Seeing Bai Jinghong leave, Fan Ning’er quickly grabbed her phone and rapidly sent Chen Lin a message.
“I was out jogging with a girlfriend. She was messing around. Don’t overthink it!”
“I’m going to keep running. No need to reply. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
Perhaps driven by guilt, Fan Ning’er hastily explained.
After sending the message, she didn’t have a second for anything else before Bai Jinghong came back out with a wine glass.
So she quickly tossed her phone back onto the sofa.
Bai Jinghong saw that Fan Ning’er hadn’t moved and asked,
“Not going to rinse your mouth? Fine, let’s start directly.”
“Don’t worry, I’m a man of my word. I said tonight you play the instrument, so you play the instrument!”
“I’ll save that other entrance for next time. I’m already full today.”
Bai Jinghong plopped down on the sofa, placed his wine glass aside, spread his legs, and leaned back against the cushions.
“Help yourself to your own needs!”
“And remember this: if I find out next time that the entrance has already been forced open by someone else, then your Fan Family can just wait for bankruptcy liquidation.”
The blatant threat left Fan Ning’er unable to respond.
She was terrified, frightened, but had absolutely no idea what to do.
“Hurry up!” Bai Jinghong barked.
Fan Ning’er was trembling all over.
She had thought that by having Bai Jinghong come over, the two of them could settle the matter over the dinner table.
She had shown her sincerity, offered her apology, and definitely figured Bai Jinghong wouldn’t hold it against her too much.
After all, he had loved her so much before.
But things reaching this stage exceeded her expectations; no, every single step had exceeded her expectations.
Tears glinting in her eyes, hands shaking, Fan Ning’er slowly reached towards Bai Jinghong’s belt.
Every movement was filled with terror.
Especially when the “pillar propping up the heavens” was revealed, Fan Ning’er truly felt a humiliation unprecedented in her life.
She wanted to cry, wanted to break down.
“If… if I do this, you’ll let the Fan Corporation off the hook?”
Fan Ning’er asked, her voice thick with tears.
“Heh, I’m not you. I said I’d let it go, so I will.” Bai Jinghong sneered.
Fan Ning’er took a deep breath, let it out, raised a hand to tuck her hair behind her ear, and lowered her head.
When she saw the vein-riddled Pillar of Optimus Prime, her heart nearly reached tachycardia levels.
In the end, she steeled her resolve, closed her eyes tightly, opened her mouth, and lowered her head.
“Mmph…”
“Tss—damn it! What the hell is that? Did you ever eat lollipops as a kid? Do it like that!” Bai Jinghong scolded furiously.
Fan Ning’er only felt humiliation mixed with grievance.
That bastard, talking about lollipops—a lollipop that big, where would she ever have eaten one as a kid?
And he even… it was already at the back of her throat, and that was only half.
Bai Jinghong relaxed completely, leaning back on the sofa, sipping his red wine in small mouthfuls.
……
The minute hand on the wall clock swept a full circle.
Fan Ning’er was almost losing all sensation when she finally felt the “chicken fillet bursting with juices” in her mouth.
“Mmph…” Covering her mouth, Fan Ning’er quickly pulled out several tissues and spat into them.
Then she bolted up and rushed into the bathroom.
Bai Jinghong didn’t stop her.
Fan Ning’er truly lived up to being a CEO; her learning ability was strong.
Satisfying!
Bai Jinghong was in a good mood now. As for what he had promised Fan Ning’er, taking a step back wasn’t entirely impossible in truth.
However, at that moment, he noticed Fan Ning’er’s phone ding.
Driven by curiosity, he picked up the phone again, wanting to see if Chen Lin had replied anything else.
Had he gone crazy yet?
Having unlocked it earlier, he already knew the password; this time was easy.
But when he opened FlyChat, the two sentences above made Bai Jinghong’s face turn cold.
He couldn’t help but let out a cold snort.
“Jogging, is it? Messing around, is she?”
