Hong Kong Nights of Passion

Chapter 108 Your argument is unconvincing; I refuse.

The next morning, as the sunlight streamed through the French windows, Wen Jinnian stretched and her fingertips touched something warm and soft.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw Chi Yige lying on his side, propped up on one side, staring intently at her.

Wen Jinian closed her eyes, turned around, and buried herself under the covers.

A low chuckle came from above, and Chi Yige called her name: "Wen Jinnian".

The person in bed tucked the blanket in even tighter.

He reached out and tugged at the corner of the blanket: "What? Are you shy?"

"No, no... Please put your clothes on first."

The muffled sound was muffled by the cotton wool.

"I promise I won't touch you. Hurry up and go downstairs for dinner, or you'll be late for work."

"Today I..." Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly sat up with a jolt, but gasped sharply.

Chi Yige immediately helped her up, and saw her rubbing her waist, her eyes filled with resentment: "You broke your promise."

He leaned down and whispered a soft laugh in her ear, his voice hoarse: "But last night, weren't you also..."

"Shut up! Don't say another word!" Wen Jinnian said angrily. "You...you're not allowed to live in this villa anymore!"

"Why?" Chi Yige's expression darkened slightly.

"My aunt is coming back."

If we're close by, we'll definitely be discovered sooner or later.

She was about to get out of bed when he swept her up in his arms and carried her straight to the bathroom: "Can't I sneak in and sneak out in the morning?"

The person in his arms was still struggling. He looked down at her reddened earlobes, a soft chuckle escaping his throat. He gently brushed his fingertips against her burning cheeks: "Wash up first, okay?"

Wen Jinian stared at the dense hickeys on her neck and collarbone in the mirror, her whole face feeling stuffy.

She turned and glared resentfully at the person standing with their arms crossed at the bathroom door: "If you do this again, you're never allowed to touch me again."

“Wen,” Chi Yige raised an eyebrow and smiled, “your explanation is unconvincing, I refuse to accept it.”

She turned around angrily, washed up, and then wandered to the wardrobe, rummaging through drawers and cupboards. With great difficulty, she pulled out a turtleneck T-shirt, put it on, and tugged at the neckline.

Unfortunately, the neckline was too loose, and the red marks on the edge of her collarbone were still faintly visible.

A low laugh came from behind her. She turned around and saw him leaning against the wardrobe, his fingertips casually brushing against his lips: "You're just trying to cover it up."

"Mind your own business!" She got up, pushed him away, and walked out.

Wen Jinnian stormed downstairs, her hands in her pockets, while Chi Yige followed leisurely.

When they arrived at the dining table, Fu Yiyi appeared out of nowhere, resting her chin on her hand and grinning foolishly at her phone, her eyes and brows radiating an irrepressible springtime charm.

Wen Jinian stared at the corners of her mouth that turned up when she was lost in thought, then looked down at the faint red marks on her collarbone.

Last night, someone's antics left me with a sore back and aching muscles, and even drinking a sip of milk now feels like a chore.

Chi Yige picked up a piece of her favorite egg pancake and put it in her bowl. She stuffed it into her mouth without looking up at him.

The man suddenly leaned closer, his fingertip brushing against the milk stain on the corner of her lips: "Want to go see a movie tonight?"

"Isn't Dr. Chi a very busy person?" she hummed, biting her fork.

“I didn’t date in college.” He tapped the rim of her bowl with his fingertip, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes. “I’ll make up for all the rituals that others have.”

Wen Jinnian paused, holding the fork, when she suddenly remembered the strength he had used to massage her back last night, and the seriousness hidden in his eyes now.

I thought someone of his stature wouldn't care about what others thought, but I didn't expect him to remember even such details.

She looked down and poked at the egg pancake in the bowl, her ears gradually burning. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him tapping his fingertips on the table, as if waiting for her reply.

Suddenly remembering Fu Yiyi's silly smile just now, her heart softened for some reason, but she deliberately kept a straight face: "...Let's make it clear first, no lateness allowed."

The person opposite her chuckled softly and scratched the back of her hand with their fingertip: "Yes, Wen." Fu Yiyi then seemed to notice the two of them and exclaimed, "I'm already full from eating my food."

