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âMm, I know youâre not.â His throat bobbed as he reached out to gently stroke her hair. âJust now, I couldnât help myself.â
The low, seductive voice entered her ears, and Su Zixi felt her cheeks heat up again.
In truth, she should have been angry, should have righteously scolded him, should have⦠but Su Zixi looked into his smiling eyes and suddenly couldnât muster any anger at all.
Instead⦠her heartbeat grew increasingly cheerful.
She cleared her throat and began, âMr. He, what are you doing here?â
He Jingyao chuckled, âWhat do you think?â
⦠Could he have come specifically for her?
âYouâre right.â He Jingyao gave her a deep look. âYou havenât left the campus for days; if I wasnât certain you were safe, I would have gone to your school to fetch you.â
Su Zixi instinctively explained, âI⦠Iâve been preparing for a competition.â
âMm, I know.â He Jingyao looked at her dazed expression, and his heart itched.
After a few days without seeing her, this woman seemed even more radiant. Her face, flushed and full of vitality, looked even more enchanting.
His fingers twitched, suddenly regretting having stopped earlier.
Su Zixi felt her whole body heat up under his gaze and couldnât help but avert her eyes. Then, she noticed the bottle of wine that He Jingyao had somehow placed by the sofa.
âBy the way, thank you for the wine.â After thinking for a moment, she said worriedly, âWonât this cause you any trouble?â
Though Ning Yichen was a good person, as the young master of the Ning Family, he had his pride. If he found out He Jingyao was behind this, he wouldnât let it slide.
âYouâre worried about me?â He Jingyaoâs gaze deepened.
âI was just asking⦠just askingâ¦â Su Zixi replied a little warily.
He Jingyao couldnât help but laugh, âDonât worry. Do you really think I would let anyone push me around?â
Su Zixi quickly shook her head! Given Mr. Heâs shamelessness, Su Zixi believed he was the only one who could bully others!
âMoreover, Ning Yichenâs position in the Ning Family might not be as secure as you think.â He Jingyaoâs tone turned slightly cold.
Su Zixiâs eyes widened, and she asked anxiously, âWhatâs going on?â
He Jingyao saw her hand unconsciously gripping his sleeve, and his gaze darkened, âIt seems you care about him a lot.â
âNo, no.â Su Zixi smiled awkwardly, âIâm eager for his misfortune. If something happens to him, Su Lianxi will have no one to rely on.â
âReally?â He Jingyao squinted slightly.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Su Zixi nodded earnestly, âReally!â
No matter why Mr. He was so persistent about her, Su Zixi didnât want him to know about her complicated feelings for Ning Yichen.
After all, he was her future brother-in-law.
âThatâs good.â He Jingyao seemed satisfied. Perhaps she wasnât entirely over Ning Yichen yet, but that was fine. He had plenty of patience.
Su Zixi looked at her watch and said with a troubled look, âMr. He, I should head back to my dormitory.â
After saying this, she cautiously observed He Jingyaoâs expression.
âJingyao.â The man suddenly said.
Su Zixi was taken aback.
âFrom now on, just call me by my name.â He grasped Su Zixiâs hand, âSay it once, and Iâll let you go back to school.â
Su Zixiâs cheeks flushed slightly, and she whispered, âJingyao.â
âI didnât hear that.â He raised an eyebrow.
âJingyao⦠Ah!â Su Zixi called his name again, and to her surprise, the man suddenly leaned in and nipped at her lips.
She covered her sore lips and looked accusingly at the culprit.