Jian Zhiyan was led by Lu Yin and walked out of the bar.
The blocked road had been opened for some time. The driver was waiting outside. When he saw the boss showing up, he quickly stepped forward and opened the back seat door.
Jian Zhiyan got in first, then Lu Yin got in. The car sank like a sailing boat.
Like her heart.
The car was speeding on the dark night road, and its destination was the hotel where Jian Zhiyan stayed.
At this time, no man would be impatient, but Lu Yin was on the contrary. He answered two phone calls and explained a few official matters during the process. It sounded like the secretary had sent him documents.
Lu Yin said: "I'll go back and watch tonight."
Next, there was a brief period of silence.
Jian Zhiyan was surrounded by Lu Yin. She watched him finish the phone call and lowered his head in thought. Men should be very busy. The cause of such busyness is only career, not women.
And throughout the life of such a man, the only thing that can bring him emotional fluctuations can never be the love between a man and a woman.
Even now, he was standing at the final moment, Lu Yin still gave Jian Zhiyan a terrifyingly calm feeling.
Jian Zhiyan crossed his arms and suddenly shuddered.
Lu Yin was startled and lowered his head, "Is it cold?"
"Kind of."
Jian Zhiyan was wearing an ordinary dress that didn't even have sleeves. It was night and her arms were so cold that they lost all warmth.
Lu Yin simply took off his suit and put it on Jian Zhiyan's shoulders.
The silky lining of the suit, with its body temperature and the clear and bitter taste of rum, enveloped people. Jian Zhiyan's shiver this time hit the bottom of his heart, and his body suddenly felt an unspeakable tremor.
"Mr. Lu, we're here," the driver said.
Jian Zhiyan was hugged by Lu Yin and entered the hotel. The elevator went up and the numbers flashed. Every beat was like a drum beating on the heart, deafening.
In the middle, Jian Zhiyan secretly observed Lu Yin's expression. Under the monster-like skin, it was as quiet as still water. She didn't know that this was not the calm before the storm.
Really, it's eerily quiet.
Tick.
The room key card was swiped to open the door. As the host, Jian Zhiyan held up her skirt and walked forward. Wherever she passed, she turned on the lights along the way.
"What do you want to drink?"
Lu Yin did not respond.
Jian Zhiyan walked in front, took off his suit and put it on the armrest of the sofa.
"I'll have the clothes dry-cleaned and return them to you."
As soon as Jian Zhiyan turned around, she was tightly trapped in a hug.
"I prefer this one on you."
Lu Yin seemed to be joking, but the strength of his arm could not be ignored. It was gradually shrinking, making it impossible for people to escape.
Lu Yin put his head on Jian Zhiyan's forehead and looked at her dangerously, "Take it off, I want it now."
"Lu Yin..." Jian Zhiyan exclaimed, her body being pulled over by a huge force.
In order to stand firm, Jian Zhiyan had no choice but to put her hands on the sofa. With a swish sound, the zipper of the dress went from the back of her neck to her waist. She felt a chill on her back and the shoulder straps were already hanging on her arms.
The speed of entering the play is really unexpected.
Jian Zhiyan felt panicked and quickly covered her front, "No, I want..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt that the voice was not her own, with a trembling tone at the end and a soft tone that did not sound like rejection.
Lu Yin laughed as he listened, and at the same time, his waist was already touching, his chest was pressing against Jian Zhiyan's back, and he asked her next to her ear, "That night in New York, was it you."
Jian Zhiyan took a deep breath. Denying it at this time had no meaning, but admitting it like that was a bit cowardly.
She remained silent.
Lu Yin was dissatisfied, "Are you still unwilling to say it?"
The man who had taken the absolute initiative at this moment pushed forward and covered Jian Zhiyan's mouth before she screamed in surprise.
"I don't want to hear unpleasant words."
The man's big hands, strong and slightly calloused, made Jian Zhiyan's cheeks hurt, and his breathing was blocked. Jian Zhiyan's eyes widened in horror, and he made "um" sounds one after another.
Lu Yin laughed softly, "Admit it?"
Jian Zhiyan raised her swan-like neck and nodded hard, but she didn't know that what was even more horrifying was Lu Yin's next question.
"That means admitting that you said I'm not good enough?"
At that moment, Jian Zhiyan finally understood what it means to be unlucky for one's own misfortune.
The light and shadow reversed, and she was laid down on the sofa. The leather fabric made a creaking sound due to the huge friction. Lu Yin was using actions to prove that he "can do it".
No, it may be more than "OK".
Jian Zhiyan was moved from the sofa to the bed, tossed and turned. She felt like a drop of water on a lotus leaf, being repeatedly scattered, gathered, and then scattered again.
In this corner of the night, she even wondered if she could wait until the sunrise before she would be roasted by Lu Yin's temperature until she evaporated from the world.
After two hours of tossing, Lu Yin's phone rang as soon as he stopped.
The man stood up, tucked a corner of his black shirt into his trousers, and answered the phone.
"Well, I understand. I'll check the mailbox later."
Jian Zhiyan felt that the soreness in her body was a little obvious. In order to relieve it, she lay on her side, facing Lu Yin.
"If I hadn't known you were single and called you so late, I would have thought it was your wife."
With a smile, Lu Yin reached out and pinched Jian Zhiyan's nose, "Are you jealous?"
This kind of question was just a joke to liven up the atmosphere afterwards. Jian Zhiyan smiled in agreement and turned to ask.
"Why did you show up at the bar tonight?" Soon, she thought of something, "I heard that the place is going to be renovated. Does it have anything to do with you?"
Lu Yin put the watch on his wrist, "There will be a cultural tourism street planned there in the future, involving renovation and packaging, and there will be some in-depth cooperation with Zhongjun. I have been here for more than half a month, just for this."
Jian Zhiyan: "Oh, is it troublesome to be on a business trip for half a month?"
Lu Yin: "Fortunately, it's done now. I'll go back and get the documents later and confirm them one last time. Then I can hand this matter over to the people below."
It seems that Lu Yin is leaving.
Jian Zhiyan sat up hugging the quilt, trying to find some clothes to wrap herself up, and reached out to grab it, only to find that her long skirt had been torn to pieces by Lu Yin.
She sighed imperceptibly, and Lu Yin smiled and went to the bathroom to get her a bathrobe.
"Thanks."
Just as Jian Zhiyan was about to reach out to take it, Lu Yin turned his wrist and took the bathrobe back.
"Why did you come to Shangri-La?" he asked.
It's obvious to take advantage of others' danger.
But with a bare butt and buttocks, how dare you challenge someone with clothes on?
Although Jian Zhiyan was dissatisfied, she answered honestly: "I'm here to attend a friend's wedding."
Lu Yin: "Bai Chengqi?"
Jian Zhiyan was a little surprised, "How did you know it was him."
Lu Yin did not answer, but asked again: "A year ago, you slept with me and let me go, does it have anything to do with him?"