An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 132 Attack and Defense (Part 2)
Jiang Zheng stopped biting her, but remained buried in her neck, not leaving.

It wasn't until this moment that Chu Yao had an epiphany, and she silently turned her head to one side, moving away a little distance.

They had barely moved an inch when they heard the man's deep, hoarse warning voice: "Don't stop, keep yelling!"

Chu Yao was stunned.

"Do I have to bite you before you'll obey?"

"Ah!—", quick thinking returned in time.

The back seat space felt cramped for two people in such an unreasonable position; the enclosed space meant the distance between them was almost negligible.

In the dark, other human senses are amplified. Chu Yao shouted at the top of her lungs, and the man's scent forcefully and domineeringly filled her mouth and nose.

The faint smell of tobacco, but more so the scent of male hormones, surprised Chu Yao that she didn't dislike it.

He just stayed there, supporting himself on her body, and after the group left, he didn't do anything more.

Besides his face being pressed against the skin of her neck, Chu Yao could feel that he was deliberately using his core strength to control his body, keeping a just-right, subtle distance between them.

The two are currently in a situation that is difficult to define as either extremely close or maintaining a proper distance; it is an extreme contradiction.

Seeing that the group soon returned the way they came, the driver couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "What's going on over there?"

Hong Mingyang lowered his voice: "Keep your voice down, Brother Zheng is over there. A couple of days ago, Brother Biao brought a woman to the manor, and later the boss gave her to Brother Zheng."

After saying that, he glanced back at the still-moving black SUV and exclaimed, "I never expected that Brother Zheng, who usually seems so indifferent to women, would actually be such a wild person in private!"

Finally, he added, "They're quite picky about locations!"

The driver was also startled. He subconsciously took two steps forward, craning his neck to look, wanting to find out what was going on. But as soon as his head was sticking out, Hong Mingyang pulled him back.

"Stop looking, stop looking! If he finds out, you'll be in big trouble!"

After all, he had personally witnessed this man's ruthless methods. He was a model of a man who was ruthless and didn't talk much. Anyone who crossed him was doomed.

The suona horns faded away, and soon after, the roar of the old van's engine rose and then gradually faded into the distance, finally returning to silence.

Chu Yao sniffed awkwardly, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke softly, "They've all left."

My voice is so hoarse, a consequence of being too engrossed in screaming just now.

"Hmm," the man responded indifferently, but there was no further feedback.

Chu Yao waited a moment, then spoke again, "Do you want to get off me?"

This is a significant departure from the previous euphemistic style, becoming much more straightforward.

"I can't get up." Chu Yao asked in confusion, "Why?"

"You kicked someone and injured them."

His shameless and scoundrel-like answer made Chu Yao blush. Her situation of being "dependent on others" made it impossible for Chu Yao to argue with him—it was clearly his rudeness first. She could only ask in a pitiful voice, "Then what do you want to do?"

He responded quickly and casually, "You injured him by kicking him, so you're responsible."

Chu Yao didn't continue his conversation and remained silent.

Only a fool would try to reason with a scoundrel.

The air was filled with the sweet scent of the girl's hair, though it might not be entirely the scent of hair; there might be something else too, Jiang Zheng couldn't quite tell.

For some reason, Jiang Zheng started chatting with her casually in this situation, asking, "What's your name?"

Chu Yao didn't understand why he suddenly asked her name. She didn't want to talk to him, so she closed her eyes and continued to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

After a long while, he didn't say anything more.

Chu Yao opened her eyes inquisitively and met a pair of deep, peach blossom eyes. As if bewitched, she actually saw a hint of warm softness in those eyes that were always dangerous and sharp.

He blurted out, almost as if possessed, "Chu Yao."

Jiang Zheng's lips curled into a smile as he stared straight at her, saying each word clearly: "The charming Chu, the flawless Yao?"

Chu Yao's heart skipped a beat, because the next sentence she hadn't had time to say was: "The Chu in 'surrounded by enemies on all sides,' and the Yao in 'the most common character with the 'king' radical."

The eyes in front of me were so beautiful that, after looking at them for a while, I found myself becoming somewhat mesmerized.

She recalled that two days ago, this man had jokingly asked her why she would rather follow him than go to Chen Biao's place? Wouldn't the outcome be the same anyway? ...Could it be because he's handsome?

He had an innate, frivolous air about him.

At the time, she certainly didn't know that he wouldn't actually touch her.

As for why, she didn't know, and naturally, she wasn't in the mood to answer his extremely frivolous question at the time.

However, at this moment, she inexplicably felt that he might actually be right, and it was because of that seemingly absurd reason.

After a brief moment of distraction, Chu Yao returned to her senses. She looked away from his overly intense gaze and instead looked out the car window. The sky seemed to be getting a little brighter. She nodded gently, "Mm."

She heard the man's low chuckle, and the words, "You're good enough for me."

Delicate and charming, flawless like jade, this name suits you perfectly.