A secret tryst? Her brotherly love triangle backfired.

Chapter 110 He can give her some patience.

His gentleness left Tang Wanwan at a loss for what to do.

Thinking about her kiss with Gu Yunyi tonight, she felt both guilty and ashamed.

After hesitating for a moment, I reached out and hugged his neck, whispering, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Yanzhi raised an eyebrow, his eyes showing doubt.

Tang Wanwan forced a smile and added, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"..." Jiang Yanzhi was silent for a moment, then suddenly ruffled her hair hard and said in an annoyed tone, "Don't be too sensible, sensible girls will suffer."

She was startled herself, but she still had to apologize to him.

She really knows how to make him feel sorry for her.

Jiang Yanzhi leaned down and pecked her porcelain-white cheek, then walked around the front of the car and got into the driver's seat.

The car door slammed shut, and he asked, "Is it alright if I don't take you home?"

They were planning to camp on the mountain tonight anyway.

Tang Wanwan had already told her parents that she wouldn't be going home that night.

Upon hearing this, he nodded without much hesitation.

Seeing that she agreed, Jiang Yanzhi smiled and didn't rush to drive. He leaned over, lifted her chin, and kissed her.

Inside the enclosed carriage, the temperature continued to rise.

He kissed her with such passion.

He took her hand and slipped it inside his shirt.

As their lips met, he didn't forget to coax her, "Baby, feel it..."

Muscles firm, hot and taut.

Tang Wanwan's fingertips trembled slightly as if burned.

Perhaps it was guilt that made her hesitate, but this time, she didn't refuse his advances and pressed her entire palm against his.

In an instant, the lingering kisses on their lips came to a halt.

Jiang Yanzhi stared intently at her, his eyes incredibly dark.

"continue."

He said.

Her voice was low and husky, and incredibly alluring.

Tang Wanwan's face unconsciously began to flush red, and her hand slid up along the muscle lines.

He whispered, "Don't look at me like that."

"……oh,"

Jiang Yanzhi was very obedient at this moment. Seeing that she was shy, he stopped staring at her face and instead lifted his own clothes to look down at his waist and abdomen.

The girl's hand was fair and slender, and it was pressed against his chest. As if startled by his gaze, she tried to pull it away, but Jiang Yanzhi was not about to let her go.

He swiftly grabbed her wrist, pressed her palm back against his heart, and asked in a hoarse voice, "How are you?"

"……what?"

Jiang Yanzhi laughed: "Tell me, how does it feel?"

Tang Wanwan paused for a moment, then pursed her lips and said, "It's alright."

……Well enough.

The smile in Jiang Yanzhi's eyes vanished instantly.

Suddenly I remembered that this girl had an ex-boyfriend.

She has an ex-boyfriend!

Such intimacy is perhaps their daily routine.

She touched Shen Xianyu quite a few times.

Therefore, he only deserves the comment "It's alright".

Tang Wanwan noticed that the romantic atmosphere inside the car had suddenly dissipated.

The hand that was tightly gripping her wrist also loosened.

The boy who had leaned over sat up straight and started the car.

She tilted her head and asked, "Are you angry?"

"…No."

Tang Wanwan blinked, said "Oh," and believed her.

Nothing more was said.

Jiang Yanzhi was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth. "Can't you show me even a little more concern?"

Tang Wanwan dared not.

This person is clearly jealous again. If I ask even one more question, I don't know how long I'll have to appease them.

She thought for a moment, then reached out her hand. "Don't be angry, I'll hold your hand."

Jiang Yanzhi: "..."

They're just trying to coax him like a child.

He pursed his lips, took her hand, and their fingers intertwined. ...

On the other side, it was 10:30 p.m. on the same night.

Fu Jingbai stepped on the gas and drove straight to the neighborhood where she had been the previous afternoon, parking the car in a corner.

The lights were off, but the engine was still running.

The driver's side window slowly opened, revealing a slender, fair hand with a cigarette between its fingers.

In his other hand, he was holding a mobile phone.

Fu Jingbai lowered her eyes, staring at the chat interface on the screen.

After sending the person back yesterday, he hesitated for once, which was unusual for him.

Is it too cruel to use such methods to coerce a young girl?

This hesitation led him to contact her all day.

I dialed her number, but no one answered.

The message I sent disappeared without a trace.

No one replied all day.

It seems he has completely offended that girl.

A sense of unfamiliar unease drove Fu Jingbai to drive here at this time.

He thought he should try a different approach.

Don't force her to do anything else, just let her break up with the boyfriend first.

He'll take his time after she breaks up with him.

He can give her some patience.

Just for this feeling of unfamiliar unease that arises because of her.

The crimson at the fingertips slowly burns.

Fu Jingbai leaned back in his chair, thinking about many things. Just as he was about to make up his mind, a car that looked somewhat familiar stopped not far away.

The passenger door opened, and a petite figure stepped out.

Meanwhile, a boy got out of the car from the driver's side.

He walked around the front of the car, took a few steps to the girl, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her.

He said something that made the girl in his arms tilt her head up and smile at him with her eyes crinkling.

Another kiss.

Under the moonlight, the young boy and girl embraced sweetly, a scene as beautiful as a painting.

Fu Jingbai stared intently, her jawline taut, her eyes cold and piercing.

The sudden surge of irritability made his chest heave heavily.

He raised his hand and took his first puff of the night.

His face was ashen, and his gaze never left the pair of 'walled lovers' over there.

A strange chill ran down Qian Qinglei's spine; she felt as if she were being spied on.

She looked around and, finding nothing amiss, said to Xu Yang, who was about to escort her inside, "My parents have been dealing with some things lately, and the atmosphere at home is rather tense. It's also quite late, so you should go home first."

This is an upscale residential area with security guards patrolling 24 hours a day, so there won't be any security issues.

Xu Yang assumed that her parents had quarreled, and since she didn't want to ask the elders about their relationship, she gave them a few words of advice and let them go inside.

Every time they parted ways after a date, she was always the one who turned around first.

This time, Qian Qinglei refused.

She shook her head. "I'll wait for you to leave first, and then I'll go back."

After a day, Xu Yang naturally noticed that something was wrong with his girlfriend.

He frowned slightly, somewhat worried: "Has something happened that I don't know about?"

"No,"

Qian Qinglei said, "I just suddenly realized that I took your kindness for granted before, and I should be kinder to you too."

Instead of making a bossy attitude a habit.

Throughout their relationship of over a decade, he was always the one indulging her.

Xu Yang smiled knowingly, pleased that his girlfriend was good to him.

He nodded in agreement, turned around, and got into the car.

Soon, they started the car and drove away.

Qian Qinglei stood there, watching the vehicle disappear from sight, her heart heavy.

So this is what it feels like to be left behind when you part ways.

Perhaps it was because she had something on her mind that this feeling was amplified countless times.

After a long while, she sighed softly, looked away, and turned away.

Just as I was about to go home, a car that had been parked for a long time at the dark corner to the side suddenly started and accelerated straight toward me.

(End of this chapter)