Xiao Tongyu stretched her hand toward the headboard, fumbled around for a moment, then click. The room was instantly plunged into darkness.
Ji Yunze glanced with some distaste at the bathrobe on Xiao Tongyu’s body that was in the way. How could the fabric be so coarse? Tomorrow he would definitely remind Han Yu to replace them all.
He roughly pulled off the bathrobe, and her upper body was instantly exposed. Then he leaned his head against her shoulder; the smooth, soft, delicate feel of her skin made his whole body relax.
Xiao Tongyu couldn’t help but shiver, her eyes squeezed shut, yet sleep was impossible.
“Why did you seduce me?” Ji Yunze’s cold voice came from behind her neck.
“What woman wouldn’t be tempted by a man like you, President Ji?” Xiao Tongyu still had her back to him, afraid that if she turned around, he would see right through her.
“Tell me the truth.”
As Ji Yunze spoke, his hand slowly slid between her thighs.
This woman—she looked slim, but she had breasts and hips, and that slender waist seemed like it could be encircled with one hand. All her flesh was exactly where it should be.
“But that is the truth, President Ji,” Xiao Tongyu answered sweetly.
Ji Yunze’s hand stroked back and forth along her inner thigh. The next second, he pinched down hard on the softest patch of flesh.
“Last chance.”
“Ah…” Xiao Tongyu cried out involuntarily from the pain.
“Speak.”
At this moment, she knew that if she didn’t tell the truth, she would die right here.
Since she was dead either way, she might as well try.
With that thought, Xiao Tongyu rolled over to face Ji Yunze and reached out to wrap her arms around his neck.
The next second, she kissed his lips.
Having never had her first kiss before, her kiss was inexperienced, even clumsy.
Suddenly tasting Xiao Tongyu’s luscious, sweet lips again, Ji Yunze’s powerful hand clamped firmly around the back of her head as he answered with an even fiercer, more unrestrained kiss.
He rolled over and pressed her down.
“Doesn’t it hurt anymore?”
“It hurts, but I’m willing.”
“Then shall we change positions?”
“…”
A night of the most intense entanglement.
…
When Xiao Tongyu woke up the next morning, she felt the pain wasn’t as bad as yesterday.
Was it the ointment taking effect, or Ji Yunze’s deliberate gentleness, or had she simply grown used to this state?
At that thought, Xiao Tongyu quickly shook her head.
She would rather believe it was the superb medicine of Imperial Capital Hospital.
It was probably still early, because Ji Yunze beside her was still asleep.
Xiao Tongyu leaned in close, studying him carefully, feeling that all of this was so unbelievable.
How many women in the Imperial Capital dreamed of climbing into the bed of a man with this flawless, handsome face—yet the one lying beside him was ordinary, unremarkable her.
Why? Was it because she was obedient and easy to sleep with?
When would Ji Yunze ever let her go?
The thought that another million had appeared in her bank account yesterday made Xiao Tongyu feel sick all over.
She felt this was a transaction. She had sold herself.
If she ever met a man she loved who truly loved her back, would she have the courage to tell him about this?
No. She wanted to return the money.
But then, what fool would turn against money?
That’s right—she, Xiao Tongyu, was exactly that fool.
With that thought, she picked up the phone by the bedside and transferred the two million back to Ji Yunze, untouched.
Ding.
The text message alert made Ji Yunze open his eyes. After glancing at his phone, he sat up.
The blanket slid off his body, exposing his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and well-defined abs.
“Secretary Xiao, you transferred me money after sleeping with me—what am I, a gigolo?”
Seeing Ji Yunze’s dark expression, Xiao Tongyu instantly regretted it.
“No, President Ji, it’s just that you gave me too much. I don’t deserve it.”
Ji Yunze stared at her face, as if trying to see right through her.
This woman… if she’s not after money, is she after my body?
Or was she playing hard to get, setting a long line to catch a big fish, planning to marry into the Ji Family and become its young madam?
He curled his lips into a smile. Interesting. Then I’ll play along.
