Su Ruanruan sniffed herself: "Do I sll? Maybe it’s from Third Brother."
He Jitang’s tone grew milder as he responded, "I haven’t smoked today."
Su Ruanruan said nothing more.
The more you say, the more mistakes you make!
Back at the villa, small Ci’an obediently went to the study to write, and Su Ruanruan went back to rest.
It wasn’t long before He Jitang brought in a bowl of ginger tea.
He placed the ginger tea on the small round table, and gently asked her, "Are you feeling better?"
He asked again, "Do you feel uncomfortable every ti it happens?"
Su Ruanruan was actually pretending, and seeing He Jitang’s affectionate deanor, she gently refused, "I’m fine! Third Brother, go about your own business."
He Jitang sat there.
He smirked, "Why, after a al, you don’t even want to humor ? If I had known, I wouldn’t have let Fourth Sister go out."
Su Ruanruan wasn’t naive.
She guessed He Jitang already knew.
He didn’t confront her, and neither did she.
He Jitang was vexed, his face cold, with the mole at the corner of his eye strikingly visible.
The tension persisted for a long ti.
He Jitang tapped the table lightly, making his intentions clear.
No matter whether she was on her period, if she drank this bowl of ginger tea, he’d treat today as if nothing had happened.
On any other day, Su Ruanruan wouldn’t yield, but today she went along.
She went to the table and sat down, and He Jitang handed her the bowl.
Su Ruanruan quietly sipped.
He watched her.
Her black hair reached her waist, and she wore a long dress with light floral prints.
So delicate and frail.
He Jitang’s gaze turned mischievous.
Just as he raised his hand, Su Ruanruan flinched...
He Jitang felt uninterested imdiately.
He threw out a faint remark, "If you’re not feeling well, sleep early."
Su Ruanruan put down the bowl, looking a bit lost.
He Jitang walked back to his own quarters under the moonlight, feeling very upset.
Actually, he could have exposed her today, torn up the agreent between them, and forcibly claid her... Then even if Bao Jingyan showed up, it would be too late.
But he hesitated.
He couldn’t bear to see his Fourth Sister heartbroken.
Feeling miserable, He Jitang opened a bottle of strong liquor and drank recklessly.
He savored the strong drink, pondering the scent of another man on her.
She must have been with Bao Jingyan!
Yet he denied it... She had only left for half an hour, how could she have had ti?
He Jitang convinced himself of this, though he despised himself for it.
He called Shen Ci over and told him to find a clean girl.
Shen Ci was taken aback.
Instinctively, he said, "If Miss Su finds out..."
"Let her find out!" He Jitang retorted, "Why, do I have to stay chaste for her? Is she clean herself?"
Shen Ci realized that Jitang was having an argunt with Miss Su.
In the heat of the mont, he wanted to find a woman, but he’d surely regret it when sober!
He tried to persuade him again.
He Jitang’s tone was icy, "You won’t follow my orders now?"
Shen Ci then agreed, "I’ll get it done right away!"
He Jitang was handso and wealthy, so the girl Shen Ci found for him was not only young and pretty but also quite cultured.
Shen Ci knew Jitang’s rules.
He instructed the girl at the door, "Jitang doesn’t like talkers, just follow his lead."
The girl adjusted her clothes and entered.
The room was dim.
He Jitang sat there, expression indifferent.
The girl didn’t expect him to be such a person, feeling sowhat moved.
She was sensible and didn’t rush to serve, first picking up the things on the floor and tidying them up.
Her slender wrist was grabbed.
The man called her, "Ruanruan."
The girl froze, softly saying, "Mr. He, I’m not Ruanruan."
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