Chen Weiwei drove to a magnificent restaurant.
"Miss!"
The restaurant manager saw Chen Weiwei and hurriedly ca over to greet her.
Li Chen didn’t hear what they said, and was then led by the manager to a luxuriously decorated private room on the third floor.
The dining table was low, with long sofas on both sides.
"Miss Chen, does your family own this restaurant?" Li Chen sat down and asked curiously.
"No, it belongs to my uncle. My salary isn’t that high, and coming here lets save so money, hehe!"
Chen Weiwei smiled sweetly, "We’re about the sa age, so stop calling Miss Chen, it feels so awkward. Just call Weiwei."
She was very pretty, with a mischievous twinkle in her lively eyes.
Her carefree smile blossod on her delicate face, causing Li Chen to be montarily spellbound.
"Then you should stop calling Doctor Li; call Li Chen," Li Chen said with a casual smile.
At the sa ti, he felt a silent sense of awe.
No wonder Old Master Chen, Chen Bingtian, was so magnanimous during Li Chen’s first visit to the Chen Family. Judging by the scale of this restaurant, and what Chen Weiwei had said, it seed that the Chen Family’s eldest son must be a wealthy businessman, the second son the vice-chairman of the Public Security Association, and their daughter, Chen Wanqiu, a regional president of a well-known national company.
This was truly a very influential family!
After a brief conversation, the waiter brought in plate after plate of exquisite cuisine.
Just by looks alone, it was clearly pricey.
"By the way, Li Chen, do you drink alcohol? Dad said to properly thank you. If you drink, I’ll have so with you."
"I can have a little."
When a beauty invites, how could one refuse?
With the drinks and dishes served, the two of them ate while chatting away.
Chen Weiwei was very talkative and had an upbeat personality.
It was only after a while that Li Chen learned she was a top graduate from Kyoto dia University, working at the provincial TV station.
"Li Chen, you look younger than ; how do you have such impressive dical skills? My dad’s illness was seen by many renowned doctors and specialists, but they were unable to do anything. If it hadn’t been for my aunt bringing you over, I really thought..."
"My grandfather was a famous traditional dicine doctor; he taught everything I know about dicine."
"Is that so? That’s incredible, I’ve t so impressive traditional doctors, but they’re nothing compared to you."
After a glass of red wine, Chen Weiwei’s cheeks were flushed red, like blossoming peach flowers, enchanting and alluring.
With each glance and smile, she exuded an indescribable charm that left Li Chen intoxicated, his mind wandering into fantasies.
"Li Chen, co on, keep drinking, I can still handle more..."
"I never knew working at the TV station could be so exhausting – all this back and waist pain. But, I’ll be hosting my own segnt soon, which is pretty exciting."
Chen Weiwei was slightly tipsy but still sowhat lucid as she turned the conversation from Li Chen back to herself.
As they talked and drank, the conversation naturally shifted from work to personal life, including how her family was eager to marry her off.
Li Chen could tell that she was indeed very cheerful, and she wasn’t guarded around him at all – probably because he had pulled Chen Yaohui back from the brink of death.
Looking at her charming and beautiful face, his heart grew warm, and he felt a restless urge.
"Weiwei, are you still feeling back pain? I know so massage techniques that should help," Li Chen said, his interest piqued.
"I’ve been running around all day and feel uncomfortable all over. Can a massage really help?"
Chen Weiwei was a bit drunk, but still mindful, "Could you massage my shoulders to see if it helps?"
Upon hearing this, Li Chen felt elated.
Circling the dining table, he ca to her side, and she turned her body for him to sit behind her.
Up close, inhaling her rich perfu, he was even more entranced, and suddenly felt a reaction below, pitching a tent.
Fortunately, with his back to her, she couldn’t see.
"Oh! It’s so tender! So painful!"
Chen Weiwei moaned softly as Li Chen placed his hands on her shoulders and began to massage.
"Li Chen, you’re really good; just a couple of touches, and I feel so much lighter," Chen Weiwei expressed her enjoynt with praise.
Li Chen couldn’t help but feel a bit proud.
Having been guardedly kept at a distance by Chen Wanqiu in their previous encounters, he cherished today’s rare opportunity for contact – they had drunk together and even touched her body.
Even just holding her shoulder felt incredibly soothing.
"Ah! Hiss! Right there, it feels so comfortable! Li Chen, press a bit harder," she encouraged seductively.
Her tempting voice was stoking the fire within Li Chen.
Although he was sitting behind her, he could still see the alluring outline of her chest, stirring his desires even more.
But considering her status, he felt conflicted; such a pampered girl of high society, if he crossed a line and she took offense, he would definitely co out worse off.
With these thoughts, he forcibly subdued his urges and continued massaging her shoulders.
One step at a ti, right? Having a start was a good sign.
But then, Chen Weiwei spoke up again, "Li Chen, your massage feels so good; I feel much better. Could you massage my back as well? You don’t find botherso, do you?"
No, of course not.
Li Chen felt a private thrill, his inner desire stirring again.
"Weiwei, sitting like this doesn’t give good access to your back. For a proper back massage, you’ll need to lie down," he suggested.
"Then wait a mont, I’ll just lie down here, and you can keep massaging," she replied.
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