Jing Se Yu Zhui – Chapter 130

She Never Gave Him Anything

Chapter 130: She Never Gave Him Anything

The night was deep, and the light from the hotel lobby diffused, casting onto Lian Li’s back. She bent slightly, a few strands of hair blown by the wind brushed past her porcelain-white, jade-like face.

Although her specific facial expression couldn’t be seen, her profile clearly showed that she was gentle and tender at the moment.

This tenderness, she had never shown him.

Not even a tenth of it.

Not far away, Jin Shi Yue witnessed this scene with his own eyes, his gaze cold and his face extremely dark.

Lian Li called out “Ge” twice. Jin Yan Ting slowly opened his eyelids, his unfathomable eyes focusing on her face.

Seeing that he was awake, Lian Li subtly took a small step back and repeated to Jin Yan Ting, “We’ve arrived at the hotel.”

He Shu, with his keen observation, stepped forward, intending to help, “President Jin.”

Jin Yan Ting gestured that it wasn’t necessary, then unhurriedly got out of the car.

Someone with inherent nobility and overbearing presence, even when drunk, his demeanor remained composed and elegant.

He Shu closed the car door, cast a grateful glance at Lian Li, and then followed Jin Yan Ting into the hotel.

It was not easy to act in front of a Big Shot, especially such a distinguished one. A slight mistake could lead to eternal damnation.

It was the first time Jin Yan Ting had been so drunk, so He Shu being careful was normal.

The night wind was cold, chilling her neck. Lian Li quickened her pace and followed them into the hotel.

As that graceful figure disappeared from sight, the aura around Jin Shi Yue became as cold as if quenched with ice.

He, a grown man, was standing there, and she hadn’t even seen him.

Her heart and eyes were entirely focused on another man.

If that man wasn’t Jin Yan Ting, Jin Shi Yue would have guaranteed he would have gone up and kicked him fiercely without a second word, leaving him sprawled on the ground in a sorry state.

But it just so happened.

It just so happened to be Jin Yan Ting.

The lobby of Yun Qi Hotel was brilliant and colorful. Lian Li caught up with them and called out to He Shu, handing him Jin Yan Ting’s forgotten pen.

“You take President Jin up first. I’ll have the manager send some hangover remedies to the room.”

“Then, Miss Lian, if you need anything, feel free to call me anytime.”

He Shu really liked Lian Li; she was simply a master at solving problems.

Jin Yan Ting was indeed quite drunk, but he had strong self-control and walked as steadily as usual, showing no signs of abnormality.

Lian Li glanced in the direction they were heading, the elevator hall.

She withdrew her gaze and walked to the front desk, asking the duty front desk attendant to call the hotel manager.

The front desk attendant on duty recognized her and knew she was with the guest staying in the presidential suite. Without daring to delay, she immediately contacted the manager.

Upon hearing the name, the manager quickly rushed over.

Lian Li clearly explained Jin Yan Ting’s situation. Having eaten together for so many years, she had a rough understanding of his diet.

Jin Yan Ting had three to five nutritionists planning his meals, and he never consumed sugar-oil mixtures or food with ginger flavor.

For such a VIP guest, the manager usually oversaw things personally. After listening to everything, he said that the hangover medicine and soup would be sent up together shortly.

After giving her instructions, Lian Li took out her mobile phone and edited a message to Assistant He, informing him that the hotel staff would be sending up hangover remedies.

He Shu asked her: 「Aren’t you coming over?」

Lian Li replied: 「No.」

She finished editing and sent the message successfully. The elevator arrived just then.

Lian Li stepped into the elevator, pressed the floor button with her fingertip, and lowered her head, idly scrolling through WeChat messages.

The elevator doors slowly closed. Just as they were about to shut, they suddenly paused, then opened again to both sides.

Lian Li looked up in confusion and was unexpectedly met with the sight of a familiar man.

Jin Shi Yue’s expression was indifferent, his gaze fixed on her without blinking. He let out a low sound and stepped into the elevator with long strides.

Lian Li blinked, confirming she wasn’t mistaken, and was immediately surprised.

The elevator doors closed tightly and began to ascend.

Lian Li’s fingers gripped her mobile phone. After a moment of thought, she turned sideways to look at him.

“Why are you here?”

The light from the cool white ceiling lamps cast onto the man’s broad shoulders and upright physique, illuminating his sharply defined face. Beneath his neat, dark bangs, his eyes were extremely cold.

Lian Li was not intimidated by him and continued, “I told you my physiological period is coming, and I can’t do it.”

Jin Shi Yue sneered, his tone full of unknown meaning, repeating her words: “Can’t do it.”

A mocking smile tugged at his lips. “You see me as a fuck buddy?”

