"Of course you can't shout!" Lin Xi was genuinely angry, her cheeks puffed out. Duan Yiheng nudged her, squeezing down beside her, his eyes both ambiguous and tender: "Then... you'll shout?"
Lin Xi opened and closed her mouth, then opened and closed it again. After a long pause, she said, "So that's what you were planning." Duan Yiheng retorted, "Isn't it because I saw you were practically spitting out vinegar?" "They not only called you 'husband,' but they also asked you what it felt like to kiss you."
Lin Xi tossed her phone aside, crossing her arms over her chest. Duan Yiheng slipped one hand under her legs and the other around her waist, pulling her onto his lap. "Others can only ask, but you? I can see you, I can touch you."
Lin Xi cupped his face, her gaze falling on his lips. Duan Yiheng's lips were beautifully shaped, with a clear lip line and a natural pink hue. In comparison, Lin Xi's lips were fuller, with a less defined upper lip line.
Their noses touched, and Duan Yiheng gently caressed her waist, whispering, "What does it feel like when I kiss you?" "Soft," Lin Xi answered instinctively. "You commented?" Duan Yiheng asked. Lin Xi stared at his lips and nodded slightly:
"They don't believe me." "What else did you comment on?" Duan Yiheng's tone softened further. "I said you're fierce when you kiss, but—" Before he could finish, Duan Yiheng touched Lin Xi's lips to his. "I promise I won't be fierce today."
Duan Yiheng almost whispered, "Want to feel it again?" "Mmm." Lin Xi's throat felt glued shut. Duan Yiheng brushed his nose against hers, then tilted his head and kissed her again.
Lin Xi clutched his shirt, letting Duan Yiheng's breath wash over her. Her lips glistened, and Lin Xi's face flushed. Duan Yiheng's kiss was gentle, but his hands on Lin Xi's waist were restless. Blocked from behind, Lin Xi nestled into his arms. Duan Yiheng chuckled mischievously.
"You threw yourself into my arms, after all." Lin Xi snorted. "Tomorrow's the weekend." Duan Yiheng lay down, rolling over and pinning Lin Xi beneath him. "What about the weekend?" "You know perfectly well what I mean."
Lin Xi tugged at his clothes. "You make it sound like you're going to let me go tonight." "It feels like you're treating me like a lustful wolf."
Duan Yiheng gently stroked a stray hair at her temple. "But I haven't been home on weekends for the first half of the month. How did you figure out I'd be home tomorrow?" Lin Xi shut her mouth tightly; she would never betray Qin Yang. Duan Yiheng gave a soft hum:
"You think I wouldn't know if you didn't tell me? Did you try to subtly inquire with Qin Yang?" "What subtly?" Lin Xi firmly denied. "I was just concerned about you. I've been busy all weekend, my body can't handle it." "I can handle it."
Duan Yiheng's gaze shifted downwards suggestively. "I wonder if you can handle it later." Lin Xi conceded defeat. In this kind of thing, she was never a match for Duan Yiheng.
He seemed so distant, yet she didn't know how he could blush so easily. Duan Yiheng pressed down again, and Lin Xi, afraid he would say something lewd, obediently wrapped her arms around his neck.
As it turned out, she could handle it once or twice, but tonight… no one could. In the endless night, Duan Yiheng's phone suddenly rang. Lin Xi pushed away the sweat-dampened chest in front of her, saying weakly, "Your phone is ringing."
Duan Yiheng covered her with a thin blanket, grabbed a bath towel from the floor, wrapped it casually, and then went to find the incessantly ringing phone. The people following Chen Liangyi reported that they had lost her. Duan Yiheng frowned: "Where did you lose her?"
"In the old town, the houses are numerous and chaotic, and the fruit vendor blocked our way." Duan Yiheng said, "Let's turn back. We've already alerted her." There was no point in following her any longer; if they found something to use against him, Chen Liangyi could turn the tables and get his people arrested.
Duan Yiheng called the people watching Ke Yu again, but the reply was that everything was normal. Duan Yiheng went into the bathroom, took a shower, and obediently threw the clothes on the floor into the laundry basket. When he returned to the bedside, Lin Xi was already asleep.
At the same time, a Bentley drove into the main gate of Lanyue Mansion and entered the garage. Only then did Chen Liangyi peek out from the back seat. Seeing Ke Yu's smiling face, Chen Liangyi's eyes flashed with a sharp light: "You still dare to see me?" Ke Yu smiled: "Let's talk upstairs."
Chen Liangyi snorted, and Ke Yu immediately thanked the driver. This man was a resident of Lanyue Mansion and a friend of Ke Yu. Ke Yu had asked him to bring someone in from outside, and that person was Chen Liangyi. Upstairs, Chen Liangyi sat down on the sofa without any hesitation.
"I haven't even looked for you yet, and you've come to me first." Chen Liangyi's gaze was icy. "Ke Yu, you really are ruthless." Ke Yu laughed: "Calm down. You have no evidence that I drugged you; it's just Duan Yiheng's side of the story." Chen Liangyi:
"Enough nonsense. What did you call me here for?" Chen Liangyi said, "My people can't be touched. Duan Yiheng is watching me. I wanted to borrow someone from you. Don't you have a guy called Brother Shan by your side?" "And then?" Chen Liangyi seemed intrigued. Ke Yu said, "Then it depends on whether you can swallow this insult." Chen Jingyi naturally couldn't swallow it, but she wouldn't let Ke Yu off the hook either. She didn't reveal anything, asking Ke Yu, "What do you want to do?" Ke Yu gestured for Chen Jingyi to lean closer. After speaking, she added, "This plan requires waiting, but it shouldn't take long." Chen Jingyi frowned, "Why do we have to wait until the old man dies?" Ke Yu glanced at her, "Are you stupid? Can you get close to Lin Xi now?" Chen Jingyi thought for a moment and said, "I agree. After this is over, we'll be even." Ke Yu readily agreed. She didn't need anything right now, just money. As long as she had Lin Xi, Duan Yiheng would be hesitant to act. Once she was abroad, where would Duan Yiheng find her?
Even if it were a simple matter, it was Chen Jingyi and Brother Shan who did it, it had nothing to do with Ke Yu. Chen Jingyi didn't go back to her own house, but went to the residential area behind the flower market, where Brother Shan lived. Upon seeing Chen Liangyi, Brother Shan was visibly taken aback:
"Why are you here so late?" Chen Liangyi stared intently at him, then suddenly took off her clothes. Brother Shan was startled and quickly pulled her clothes back up. After a long silence, he said, "What do you want me to do?"
Chen Liangyi walked past him into the house and laid out her and Ke Yu's plan. Brother Shan was silent for a moment, then advised, "Liangyi, you could easily move to another city. Fighting with someone so rich and powerful will only result in defeat." Chen Liangyi sneered:
"It would be better if I died. If you don't want to help me, just say so. I won't force you." "After I got out of prison, only you helped me. You even helped me rent this house." Brother Shan gave a bitter laugh. "How could I not help you?" Chen Liangyi avoided his gaze and said,
"I can't go home for a while, so I'll stay here with you. We can discuss things when we have news." Brother Shan stammered, "Okay."