On the day of the divorce, I became Qin Shao's darling.

Qin Jiamo was very satisfied with her reaction and could see that she had already fallen deeply in love.

Seeing that she had even forgotten to breathe, the man smiled slightly, stepped back half an inch, and gave her time to catch her breath.

Lin Xiwei came back to her senses and stared into his eyes, feeling that the darkness in his eyes had turned into an unyielding tenderness.

He was manipulating himself, gradually breaking down her psychological defenses.

Realizing this, Lin Xiwei immediately felt embarrassed and annoyed, and suddenly tightened her grip on his chest, "Qin Jiamo, let go... um."

She was about to push him away when he kissed her again.

This time, he even held the back of her neck with his hand, making the two even more intimate.

"Qin Jiamo, you... bastard, let go... um."

"My injury hasn't healed yet. If you push me too hard, I might bleed internally..." Qin Jiamo said in a low voice, wincing in pain.

Lin Xiwei paused, and her resistance weakened instantly.

Qin Jiamo smiled with satisfaction, and his kisses grew softer and deeper.

Ambiguity, like bubbles rising into the air, shimmered with multicolored light, enveloping the two of them completely.

Neither of them uttered the word "love," yet their hearts were filled with a deep affection...

The most beautiful emotion is right now.

The long kiss finally ended.

Lin Xiwei's legs were so weak she could barely stand.

Qin Jiamo wasn't much better off.

His heart was racing, his breathing was erratic, and he felt as hot as if he were in the sweltering heat of summer.

But it's clearly winter now.

Even though the villa is kept at a constant temperature and humidity, it's not cold, but it's still a comfortable temperature.

They snapped out of their daze and their eyes met unintentionally.

Qin Jiamo smiled slightly, "Your kissing skills are terrible, you need to practice more."

Lin Xiwei's mind went blank for a moment, and she immediately cursed, "You pervert!"

The man smiled without getting angry.

Lin Xiwei no longer had the courage to face him. She pushed him away with a little force and ran out, not even caring that the villa's property certificate had fallen to the ground.

Lin Xiwei couldn't concentrate on her work for the entire afternoon.

No matter where her eyes were fixed, all she saw was Qin Jiamo's perfectly handsome face.

The kiss kept replaying in my mind, and the more I thought about it, the more I was lost in it.

It's really laughable.

Although she had a four-year engagement, she actually had very little experience with intimacy between men and women.

After learning that Su Yunfan was impotent and had tricked her into marriage, she was so angry that she started sleeping in a separate bed from that bastard.

After Junjun was born, Su Yunfan liked his son, and his attitude towards her improved.

To make it easier to take care of the child at night, the two went back to sleeping in the same bed.

But Su Yunfan's problem remained unresolved, and with a child by her side, Lin Xiwei lost interest in those things even more.

Recalling Qin Jiamo's question about how she survived four years of marriage while living like a widow—it wasn't difficult at all, because without deep love, there would naturally be no desire.

But it's different for Qin Jiamo.

That brief, fleeting kiss in the hospital last night was enough to excite her brain all night, giving her a night of erotic dreams.

Not to mention today's solid French kiss...

Lin Xiwei clearly felt her body aroused; the emptiness and longing made her restless and unable to calm down all afternoon.

Qin Jiamo was in no better shape.

He was distracted twice during a meeting at the law firm.

This rare scene left all the surrounding colleagues stunned and speechless.

As soon as the meeting ended, Qin Jiamo couldn't wait to get up and leave, returning to her office.

Han Rui was about to leave when his colleagues stopped him.

"Assistant Han, what's wrong with Attorney Qin? He's been distracted all afternoon."

"Yes, haven't you recovered from the devastating news of the Second Young Master's sacrifice yet?"

"But I noticed that Qin Lu's mental state had clearly improved a few days ago."

Han Rui didn't know the specifics, but he could guess the general idea.

"Alright, stop asking around. If the boss finds out, he'll give you a good scolding."

After dealing with his colleagues, Han Rui knocked on Qin Jiamo's office door.

"Enter."

After receiving permission from the boss, Han Rui pushed open the door and went in, placing the meeting minutes on Qin Jiamo's desk.

"Boss, are you alright? Everyone noticed you seemed distracted and was quite worried about you."

In fact, Han Rui is also quite gossipy, but he doesn't dare to ask directly, so he uses his colleagues as a shield.

Qin Jiamo picked up the meeting minutes, glanced at them, and suddenly frowned as she looked at Han Rui.

Han Rui immediately perked up and listened attentively.

"What kind of gifts do you usually give your girlfriend?" Qin Jiamo asked after a two-second silence.

Han Rui's face lit up with excitement—just as he had expected!

The boss's unusual behavior is related to Miss Lin!

Han Rui has a girlfriend, and the two are very affectionate.

"Boss, this... are you sure you want me to tell you the truth?"

Qin Jiamo's face darkened: "What else? You're still lying to me?"

"Of course I wouldn't dare." Han Rui immediately waved his hand, then looked a little shy and embarrassed. "My girlfriend and I have been dating for three or four years, and we plan to get married next year. For couples like us who are very close, the gifts we give each other are usually... well, something romantic."

Qin Jiamo's expression was strange: "Something interesting?"

"Well, it's not suitable for you and Miss Lin to be at this level yet."

Qin Jiamo stared at him, then suddenly realized something, her expression growing increasingly strange: "I didn't realize you were such a repressed pervert."

