Chapter 237: I Have Something to Give You

Every time she thought of the look Han Qi gave her before he left, she felt shivers down her spine.

Liu Shi, posed with such a question, also realized the gravity of the situation and tried not to panic, only to offer reassurance: “No, it won’t happen.

After all, he is part of the Kang Family.

It wouldn’t be beneficial for him to release it publicly.”

“I can’t accept any what-ifs!”

Kang Xiangyue sprung from the bed, forcefully pushing Liu Shi out, “Go find dad.

Beg him, threaten him, make him put pressure on Han Qi.

He must get ahold of the surveillance footage.”

Liu Shi couldn’t resist her and was directly pushed out the door.

As she turned around, the door of the ward slammed shut before her eyes.

From inside, Kang Xiangyue’s wails of despair were clearly audible.

Liu Shi dropped her raised hand and did not knock again.

…

Nan Jiaojiao was sleeping soundly when the vibration of her cell phone woke her up.

With eyes closed, she fumbled for it, answered the call still with eyes closed, only to hear Han Qi’s playboy voice invade her ear: “Little fairy, did you miss me?”

The corner of Nan Jiaojiao’s mouth drew a cold arc, “Looking for death?”

Han Qi shamelessly replied: “If you want me dead, I could die this minute.

It’d be best if you did the deed yourself, then I’d die happy.

See how obedient I am, utterly at your command.”

Nan Jiaojiao let out a low sigh, her slightly pursed thin lips turning a shade cooler.

“Which hand of yours is functional?”

Han Qi shrank his neck and offered a sly smile, “Cut it out, will you?

It’s just recovered a little.

You’re always ready to snap it off.

If it really breaks, how am I to attend to you?

There goes the happiness of the rest of your life.”

Nan Jiaojiao pulled the phone away from her ear.

Sensing she was about to hang up, Han Qi shouted on the other end: “I have something for you, very important.

Let’s meet today—”

“Beep—”

He choked on the word “today,” unable to swallow it back or spit it out.

Han Qi felt terrible, redialing only to discover that he had been blocked.

Such little tricks couldn’t stump him; he simply drove straight to Feisheng to catch her.

Nan Jiaojiao slept again, and when she woke up, she heard noises outside.

Assuming it was Bo Yanching, she sat up, rushed to the mirror, and checked herself.

Not sexy enough.

Maybe unbuttoning one more button would do the trick.

However, when she opened the bedroom door, the one sitting in the living room drinking water was actually Lu Zhenzhen.

“You often come to my place right after work.

Has Gao Zhe been very busy lately?” Nan Jiaojiao leaned on the door and asked, her voice lazy and sultry.

Lu Zhenzhen, one hand holding a water glass and the other occupied with a cellphone, was dealing with emails.

She spared a glance at Nan Jiaojiao, then suddenly looked up, her eyes fixating with an amused and meaningful smile, “With your collar pulled so low, who are you planning to seduce?”

Nan Jiaojiao: “Bo Yanching.”

“Does he come often?”

Lu Zhenzhen put away her phone, leaned closer with her eyes twinkling with curiosity, “And does he sleep over every time?”

“Not always, not during my period.”

Wow!

That single word “Not” almost steered Lu Zhenzhen’s thoughts towards purity.

But deep down, she was still a bit rotten.

“Should I leave then?

Maybe he’s coming over in a bit?” Lu Zhenzhen clearly didn’t intend to leave, poking around motionlessly.

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the wall clock.

It was almost six, “I’m hungry.

Let’s go out to eat.”

Lu Zhenzhen felt disappointed, “Will it kill you to talk a bit more?”

Nan Jiaojiao turned and went back into her room, not closing the door.

After picking out clothes to wear and tossing them casually onto the bed, she undressed with her back to the doorway, her fingers reaching behind her back, unfastening hooks.

She undressed with silken smoothness.

“What about Gao Zhe?”

Lu Zhenzhen eyed her intently, suddenly her enthusiasm dampened by the mention of someone else’s name, “He’s busy, with the year-end approaching.”