Su Qingmiao lay weakly against the back seat. Strands of hair damp with sweat clung to the side of her neck, and her mind was still hazy.
Her legs felt a little weak.
A tube of ointment sat beside Jin Boyan. Su Qingmiao had no idea where he had gotten it.
Just now, he had forcibly applied it for her.
Biting her lower lip, she said, “No, I can do it myself.”
Jin Boyan’s shirt hung slightly open, and his sexy collarbones were covered in a fine sheen of sweat. He looked indecently alluring. “Can you see down there?”
The heat in Su Qingmiao’s cheeks shot up. “……”
He had already unscrewed the cap and knelt on one knee on the sofa. “Be good. This will make you feel much better.”
Su Qingmiao still wanted to refuse, but Jin Boyan’s expression visibly darkened again, so she could only obediently stay still.
He was frightening when he was angry.
Throughout the entire process, Su Qingmiao was so ashamed she wanted to die.
Jin Boyan wasn’t doing much better.
Damn it, he really was going to lose his life over that expression she had worn while biting her lip just now…
He wanted to bully her all over again.
He let out a quiet breath, helped her put her panties back on, and straightened her skirt for her.
“Feeling better?” he asked, the corners of his lips curving as he looked at her meek, pliant appearance. She looked like a lazy little kitten.
Su Qingmiao gave a soft hum. Her face felt hot enough to boil an egg.
“From now on, I’m the only one allowed to apply it there. Understand?”
Su Qingmiao decided that Jin Boyan was a pervert!
She glared at him.
At most, it would only be for one year!
“What are you glaring at me for?” His mood seemed excellent, and he didn’t bother arguing with her. “It’s my place, so I make the rules.”
Su Qingmiao thought he was shameless!
Why was it his?
She rose angrily and moved to sit to one side, unwilling to argue with him about such an embarrassing issue.
The car drove along the road. Looking out the window, Su Qingmiao said, “This doesn’t look like the way back to school.”
“I’ll take you to eat first.”
Su Qingmiao was indeed a little hungry, so she said nothing more. In any case, she didn’t want to pay attention to this foul-mouthed lecher.
*
Jin Boyan chose a Chinese restaurant. It was extremely high-end and offered exceptional privacy; they even had a private room.
Jin Boyan asked her, “Are there any foods you don’t eat?”
Su Qingmiao shook her head. “No.”
“I’m not a picky eater.”
He flipped through the menu, the corners of his lips lifting slightly. She was pretty easy to look after.
Jin Boyan ordered more than a dozen dishes she had never eaten before. They looked like the kind of dishes that cost a fortune.
“We can’t eat all this,” she said.
It would be such a waste. Wasting food was shameful.
Jin Boyan drawled lazily, “If you can’t finish it, leave it.”
It wasn’t as if he couldn’t afford to treat her.
Su Qingmiao felt that the world of the rich was truly extravagant.
They ought to send all of them to Africa to experience life, so they could go hungry for a whole month!
The dishes arrived quickly. Later, Jin Boyan also ordered several small desserts for her.
They tasted completely different from the desserts she usually ate—the ones that came in boxes costing only a few yuan. These were so delicious.
Su Qingmiao ate happily. Good food really could lift a person’s spirits and temporarily make them forget many troubles.
Jin Boyan wasn’t actually hungry, but for some reason, whenever he saw the way her eyes curved with happiness as she ate, he unconsciously had a few more bites.
He thought: I’ll just consider it keeping her company.
During the meal, Jin Boyan got up to make a phone call. Su Qingmiao only heard a few indistinct words.
“Mm. Clear the place.”
“I’ll be there in about an hour.”
Then he hung up.
After they finished eating, the two of them got back into the car.
A little over ten minutes later, the car stopped beneath a large shopping mall called Tianhuan Mall.
Su Qingmiao had been there with her roommates before. Everything sold there was ridiculously expensive—even a cup of milk tea cost over a hundred yuan.
When they had come before, they had only been there to look around.
That time, they had entered a lingerie shop where even an ordinary pair of panties cost several thousand yuan.
