192. Chapter 192 Don't be afraid that he won't hurt her 2
She knew that Zhuang Licheng was a germaphobe. He liked everything to be organized and everything spotless.
Now that she came here in a state of embarrassment, it was as if she had desecrated the cleanliness of this place.
"You go take a shower first. There are women's changes of clothes in the closet in the guest room." Zhuang Licheng pointed in the direction of the bathroom and said in a low voice.
"Oh." Lin Jiyue nodded doubtfully and walked towards the guest room.
Opening the door of the wardrobe, a variety of women's clothes come into view, including coats, shawls, underwear, bras... various colors and styles, filling the entire wardrobe.
Lin Jiyue frowned slightly, feeling very puzzled.
Why are there so many women's clothes in Senior Zhuang's apartment?
Could it be that of senior Murong Jing?
But Senior Sister Jing is noble and generous, and she pursues elegance in her taste in clothes. The clothes here are of several types at first glance, and they are not like the taste of Senior Sister Jing, who is an aristocratic daughter.
Could it be that Senior Zhuang is hiding his beauty in the golden house behind Senior Sister Jing’s back?
An idea suddenly popped into Lin Jiyue's mind, but she quickly rejected it.
No, Senior Zhuang is not such a person.
But you know people but don't know their hearts. When Lin Jiyue met Zhuang Licheng, didn't she know that he had a fiancée abroad?
Maybe Mr. Zhuang also has another side that not everyone knows?
Lin Jiyue's mind was a little confused, I hope she was overthinking it.
Wasn't there no trace of a woman in the villa that Zhuang Licheng took her to twice?
Maybe this is just a coincidence.
Lin Jiyue comforted herself in this way, picked out a few clothes in her size from the closet, and walked towards the bathroom.
When she came out of the shower, Lin Jiyue had already changed into a pink and blue sleeveless chiffon dress.
The material and texture are of the highest quality, no worse than the Chanel skirt Zhuang Licheng gave her last time.
Lin Jiyue walked into the living room and raised her eyes to see Zhuang Licheng also finishing his shower and sitting on the sofa, fully dressed, looking at the magazine in his hand. A beige shirt, a dark blue striped tie, and black trousers looked handsome on him.
The spirit of elegance reveals the charm of nobility!
Lin Jiyue stood there, looking a little lost. This man is so good-looking...
Zhuang Licheng slowly raised his head, put the magazine aside casually, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Have you read enough?"
Lin Jiyue's face suddenly turned red and she felt so embarrassed!
How could she stare at Senior Zhuang so intently? He had a fiancée.
"come over!"
Just when she was upset and lost in thought, Zhuang Licheng suddenly waved to her.
Lin Jiyue lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him, and walked slowly to Zhuang Licheng's side.
Zhuang Licheng had already prepared ice cubes for her to apply on her face.
He carried Lin Jiyue after taking a shower and sat down on the sofa next to him, and then put an ice pack on her red and swollen left face.
All movements are careful and gentle.
The cool ice pack immediately relieved the pain on Lin Jiyue's face, and a trace of warmth was injected into her heart.
A faint scent of mint hit Zhuang Licheng's nose, and Lin Jiyue's heartbeat was beating like crazy. She didn't dare to look directly into his blazing eyes, which were intense and... fiery!
"Does it still hurt?" Zhuang Licheng narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her, asking softly.
Lin Jiyue blushed and shook her head: "It doesn't hurt anymore!"
"Have a cup of hot tea, it's just been brewed." Zhuang Licheng handed her the freshly brewed hot tea and got up to go to the room to find the medicine kit.