The man kissed her, gentle and tender, not at all like his usual self.
As the mattress sank, their breaths were a chaotic ss.
Yet he did not take the next step, leaving her in suspense.
The man’s kisses were just the right depth, from Lin Zhiyi’s lips, to her chin, then her neck, and finally her heaving chest.
Lin Zhiyi shrank back, but he remained unhurried.
His tall and scorching body pressed tightly against her, his breath heavy, as a low voice whispered in her ear.
"Do you like this? Do you want more?"
"..."
Lin Zhiyi tugged at her skirt, trying to control her wildly beating heart, feeling sowhat irritated.
"Not saying anything ans you like it, so you do like Sang Li’s type after all."
The man’s breathing halted, restrained yet dangerous, his eyes seeming to freeze into ice.
"..."
Lin Zhiyi was stunned.
Gong Chen imitating Sang Li?
She had no idea what Sang Li was like in bed, what’s he imitating for!
"You..."
Before Lin Zhiyi could finish her sentence, Gong Chen took a deep breath, staring intently at her.
She thought he was going to get angry, but unexpectedly, he just pressed his lips together.
"Is this gentle enough now? What more do you want?"
Coming from the esteed Third Young Master, these words were almost comical.
Like a student eager to learn.
Lin Zhiyi found it both amusing and annoying, blurting out, "People may look gentle, but it doesn’t an they’re gentle in every aspect."
"How do you know?"
"I... I’m guessing, do you believe it?"
"What do you think?"
Gong Chen frowned, but didn’t probe further.
Lin Zhiyi looked up, "Aren’t you going to ask? If I and Mr. Sang..."
"Who could I bla? Only myself. Besides, what I can’t give you, how can I stop you from going to soone else? I was too self-assured before."
He brushed Lin Zhiyi’s hair, "Zhiyi, whoever you’re with is your freedom, even now."
"Really?"
"Really."
Lin Zhiyi t Gong Chen’s gaze, seeing no dominance or danger, only sincerity.
Her heart softened, nodding slightly.
"Alright, then I’ll..."
Lin Zhiyi made to get up, the man acknowledged, but the hand around her waist didn’t budge.
She looked at him, whispering, "Third Young Master, are you trying to cheat again?"
"..."
Gong Chen supported her waist as she sat up.
In the next second, Lin Zhiyi silently lifted her hand to hug his neck, pulling him in close.
Her flushed face carried a look of sha.
"Third Young Master, you don’t need to imitate anyone else, I... I don’t like others."
Gong Chen’s body froze.
His deep, dark eyes t hers, a gentle light flowing within, like countless threads of emotion.
When in love, gentleness need not be learned.
He had just hidden it too deep before, making it hard to grasp.
His lips once again landed fondly, Lin Zhiyi lucidly responding.
A tingling sensation spread throughout her body, sweat mingling together, feeling each other’s deepest depths...
Afterwards.
Lin Zhiyi laid on Gong Chen’s chest, draped in his shirt.
He leaned against the pillow, unscrewing a bottle of mineral water at the bedside and bringing it to her lips.
"Tomorrow I’ll have Chen Jin take the car for so soundproofing, holding back is bad for your throat."
"..."
Lin Zhiyi had no strength to retort.
But asking Chen Jin to do it?
Wasn’t that equivalent to telling Chen Jin the car had another use?
Last ti Chen Jin had even reminded her.
"Miss Lin, after Third Young Master’s detox, his body needs ti to gradually recover."
At the ti, Lin Zhiyi almost wanted to bury herself underground.
As if she were draining the man’s essence.
Clearing her throat, Lin Zhiyi leaned drowsily against him.
"Third Young Master, when did you find out Mrs. Bai had plastic surgery?"
"So ti ago."
Gong Chen’s hand rested on Lin Zhiyi’s shoulder, gently stroking.
Lin Zhiyi raised her eyes, "Were you hiding it from again?"
"No, even Li Huan couldn’t be sure about Mrs. Bai’s surgery. Nowadays, plastic surgery isn’t a big deal, many ladies in the circle have minor enhancents, it’s not really leverage." Gong Chen explained.
"Then why did you send soone to find her plastic surgeon? There must be another reason."
"She altered places she shouldn’t have, she’s hiding sothing, and her attitude toward Bai Zhengxian, ambition, enduring humiliation, do you really think the art gallery is truly controlled by Bai Zhengxian?"
He pondered and asked.
In Lin Zhiyi’s mind surfaced the image of Yang Jingwei’s forced smile.
"Are you saying she’s the mastermind behind the art gallery?"
"Adopting Fang Sisi in such a way, it’s impossible that this was Bai Zhengxian’s idea."
At the ntion of this, Lin Zhiyi sat up straight, but her waist ached and she lay back down.
Before she could speak, a hand reached inside the shirt, the warm palm massaging her waist.
She blinked comfortably, "Why did she adopt Fang Sisi?"
"It indicates they have further plans. The Bai family’s business isn’t limited to just this."
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyi contemplated.
As she thought, the phone on the floor buzzed a few tis.
Pressing her collar down, she lay at the foot of the bed, picking up the phone from the floor.
It was a ssage from Liao Yi.
"Zhiyi, did the garage get robbed?"
"?"
"I just passed by and heard so strange noises, should I report it?"
"No!"
Lin Zhiyi quickly typed back.
Unaware that a wolf behind her had its eye on her once more.
While lying at the foot of the bed chatting with Liao Yi, the shirt on her body shifted upwards, barely covering her backside.
Her legs unconsciously crossed and swayed in the air while chatting with Liao Yi.
Just revealing the suggestive marks on her thighs.
Gong Chen’s eyes were deep like ink, staring at her intently; even while drinking water, he didn’t shift his gaze.
The very next second, with a stretch, his long arm pressed down over her.
Lin Zhiyi’s breath caught as she turned her head to et his eyes.
"Liao Yi said..."
"Let her say what she wants, go on." Gong Chen whispered against Lin Zhiyi’s neck.
"..."
Lin Zhiyi realized it was too late to refuse.
...
Hospital.
Chu Yin returned to the ward, Sang Li had said he had sothing to do and was gone.
She pursed her lips, letting the doctor examine her, her thoughts wandering.
Families like Sang Li’s, harmonious and loving, with affectionate parents, as the eldest son.
Could never understand soone like her, unloved by her parents.
And he doesn’t need to understand.
After the examination, the doctor advised, "Rest well, you’ll be alright."
She humd in acknowledgnt, sitting there dazed.
Soon, the door opened.
A surprising person entered.
Fang Sisi.
"Ayin."
Chu Yin snapped back, frowning at the visitor, "Is that you? What are you doing in this hospital?"
Fang Sisi approached, speaking leisurely, "There were too many reporters at that hospital, godmother was worried I wouldn’t rest well, so she transferred here. I didn’t expect to see you here."
"Godmother?" Chu Yin smirked coldly, "Pretending a thief is your mother, didn’t expect to et you, how do human blood buns taste?"
"Ayin, I don’t understand what you’re saying." Fang Sisi shook her head helplessly.
Looking at her, Chu Yin rembered her own mother, feeling a rush of anger.
"No, you understand, you and my mom clearly understood everything, but to make yourselves feel justified, you acted like you knew nothing, blaming others for your mistakes!"
"Does your godmother still introduce clients to you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Fang Sisi’s face turned deathly pale, swaying as if about to fall backward.
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