Tan Jingjing had nearly dropped her jaw. “How is this any different from robbery?!”
“Can this really hold up my proud dignity?!”
The salesclerk had looked them up and down, her eyes full of contempt and her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Miss, everything we carry is from our haute couture collections.”
“They’re very expensive.”
The implication was that a group of poor students like them couldn’t afford anything there.
Tan Jingjing had slowly taken a sip of lemonade before speaking.
“Haute couture? How high-end is it?” She gestured with her hand. “Is it higher than the two-meter money tree my father managed to kill at home?”
The salesclerk’s expression had turned spectacularly colorful.
Su Qingmiao and Qin Shu had hurriedly dragged Tan Jingjing outside.
The moment they left the shop, the three of them had dissolved into laughter.
Compared with physical stores, Su Qingmiao preferred shopping online. However, her family’s circumstances were limited, so she rarely bought things online.
As long as she had enough clothes to wear, she was satisfied. Besides, the quality of clothes nowadays was quite good. She had stopped growing, so a single garment could last her several years.
Su Qingmiao looked at Jin Boyan in confusion. “What are we doing here?”
“Picking out clothes for you.”
The car door opened, and Jin Boyan had already stepped out.
“N-no need. I can buy them myself.” Su Qingmiao didn’t want to come to a place like this with him.
Jin Boyan lowered his eyes and looked her over, his gaze moving from the cheap pink dress she was wearing to her white canvas shoes. He commented mercilessly, “Your taste is terrible.”
Su Qingmiao: “……”
What was wrong with it? It looked great.
What did a man know about this, anyway? She rolled her eyes inwardly.
Jin Boyan stopped looking at her and walked ahead.
Su Qingmiao followed behind him, trying to keep her distance… afraid that other people would realize they were together.
Someone like Jin Boyan was simply too dazzling. The moment she stood beside him, she was bound to attract strange looks.
A poor student and the Jin Group’s heir apparent…
Anyone could tell what their relationship was with only a little thought.
Su Qingmiao only realized after entering the mall that it was completely deserted.
She glanced at the time. It was only seven in the evening. Why were there no customers?
She followed Jin Boyan into a private elevator.
The elevator went straight to the top floor.
This entire floor sold women’s clothing.
Jin Boyan led her into a shop.
Three salesclerks in matching smoke-gray uniforms and immaculate makeup stood at the entrance.
Standing in front of them was a middle-aged woman with a sharp, capable air.
Su Qingmiao’s gaze passed over the gleaming metal nameplate on her chest:
【Manager: Vivian】
Young Master Jin had actually come here in person to buy women’s clothing—and had even cleared the shop.
Of course they had to offer him the very highest level of service.
Vivian wore a perfectly judged smile, neither obsequious nor distant.
“Young Master Jin.” She gave a slight bow, her voice gentle.
Jin Boyan merely dipped his head slightly in acknowledgment.
Vivian immediately led them into a private room.
The walls were a warm beige-gray. A large black velvet sofa faced floor-to-ceiling windows that filled an entire wall, offering a dazzling view of the city at night.
On the low table in front of the sofa, bone china cups and saucers had already been arranged. Steam rose from the black tea inside, accompanied by several plates of pastries that looked extremely expensive.
Jin Boyan sat down in the center of the sofa, stretching out comfortably with his long legs crossed. His fingers tapped casually against his knee as his indifferent gaze settled on the velvet curtains opposite them.
Su Qingmiao stood one step away from his side, feeling awkward and at a loss.
The other two salesclerks had already drawn the curtains open.
Before her eyes was a long row of clothes hanging on racks: long skirts, short skirts, T-shirts, blouses, trousers.
There were also several rows of shoes…
Vivian said respectfully from the side, “Young Master Jin, these are all the limited-edition pieces available for selection this season.”
Jin Boyan lifted his eyes slightly and looked toward Su Qingmiao. “Pick whatever you like.”
Su Qingmiao pressed her lips together and didn’t move.
“What are you standing there for?” Jin Boyan picked up the teacup in front of him and took an unhurried sip. “Waiting for me to take care of you?”