Lian Li thought he would at least respect and understand her. She had a period before, during, and after her physiological period when she couldn’t do certain things.

But looking at him now, it didn’t seem like it.

So late, and he came from the Capital City to Shanghai. Was he planning to talk about romance? Or to stand on The Bund with a telescope, counting the population flow?

Lian Li pursed her lips slightly, unsure of his intentions.

“What,” Jin Shi Yue watched her expression, a mocking curve on his lips, “did I hit the nail on the head again?”

“I don’t see you as a fuck buddy.” Lian Li averted her gaze, her eyes fixed on the flashing elevator buttons. “Aren’t we dating now?”

She was worried about being overheard by surveillance, so she deliberately lowered her voice. However, to Jin Shi Yue, it sounded like an admission of guilt.

The elevator was moving fast and was about to reach the floor.

Lian Li spoke, “We’re almost there. The elevator isn’t private. We can talk about it when we get to the room.”

Jin Shi Yue let out a cold scoff.

Lian Li heard the sound and turned to look at him. The man’s eyelashes were slightly lowered, and his emotions were indistinguishable.

Exiting the elevator, Jin Shi Yue remained silent.

Lian Li walked a few steps, then turned back and saw him standing still. What a striking and eye-catching Noble Young Master he was.

She hurried back, grabbed his arm, and pulled him towards the suite.

Jin Shi Yue glanced at her fingers gripping his arm and indifferently followed her.

Lian Li swiped the room card to open the door and hastily pulled him inside.

“If you stand outside, people will see you, and then our relationship will be unclear.”

Jin Shi Yue’s slightly relieved heart suddenly sank: “What’s unclear about it?”

Lian Li tilted her face up: “You’re asking the obvious.”

Jin Shi Yue looked at her calm demeanor at this moment, then recalled what he had just seen. His heart suddenly turned cold, feeling completely blocked.

“Are you that afraid of Jin Yan Ting knowing about our relationship?”

He knew the answers to these questions, yet he still asked her.

Lian Li looked at him and didn’t speak.

“You’re not talking to me again.”

Jin Shi Yue’s voice was icy, filled with intense sarcasm. “You only talk to Jin Yan Ting, right? You have endless things to say to him, but it’s difficult to even squeeze out a single word for me.”

Lian Li didn’t understand how he came to that conclusion and asked doubtfully, “Don’t I talk to you often?”

When had it been difficult for her to squeeze out a single word?

Seeing her confused expression, Jin Shi Yue became even more angry.

After calming down for a moment, he said, “I’m staying here tonight.”

Although the topic jumped significantly, Lian Li quickly reacted: “No, many employees in this hotel are Chen Wei Qi’s people, and Jin Yan Ting is staying upstairs. It’s easy to be discovered.”

In such situations, she could always cleverly detect many potential crises.

Jin Shi Yue gazed at Lian Li. Her apricot eyes were bright and luminous. At a certain moment, a certain person stirred up a ripple of panic in the calm lake.

And that person was clearly not him.

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Jing Se Yu Zhui

Jing Se Yu Zhui

京色欲坠
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Lian Li's father was a driver for the top tycoon, the Jin Family. The day her father died in the line of duty, it was pouring rain. Jin Yan Ting walked towards her, his deep voice stating: "Come with me." He kept her by his side, protecting her for nine years. Hearing that Jin Yan Ting had almost fallen out with his family over his white moonlight, Lian Li knew he didn't have her in his heart and chose to exit gracefully. Unexpectedly, under the soft moonlight, they hooked up for the entire night. The next day at noon, she opened her eyes to find his younger brother, Jin Shi Yue, beside her. Lian Li sincerely suggested, "You enjoyed yourself last night too, why don't we part on good terms?" "I didn't enjoy myself enough, we can't part," the man said, a bath towel loosely tied around his waist. Water droplets from his damp hair fell, tracing a path down his collarbone and disappearing into the bath towel wrapped around his waist, exuding a natural sexiness. A lazy smile curved his lips. "Take responsibility for me, Lian Li." Later, At a certain banquet, Lian Li felt unwell and left early. Jin Yan Ting heard about it, hastily left the banquet, and knocked on the lounge door. Inside, Jin Shi Yue forcefully held Lian Li's waist, pressing her tightly against the door, and looking down to kiss her lips, he hoarsely said, "Tell him to get lost." Jin Shi Yue was known for being a scoundrel. Everyone thought he was just playing around, passing the time. Until Jing Ye, the circles were abuzz: Jin Shi Yue had personally written Lian Li a love letter. The young masters of prominent families rushed to deny it: It's fake, impossible, definitely forged! How could the distinguished Second Young Master Jin lower himself. The next day, during a media interview, a reporter sought confirmation. The man smiled lazily and corrected, "Two. One love letter, and one marriage certificate."

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