Returning after a three-year escape from death, the tyrant has turned evil.

Chapter 349 Extra Chapter: Modern Era 9
Song Yi quickly waved her hand: "No need, there's still milk at home, more than we can drink."

Knowing Song Yi was embarrassed, she deliberately gave the two of them a teasing look and said, "Alright, take care on your way back."

"Okay, goodbye Auntie."

Jiang Lanye said calmly.

The door closed again. Song Yi closed her eyes, raised her hand to cover her face, and let out a wail: "It's all your fault, this is so embarrassing."

A smile appeared in Jiang Lanye's eyes: "How was my performance today?"

Song Yi snorted: "It's alright, it's mostly thanks to my mouth, okay?"

"Wow, you're really amazing."

Song Yi: "."

After the two returned, Jiang Lanye was able to sit comfortably on the sofa, picked up Song Yi's cute ceramic teacup, poured a glass of water, and handed it to her.

Song Yi took the drink and finished it in one gulp, then wiped her mouth and said, "Jiang Lanye, I need to write my resignation letter. You can sit here and watch TV for a while."

Jiang Lanye's eyes flickered slightly: "Resignation report?"

"Well, I decided to quit that job, so I need to write an application and also handle the handover of my work properly."

She went to change her clothes first.

She had many pajamas, and since she wasn't cold at home, she simply changed into a comfortable nightgown.

Two minutes later, Song Yi walked out casually with her hair down.

The moment Jiang Lanye looked at her, his eyes darkened slightly.

She wore a silk slip dress, the material soft and smooth, clinging to her skin and outlining the curves of her body.

The design of this nightgown is extremely simple, with two thin shoulder straps hanging on the delicate collarbone, and the skirt length just covering the upper thigh, revealing a pair of fair and straight legs.

As she walked, the smooth hem of her skirt swayed gently, outlining the lines of her legs that were faintly visible.

Song Yi tucked her hair behind her ear, picked up the computer, completely ignoring Jiang Lanye's gaze, sat down next to him, placed the computer on the table, turned it on, and was about to start typing.

Suddenly, a warm, large hand covered her exposed knee.

Song Yi abruptly stopped typing. "What are you doing?"

Jiang Lanye remained calm. "The marks on your body have all been revealed."

Song Yi looked down. The dress could only cover a limited amount of skin, leaving large areas exposed. Her skin was usually very good, but with Jiang Lanye's lack of restraint, her body was covered with dense red marks.

She was speechless for a moment: "It's all your fault. Go watch TV by yourself. I'll be done in a bit."

The blue light from the computer screen shone on her profile. Jiang Lanye turned on the TV and let the sound come on, but she didn't look at it; she just kept staring at Song Yi.

Her eyelashes were long and thick, and when she lowered her eyes, they looked like two small fans, trembling gently with each blink, which was incredibly captivating.

Jiang Lanye's gaze fell on her slender neck, then gradually moved to her collarbone, her fair chest, and finally to the area where her thighs were almost exposed.

Song Yi was so focused on knocking that she didn't notice Jiang Lanye was already pressed close to her.

After a long silence, Jiang Lanye suddenly raised his arm and pulled her in, pressing her down onto his lap before she could react.

The fragrance from her hair wafted over instantly; her body was soft and sweet, and sitting on his lap felt wonderful.

Song Yi quickly reached out and pushed him away, saying, "Don't be silly, I'll be done in a minute."

Jiang Lanye was somewhat displeased, his large hand stroking her side of her leg: "Are you going to see him tomorrow?"

"Yes, let's have a good talk with him one last time, and go through the final resignation process while we're at it."

Jiang Lanye narrowed his eyes and, seeing that she was still knocking, suddenly reached his hand inside.

Alarm bells rang in Song Yi's mind, and she hurriedly closed her legs, but she could only trap his strong forearm, and could not stop his movements.

"Jiang Lanye! Are you never going to stop?!"

Just as she was about to struggle, Jiang Lanye pressed her down onto the sofa. The sofa was soft, and she almost sank into it. Her cascading black hair was scattered messily on the sofa, creating a stark contrast with her fair skin.

She panicked a little, raised her hand and grabbed his arm, her nails digging into his flesh, but she still couldn't budge him an inch.

"No, wait a minute."

"I can't wait. Who told you to dress like this and parade around in front of me?"

Song Yi: "You should be reasonable."

"Do not."

His voice was low and husky, and his gaze toward her was exceptionally dangerous, like a predator eyeing its prey, eager to devour her whole.

Song Yi's computer was set to have a two-hour screen-off time, which was the maximum duration for a computer, but it wasn't Jiang Lanye's.

Her hand was gripping a plush toy beside the sofa. In her daze, she turned her head and saw that the computer screen was already black.

But Jiang Lanye remained tireless.

Song Yi's vision went black, and he completely fainted.

When I woke up again, I was soaking in the bathtub in the bathroom.

Jiang Lanye stood to the side, the water on the ground soaking the cuffs of his trousers, but he didn't care. When he saw that Song Yi had woken up, he picked her up and wrapped her in a large bath towel.

Song Yi was completely exhausted, but she could still manage to glare at him: "Jiang Lanye, I have to go out tomorrow. If you keep torturing me like this, what will I do if I can't go out?"

Jiang Lanye thought to himself, "That's perfect."

But in the end, he was still ordered by Song Yi to carry her to the sofa.

It was already late at night. With someone's interference, Song Yi hurriedly finished writing and finally clicked send. She breathed a sigh of relief and unceremoniously pinched Jiang Lanye's arm.

"Get your hand out!"

Jiang Lanye paused, then pulled her into his arms: "No."

They're resorting to shameless tactics again.

"Okay, okay, I know what you want. I'll take you with me tomorrow, alright?"

Jiang Lanye was finally satisfied: "Good."

Seeing the change in his expression, Song Yi silently cursed him a couple of times in her heart.

She stood up and was about to walk forward when her legs suddenly gave way, and she almost fell over, but Jiang Lanye immediately caught her.

"Can I still leave?"

Jiang Lanye asked, feigning concern.

Song Yi rolled her eyes: "Don't worry, I'll be fine after one night's rest. I have to go tomorrow no matter what."

Jiang Lanye bit her neck with great displeasure.

Early the next morning.

When Jiang Lanye woke up, she found that Song Yi was not lying next to her. Looking up, she saw that Song Yi was sitting at the table, facing the mirror, holding something in her hand, and fiddling with her face.

She casually tied her long hair up with a hair tie, revealing her slightly reddened ears.

"doing what?"

"make up."

Song Yi responded without turning her head.

"Do I have to dress up like this just to see him?"

(End of this chapter)