She believed Tang Zhishen would keep his word; he was a very, very meticulous man who would treat her extremely well.
However...
"You want to be a male kept man?"
The man's body stiffened, his grip loosening slightly.
She easily pulled one foot free, her small sole pressing lightly against his chest a few times.
"If you're willing, it's not impossible. I'm also tired of Guan Weiyun..."
This time, the man's hands both dropped.
Xu Qian raised an eyebrow inwardly. With his status and upbringing, he definitely couldn't tolerate such a thing.
She just wanted to force him away.
A mere twenty points of favorability were being gambled on this romantic talk. Who knew what scheme he was cooking up to trap her.
"Okay."
Xu Qian: "...??"
"What are you talking about?"
The man sat up beside her, their bodies close enough that Xu Qian could feel the warmth emanating from him.
His dark eyes flickered, but his tone was exceptionally firm.
"I said, I am willing."
Xu Qian:!!
Was this man possessed? Had his brain short-circuited?
Did he even know what he was saying??
Xu Qian felt a lump in her throat, unable to utter a single word.
The man tentatively reached out and cupped her tightly clenched fist in his palm.
She habitually recoiled slightly, only to be held firmly. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"Xu Qian, I've yielded repeatedly. Just let me have this one time."
His voice was calm, intentionally lowered, making Xu Qian feel soft and yielding.
Her body said "yes, yes," but her will said "no."
If she agreed to him, what about Tang Zhiyuan?
His sister-in-law was hard to deal with, but his younger uncle...
Suddenly, a glint of understanding flashed in Xu Qian's eyes. So that's how it was.
Tang Zhishen actually intended this.
He had already planned to break her and his brother apart. If she truly got together with him...
The young woman's eyes curved into a smile. "Let go first."
The man obediently released her hand.
She raised her hand and gently touched his handsome face. The man furrowed his brows but endured it, remaining still.
Men generally disliked being touched on the face.
Her fingertips, soft and slow, traced his cheek and finally pressed gently beneath his eye.
The small red mole there was slightly raised. She couldn't resist rubbing it and chuckled.
"Ah Shen, it depends on your performance."
The lingering melody of the young woman's voice traveled through his ear and into his mind. Ah Shen...
The man's eyes brightened; he wasn't disappointed.
"Okay."
"Ring ring ring—"
Tang Zhishen's expression darkened slightly. He got up and took out his phone.
"Hello."
After the person on the other end spoke for a while, the man grunted and hung up.
"People from Guangming Base arrived earlier. Do you want to go?"
Xu Qian raised an eyebrow. He wasn't wary of Guangming Base at all.
"Yes."
She wondered if those two would show up.
The young woman pulled open the wardrobe and began choosing a dress.
The man, hands in his pockets, leaned against the doorframe, watching her busy figure.
"The one from this morning looked very good."
The young woman shook her head. "It was too tight, suffocating."
The man's brows knitted. "If it's uncomfortable, don't wear it. Wear what you like."
"Oh, doesn't President Tang have a penchant for cheongsams? I should definitely cooperate."
She pulled out a cheongsam with a blue and white porcelain pattern, glanced at it, and put it back. She then picked up a cheongsam with a blue floral pattern, and put that back as well.
Seeing her indecision, the man stepped forward and selected a purple-pink girlish cheongsam, suitable for her age.
The young woman hugged the dress and squinted with a smile. "So Ah Shen likes this style."
"Hurry and change."
After the man left, Xu Qian's smiling face slowly turned cold.
She finally understood. Men, after all, still liked girls who were sweet, fragrant, and soft...
But she wasn't.