a woman not love a man like this? It’s a sha Lin Jia is here right now. Otherwise, I would have to reward him properly. Whatever position he fancies, he could just na it! As long as I can do it, I won’t let him down.
"Director, thank you. I’m truly, truly grateful," Lin Jia said.
Shen Fanyun coughed twice and muttered, "An occasion like this calls for a celebration. A few drinks together would be perfect."
"Drinking?" Both Lin Jia and Lin iqing were lightweights, so they rarely kept any alcohol in the house.
"Yeah! If we had so, I’d definitely have a drink with you," Lin Jia agreed readily. "After all, you helped our family out in a big way."
"Are you an idiot?" Lin iqing said irritably. "If we don’t have any, can’t you just go buy so now?"
Realization dawned on Lin Jia as she smacked her forehead. "Oh, right! Should I go buy so now? You and the Director can wait for at ho?"
This was exactly what Shen Fanyun had been hoping for.
He nodded, his heart brimming with secret joy. "Go on, go on."
"By the way," he added, "the liquor in the small supermarkets nearby might not be authentic. You should go to a larger chain departnt store. Sorry to trouble you, Jiajia."
"Mission accepted!" Lin Jia waved and turned to leave.
Shen Fanyun gave Lin iqing a look. She followed him inside. Lin Jia would be back in half an hour at most; they had to hurry.
CLICK!
The mont Lin iqing opened the door, Shen Fanyun lunged like a starving wolf, grabbing her from behind and pushing her several steps forward. Lin iqing staggered, finding herself pressed back against the wall, her arms instinctively wrapping around him.
"So eager?" Lin iqing’s fingers gently caressed Shen Fanyun’s chin.
"Who’s to bla when you’re this tempting?" Shen Fanyun said with a teasing smile.
Lin iqing still favored dresses, as always. Shen Fanyun held her waist with one arm while his other hand slowly lifted her left leg. His index finger glided over her delicate skin. He seed to be appreciating a priceless work of art, unwilling to miss a single inch of her body.
As Shen Fanyun lifted her left leg, her skirt fell to one side. Her light blue underwear was now in full view. Shen Fanyun gently hooked the strap with a finger, then let it go with a soft snap, making Lin iqing instinctively clutch him tighter.
"I can’t take it anymore. Quick... I... I can’t wait," Lin iqing panted in a low voice.
"Unfasten it for ," Shen Fanyun said gently.
Resting her chin on his shoulder, Lin iqing’s hands found his belt and expertly unbuckled it.
The eager Shen Fanyun began his passionate assault. Lin iqing could only cling tightly to him as he stood before her like a valiant general storming a fortress.
"Mmh!" Lin iqing let out a soft moan, her eyes growing hazy.
The sound sent a jolt through Shen Fanyun, making his blood boil with excitent.
Lin iqing could barely remain standing. Panting heavily, she reminded him in an almost pleading tone, "Gently... please be gentle."
Shen Fanyun yanked down Lin iqing’s dress. It fell and bunched around her lower abdon. The two places most deserving of modesty were already conquered. Her fair skin, her impressive bust, and the mysterious region below were all laid bare for him to see.
This state of partial concealnt, half-hidden and half-revealed, exuded an even more alluring and lethal beauty.
HISS!
God knows how much ti passed. Finally, with a deeply suppressed grunt, Shen Fanyun found his release.
Lin iqing pressed the tip of her tongue against his right shoulder, not yet fully satisfied.
"Was that good for you?" she asked teasingly.
Shen Fanyun nodded slowly.
"Good." Lin iqing gently pushed him away. She swiftly pulled up the dress bunched around her abdon, first covering her upper body, then pulling her light blue underwear back on.
"Jiajia will be back soon, stop dawdling," Lin iqing urged as she tied up her long hair.
Shen Fanyun grabbed his trousers and, in a flash, was neatly dressed again.
Cheeks still slightly flushed, Lin iqing gave herself a careful look-over. Still not satisfied, she went to the washroom to tidy up again.
"Mom, I’m back!" Lin Jia announced as she opened the door, holding two bottles of Wuliangye.
That girl really knows how to splurge. Those two bottles must have cost her a seventh, maybe even an eighth, of her monthly salary.
"Director, why do you look sleepy again?" Lin Jia asked, puzzled. Shen Fanyun was lying on the sofa with an expression that seed... a little vacant.
"Ahaha, I’ve just been getting drowsy around noon lately. It’s normal, perfectly normal," Shen Fanyun said dismissively.
Lin Jia didn’t think much of it and asked her mother when they were going to start drinking.
"I’ll go stir-fry a couple more dishes," Lin iqing proposed.
"I’ll help you!" Lin Jia volunteered enthusiastically.
The lively and endearing Lin Jia, though her face was youthful, had a figure that was in no way inferior to her mother’s. She boasted full, curvy hips—the kind of body that seed perfectly made for a man’s pleasure.
What was that saying about a youthful face...? I wonder which lucky bastard will get her in the future? Having Lin iqing from the Lin family is enough to satisfy .
「Before long.」
The three of them were sitting at the table again. Lin Jia nonchalantly raised her glass to toast Shen Fanyun first.
"Can you even drink?" Shen Fanyun asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
"Not really," Lin Jia admitted. "But it doesn’t matter. I’d risk life and limb to keep a gentleman company."
This girl really had a way with words. Her bachelor’s degree clearly hadn’t gone to waste.
"I’ll toast you too," Lin iqing added, raising her glass to Shen Fanyun.
Shen Fanyun lifted his own glass. "To an even better life ahead. Cheers!"
After downing a full glass of liquor, Lin Jia, her hair tied in twin ponytails, found that the way she looked at Shen Fanyun began to change.
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