Han Rui blushed and said, "This... is alright. What era are we living in now? Of course, we should do whatever we like."

It's not like the conservative, feudal days of the past when people were terrified of talking about sex.

"Fine, you can leave now." Qin Jiamo waved his hand, signaling him to go.

Han Ruilin turned around, then suddenly remembered something and turned back, saying, "But girls generally like handbags; they say a handbag can cure all ills—boss, why don't you buy Miss Lin a few handbags?"

Qin Jiamo said, "My parents gave her handbags and jewelry."

"That's different. When it's a gift from an elder, it's a token of their affection. When it's a gift from a boyfriend, it's an expression of love."

The word "boyfriend" suddenly calmed Qin Jiamo down.

With a half-smile, he humbly asked his subordinate again, "Between a man and a woman, how do we define a romantic relationship?"

Han Rui was taken aback. "Boss, you haven't won over Miss Lin yet?"

Upon hearing this question, Qin Jiamo immediately lost face.

He instantly became furious, his face darkened, and he kicked Han Rui out.

But despite the embarrassment, the gift still had to be given.

After all, he did go a bit too far at noon, kissing her repeatedly without her consent, and he didn't know what she was thinking.

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After getting off work in the evening, Lin Xiwei voluntarily stayed to work overtime.

She didn't want to go back to the hospital too early, afraid of running into Qin Jiamo again.

Most of his colleagues had left when Feng Zheqian came out of the office. Seeing that she was still there, he walked over.

"Is the matter not finished yet?" Feng Zheqian asked with concern.

Lin Xiwei smiled and said, "That's about it. Let's finish this and then I'll leave."

Feng Zheqian nodded and continued, "How is the child's condition lately?"

Lin Xiwei said calmly, "It hasn't improved, nor has it worsened; it's temporarily stabilized."

"Now that you're divorced, who will take care of the children?"

"We asked relatives and elders to help take care of her, and there are also caregivers." Lin Xiwei did not tell the truth, after all, her relationship with the Qin family was too complicated to explain in a few words.

After asking these questions, Feng Zheqian seemed to have nothing more to say, but he didn't leave.

Lin Xiwei sensed something and asked, "Senior Brother Feng, is there anything else?"

Feng Zheqian hesitated for a moment, "Next week, I have to go to Shenzhen on a business trip and need to take two people with me. I asked a few people this afternoon, but they all have projects that need to be completed quickly and can't leave."

Lin Xiwei understood. "You want me to go on this business trip with you?"

Feng Zheqian shook his head. "Forget it. You have to take care of the child, and your injuries have just healed. It's really not suitable for you."

Logically speaking, Lin Xiwei would not agree.

She was worried about Junjun.

Considering her current relationship with Qin Jiamo, it would be good to have a chance for her to go on a business trip and escape to relax.

Anyway, Junjun will be able to be discharged from the hospital and go home this weekend.

She can free herself up to celebrate Junjun's third birthday this weekend, and then have Qin's parents take care of him for a few days.

Otherwise, once Junjun is discharged from the hospital, she and Junjun will move into the Greentown Villa. At that time, Qin Jiamo will come over under the pretext of seeing the child, and what happened this afternoon may repeat itself.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Xiwei suddenly called out to Feng Zheqian as he turned to leave.

"Senior Brother Feng, I can go on a business trip with you."

Feng Zheqian was taken aback. "You can go on a business trip? What about your son?"

"I'll arrange it all." Lin Xiwei nodded firmly, then asked, "What day of next week? How many days will you be there?"

"Departing on Tuesday, returning on Friday."

"Okay, I can do it."

Feng Zheqian smiled and agreed, "Then it's settled, thank you."

Lin Xiwei didn't leave the company until 7:30 pm.

I had just gotten into the car when my phone rang; it was a WeChat message.

When she opened it, her heart skipped a beat.

The person who said they didn't like sending WeChat messages sent them a WeChat message again.

[Why haven't you replied yet? Are you too scared to see me?]

Lin Xiwei's ears were ringing.

This guy really figured out her thoughts.

She was indeed a little afraid to see Qin Jiamo, which is why she was working overtime and even had to go on a business trip next week.

After hesitating for a moment, she didn't reply and pretended not to see it.

About ten minutes later, the phone rang loudly.

The words "Lawyer Qin" flashed on her screen.

Lin Xiwei was flustered and torn, struggling with whether to answer or not.

However, the phone kept ringing, and she could feel Qin Jiamo's domineering attitude even through the screen.

After a few seconds of hesitation, she picked up her phone, mentally prepared herself, and answered the call: "Feed."

Qin Jiamo cut to the chase: "Didn't you see the WeChat message I sent you?"

Lin Xiwei pursed her lips, managing to remain somewhat composed even through the phone, "I didn't see it, I'm busy."

"Still not off work?"

"Just got off, on my way."

"So you didn't take out your phone to check?"

"..." Okay, the lie has been exposed.

Qin Jiamo paused, then spoke again, her voice a little tense: "Come back quickly, Junjun has a low fever and is crying for his mother."

That's how kids are. When they're happy, anyone can take care of them, but when they're unhappy or feeling unwell, they become exceptionally fussy, and at that point, only their mother can comfort them.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiwei's expression changed drastically. "What happened? Has the doctor seen you? Is it serious?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just come to the hospital right away."

"Okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiwei began to regret it.

She shouldn't deliberately work overtime and delay going home just to avoid a nasty man, especially since her child is sick and needs her company the most.