Seeing Ji Yunze actually smile—a smile with a roguish edge—Xiao Tongyu, who had been by his side for so long, immediately sensed danger.
Ji Yunze gazed at Xiao Tongyu’s face. Without makeup, she looked even more fresh and delicate, as if he could pinch water out of her skin.
That palm-sized little face had been moaning softly beneath him last night, and on this fine morning, his beastly instincts flared up again in an instant.
How could he let her go?
“Since Secretary Xiao has already paid, I can’t take the money for nothing.”
Xiao Tongyu tensed up and instinctively backed away two steps, hugging the blanket to her chest. “Then… then give it back to me. I don’t want it.”
Ji Yunze rose and leaned toward her, the blanket sliding off him completely.
Even though she’d seen it many times already, seeing him naked in broad daylight still made Xiao Tongyu’s face flush red to the roots of her ears.
Damn it, if this kept up, even a whole box of morning-after pills wouldn’t be enough.
Ji Yunze pressed her down and gently pinched her tender little face:
“Be good. Open your mouth.”
…
After washing up and waiting for Ji Yunze to finish breakfast, Xiao Tongyu planned to go home. After all, she hadn’t changed out of yesterday’s clothes and hadn’t brought any makeup—going straight to work like this was inappropriate.
“President Ji, could I take an hour off this morning? I’d like to go home and change clothes.”
Having not slept at home for two nights in a row, Xiao Tongyu wanted nothing more than to take the whole day off and get a good long sleep—ideally waking up to find it had all been a dream.
Ji Yunze was sitting on the sofa with a tablet. He nodded.
Now dressed in a clean suit, the bangs on his forehead slicked back with gel, Ji Yunze had once again reverted to the image of the CEO of Ji Corporation.
Xiao Tongyu reached for the door. The moment she stepped out of the room, she saw Han Yu and Luo Junzhi sitting on the sofa in the lounge outside the presidential suite.
“Secretary Xiao?”
Both men were startled to see her.
She felt awkward. Coming out of Ji Yunze’s suite first thing in the morning—claiming nothing had happened was something even she wouldn’t believe.
Luo Junzhi whispered to Han Yu, “Where’s the woman from yesterday?”
Han Yu: “Do you even have to ask?”
Early this morning, the two of them had come to the Imperial Capital Hotel specifically to wait outside the suite, curious to see what tricks Ji Yunze would pull after asking for a woman of his own accord for the first time.
Well, Ji Yunze had indeed played it big—pulling a person right out of thin air.
Luo Junzhi studied Xiao Tongyu’s face. She wore no makeup, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, the big eyes beneath her bangs glinting with an alluring light. Without a trace of powder, she was sweeter and more captivating than any heavily made-up woman.
No wonder Ji Yunze couldn’t hold back.
“Young Master Han, Young Master Luo, what a coincidence? President Ji is in his room, I’ll take you in.” Xiao Tongyu put on her professional smile.
“Ah, no need. We’re just curious—you can tell us,” Luo Junzhi said, a sly glint in his eyes. “How many times did Ji Yunze go at it last night?”
Xiao Tongyu felt her head explode with a bang. She just wanted to find a crack in the floor to crawl into.
Han Yu gave Luo Junzhi a light push. “Secretary Xiao, don’t mind him. Nothing’s wrong—we’ll get going.”
Just then, the door opened, and Ji Yunze leaned against the doorframe with his hands in his pockets.
He spoke in a low, unhurried voice: “Five times. Counting this morning, seven in total.”
Xiao Tongyu instantly turned to stone. All she remembered was Ji Yunze wanting it over and over, until she was so exhausted her memory went completely blank.
Luo Junzhi’s jaw dropped. “Holy hell, Ji Yunze, were you trying to start a fire by friction?!”
“Want to hear about the night before last too?”
Xiao Tongyu felt she had no face left to keep listening to their conversation.
“President Ji, Young Master Han, Young Master Luo, you two chat—I’ll be going!” With that, she dashed into the elevator as if fleeing for her life.