Wen Jinnian followed Fu Yiyi to the training room. After finishing one class, there was a commotion outside the door.

When she went out, she saw Qin Fang, along with his wife and Qin Xianglian, blocking the doorway with a large bouquet of flowers and several large bags of gifts.

Fu Yiyi's face instantly turned cold: "What are you doing here?"

"Miss Fu, we're all on the same side..."

“I don’t have an unreasonable mother like you,” Fu Yiyi interrupted her directly.

Madam Qin smiled apologetically, "I was blind to realize that Miss Fu's surname was also Chi."

Fu Yiyi snorted coldly and didn't answer her.

Madam Qin's gaze drifted towards Wen Jinnian. "Miss Wen, could we talk privately?"

Wen Jinnian glanced at the crowd that was gradually gathering around her, and fearing that something might happen, she pursed her lips and said, "Let's go to the coffee shop up ahead."

Qin Fang immediately put on a smile, gestured for her to enter, and casually placed the gift at Fu Yiyi's feet.

Fu Yiyi frowned and called Duan Jiaxu over: "Keep an eye on these things, don't let anyone steal them."

As he spoke, he put his arm around Wen Jinnian's shoulder and walked towards the coffee shop, his fingertips flying across his phone as he sent a message: "The Qin family is blocking the training room. Bring reinforcements to the coffee shop."

The two had just sat down in the coffee shop and ordered coffee when Qin Fang spoke up, "Miss Wen, how about we settle yesterday's matter privately?"

"How do you want to resolve this?" Wen Jinnian asked him.

Qin Fang rubbed his hands together, his smile a little awkward: "Miss Wen, my family was ignorant before and caused some misunderstandings... Since you see that Young Master Chi really values ​​you so much, could you please put in a good word for me with him?"

"Specifically?" Wen Jinian asked, her head bowed as she stirred her coffee with a spoon.

"Our Xianglian was confused for a moment. She has already been punished, and in the future, she can only marry someone from another district."

Madam Qin pulled Qin Xianglian forward, her eyes reddening, "We are willing to compensate Miss Wen for the damage to her reputation and her emotional distress. Please give her a chance to change her ways. We only have one daughter, and she has been spoiled..."

Wen Jinnian looked up at Qin Xianglian. Although the other woman had her eyes downcast, she bit her lip and glared at her fiercely. Her eyes were red and full of resentment, and her fingertips twisted the hem of her skirt until it was wrinkled.

This appearance hardly suggests remorse or repentance; it clearly indicates that resentment is bottled up inside, waiting for it to erupt one day.

She didn't reply.

Fu Yiyi, who was standing next to her, suddenly laughed and tapped the table with her fingertip: "Mrs. Qin is wrong, isn't she?" Her gaze swept over Qin Xianglian's tense face. "Shouldn't we ask for a chance to make amends first, and then make the person involved show that they are admitting their mistake?"

Qin Xianglian suddenly looked up, about to lash out, but was held down by Madam Qin.

"Miss Fu is right."

Madam Qin turned around and grabbed Qin Xianglian's hand, "Quickly apologize to Miss Wen."

Qin Xianglian gritted her teeth and squeezed out three words: "I'm sorry!" Her fingertips dug into her palm, leaving bluish-white marks.

Looking at her tense expression, Wen Jinnian suddenly smiled: "Madam Qin, whether your daughter sincerely apologized or not is clear to everyone."

She stood up as soon as she finished speaking, "In that case, let's hand it over to the police and let them decide how to judge it."

"Miss Wen!" Mrs. Qin hurriedly grabbed her wrist, smiled apologetically and pulled back, taking out a check from her bag and pushing it over, "I'll give you five million! Your studio only pays ten thousand or so a month, this money is enough for you to work less for several years."

Wen Jinian stared at the checks on the table and suddenly felt a little ironic.

Do they think everything can be solved with money?

She pushed the check aside with her fingertips, her gaze sweeping over Qin Xianglian's angry expression: "Madam Qin, some debts can be settled with money, but it also depends on whether I'm willing."

"Wen Jinian, don't push your luck."

Qin Xianglian suddenly grabbed the coffee cup on the table and splashed it at Wen Jinian. The moment the brown liquid splashed, a tall figure suddenly loomed over her.

(End of this chapter)