Bai Jinghong muttered under his breath, tossing the phone aside.
When Fan Ning’er came out, Bai Jinghong had already stood up, preparing to leave.
“Jinghong… you… you remember what you promised!”
Fan Ning’er quickly reminded him.
“Promised what? I don’t recall?” Bai Jinghong feigned confusion.
Fan Ning’er’s expression changed drastically; she thought Bai Jinghong was going back on his word.
“You… didn’t you promise me that after… that, you’d relent?”
“You have no honor!”
Fan Ning’er was somewhat enraged, trembling with anger.
“I have no honor? Didn’t you say it was just messing around with a girlfriend? So, doesn’t that mean nothing at all just happened between us?”
Bai Jinghong sneered.
Fan Ning’er froze, her face paling.
“Fan Ning’er, ah, Fan Ning’er. Is Chen Lin that important to you?”
“Turns out you’re this devoted, so afraid he’d misunderstand that you couldn’t wait to explain?”
“Since you said you were messing around with a girlfriend, then let’s treat it as messing around. You keep jogging; I’m going home to sleep!”
Fan Ning’er would never let Bai Jinghong leave. She immediately ran over and hugged him tightly.
“You… you can’t do this, I already…”
Bai Jinghong mercilessly pried her hands away. “It’s fine. There will be more chances. Today’s events—pretend they didn’t happen. They don’t count!”
Don’t count?
Thunder roared in Fan Ning’er’s mind. One hour of humiliation, and it doesn’t count? Act as if it never happened?
Then what was that in her mouth just now? Milk?
“Bai Jinghong, you can’t do this! You promised me! You can’t…”
Fan Ning’er was starting to break down.
“Next time, for sure!”
Bai Jinghong, back turned to her, waved his hand and walked out of the villa.
After Bai Jinghong was long gone, Fan Ning’er’s entire body went limp. She collapsed, sitting on the floor.
She buried her head in her knees and cried softly.
Just then, the phone on the sofa began to ring again.
Fan Ning’er’s gaze immediately turned icy cold.
It was all because of Chen Lin! If he hadn’t sent that message, how would Bai Jinghong have discovered it?
How would she have suffered this humiliation for nothing?
Fan Ning’er rushed to the sofa and grabbed the phone.
After unlocking it, there was another long string of messages from Chen Lin, filling the whole screen.
“Ning’er, I know you were just messing around. I didn’t misunderstand.”
“In my heart, you are the most perfect woman. How could I possibly doubt you?”
A few minutes later, more messages came:
“Still jogging? I was worried you might get too tired… because you’ve been running through my mind all day.”
“Where’s my baby? (sticker)”
“I guess you must be very busy, so just read the first three words.”
“I’m looking at the stars right now. Know the difference between you and the stars? The stars are in the sky, and you’re in my heart.”
A whole series of cheesy pickup lines, along with stickers like “pat pat” and “wife, miss you,” were all sent by Chen Lin.
Seeing those messages, fury blazed in Fan Ning’er’s heart.
She dialed a call directly.
It was picked up almost instantly. “Ning’er! You finished up? Where are you? I’ll come pick you up. I really miss you.”
Chen Lin sounded extremely happy.
Since he’d been back, things had been happening one after another. Fan Ning’er’s mood had been terrible, and she hadn’t been paying him much attention.
So Chen Lin, desperate to make amends and win her back, was being exceptionally attentive, afraid of losing her.
Who knew, Fan Ning’er immediately snapped, “Are you mentally ill? Can’t you understand plain language?”
“And let me tell you, you and I are friends at best. Don’t flatter yourself. If you say any more suggestive nonsense, I’ll block you.”
“I’m warning you, don’t bother me anymore!”
After hanging up in fury, Fan Ning’er was still seething.
Her gaze fell upon the balled-up tissues on the coffee table.
Enraged, she swept her hand across, sending everything on the coffee table crashing to the floor.
