A secret tryst? Her brotherly love triangle backfired.

Chapter 115: To Be a Lover.

The voice was surprisingly gentle.

Tang Wanwan was speechless for a moment.

She quickly realized what was happening and became furious. "Don't lie! You were just trying to force yourself on me. You even took off my clothes."

“…Oh,” Jiang Yanzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, “What will happen if you really become strong?”

He admitted it!

Tang Wanwan's body suddenly stiffened, whether from anger or shock, she loosened her grip on his neck.

"Hmm?" Jiang Yanzhi looked down at her and pressed, "If I forced myself on you, would you still want to be with me?"

"...You bastard!"

Tang Wanwan's eyes reddened with anger, "Jiang Yanzhi, you bastard!"

Asking a girl such questions is truly awful.

Jiang Yanzhi sighed, "Don't be angry,"

He said, "I just want to figure out what you really want."

Is there any possibility that I can give him my true feelings?

If so, he would wait patiently.

Gently coax her.

Never act rashly.

...If not.

he…

The arms around the back of her neck suddenly tightened, and Tang Wanwan's vision went black as she buried herself in his arms.

A faint scent of cedar enveloped her, followed by his voice.

"Whatever you want, I'll give you what I can afford. If I can't, I'll find a way to satisfy you, except for one thing,"

His lips drew close to her ear, his voice soft, "You should try to give yourself to me."

He wanted it all, body and soul, inside and out.

It must be his, and only his.

.........

The next day, unsurprisingly, was another sunny day.

The summer sun peeks out early, diligently scorching the earth.

Qian Qinglei leaned against the headboard, her legs curled up, her eyes half-open, her gaze unfocused, and her expression blank.

She remained in that position, sitting there blankly all night.

Suddenly, her phone on the bedside table vibrated. Her eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly turned her neck to look at it.

She hadn't saved Fu Jingbai's phone number, but after two days of trepidation, she had memorized all thirteen numbers.

The phone rang for a long time before stopping when no one answered.

The next second after the call stopped, a text message arrived.

Qian Qinglei knew what the content would be even without reading it.

Immediately afterwards, a second phone call came in.

They're in such a rush, not giving anyone even a chance to catch their breath.

It seems that, as he said, he won't give up until he gets her.

His family is powerful and wealthy; she can't afford to offend them, nor can she avoid them.

It's only a matter of time before they give in and admit defeat.

Now that she's faced reality, her father has managed to avoid jail time.

She can't be willful.

We can't let him use every trick in the book and let her family, her parents, and her loved ones be hurt because of her.

Qian Qinglei blinked, reached out, and picked up her phone.

Half an hour later.

The tightly closed door was opened.

Just like when I came back last night, the whole family was in the living room.

Qian Qinglei paused in her tracks.

Seeing her daughter come out, Qian's mother's gloomy expression became even more distressed. "Your father received a notice early this morning that he has been suspended from his duties starting today."

When her husband got into trouble, she naturally took leave to be with him.

Qian Qinglei gripped her phone tightly and nodded stiffly, "I have to go out for a bit."

As he spoke, he walked towards the gate.

He hadn't taken two steps when Qian's mother called him back.

"You're going out like this?"

Qian Qinglei was well aware of her current situation.

She was dressed casually in her loungewear—a short-sleeved shirt and trousers—and her face was bare, as if she had stayed up all night.

Her hair was casually tied back.

Her face, which had once had some color, was now ashen. Not ugly.

But it certainly can't be called beautiful.

"Change your clothes, put on some makeup before going out, what kind of behavior is this?"

Qian's mother knew who her daughter was going to see, so how could she let her leave looking disheveled?

She has always paid close attention to her children's image.

Therefore, Qian Qinglei did not notice anything unusual. She simply waved her phone nonchalantly, showing no intention of getting ready, and went straight out the door.

Mrs. Qian couldn't catch up, and she frowned anxiously. She turned to the two men in the living room and said, "Why didn't you stop them?"

Men are visual creatures. Her daughter wasn't exactly stunningly beautiful to begin with. What kind of beauties hasn't Young Master Fu seen? If she goes there looking so disheveled, he might lose interest.

Qian Qinglei thought so too.

She wished she could be even uglier.

It would be best to make it difficult for Fu Jingbai to eat.

Doubt your own judgment, then mercifully let her go.

The gate of the community.

It was the same place as last night, with the familiar black SUV parked on the road.

There weren't many people around yesterday because it was too late, but this morning, people are still passing by from time to time.

Many of them were familiar neighbors, and Qian Qinglei was afraid that any gossip would reach her parents' ears. As soon as she got into the car, she said, "Drive, don't stop here."

She felt ashamed.

Fu Jingbai chuckled and started the car as instructed.

Neither of them spoke.

Silence fell in the car.

After passing the traffic light, Fu Jingbai stepped on the brake and turned her head to look over.

Noticing the dark circles under her eyes, he raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you sleep all night?"

Qian Qinglei remained silent.

The red light turned green, and Fu Jingbai looked away and continued driving.

The car stopped in less than half an hour.

"Come up with me?" he asked.

Qian Qinglei looked out of the car; it was the underground parking lot of a hotel.

She gripped the seatbelt tightly and shook her head repeatedly, saying, "Let's get this straight right here."

Seeing how nervous she was, Fu Jingbai clicked her tongue lightly, "Alright, then tell me, which one do you choose?"

In fact, her willingness to come out speaks volumes about her choice.

But she refused to go up with him...

Are you planning to become his girlfriend?
As Fu Jingbai was thinking this, she heard the girl beside her say, "I have a few questions. Answer them first, and then I'll decide which one to choose."

question…

Fu Jingbai said, "You go ahead."

If this were a business deal, the pressure he exerted would have been enough.

After pushing a young girl to this point, she should at least be given some room to negotiate.

They need to agree on three rules: how long they should be together before he can get close to her.

Make him promise that he won't have affairs during the relationship.

He can consider any of them.

He made all sorts of plans, but Qian Qinglei asked, "If I were to be your lover, how long would the term be?"

His girlfriend, he decides whether to break up with her.

But it does have some degree of human rights.

A lover, whom he said he could summon and dismiss at will, can't be indefinite, can he?

Fu Jingbai's expression changed instantly.

I never imagined that this girl, still in the ivory tower, would give up being his proper girlfriend...

Want, do, love, person.

What exactly is a lover? Did he not explain it clearly enough?

very good!

Fu Jingbai's eyes were icy cold as she gritted her teeth and nodded.

She dares to take risks, and he, a man, can't afford to be a sore loser.

He took out his cigarette case, opened it, bent down and put a cigarette in his mouth, lit it, took a deep drag, and then slowly said, "Two years."

He was given the prime of his youth, from eighteen to twenty, and he refused to believe that he couldn't suppress this burning desire.

Even the most beautiful woman can become tiresome after two years.

Fu Jingbai is such a good dog...

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