They surrounded me right after the breakup.

Shen Qingning did not directly respond to Jiang Han's flirting, but instead steered the conversation back on track.

He neither agreed nor refused.

In the adult world, this is, to some extent, a form of tacit approval.

Come over here first, and everything else can be discussed.

As for how things will develop, it depends on the atmosphere between the two of them.

Or perhaps she was already expecting it and became addicted?

Jiang Han immediately perked up, slept for an afternoon and half the night, and was destined to be sleepless tonight.

He jumped up and changed into a T-shirt and jeans.

Since he and Shen Qingning had broken through the thin veil of formality in their relationship, there was no need for empty gestures.

Jiang Han took the elevator downstairs and quickly pushed open the door to get out.

At night, the Jingzhou villa area is filled with the gentle breeze of summer, carrying the fragrance of green plants and flowers, which is refreshing and delightful.

Some cicadas chirp all day long and still don't tire at night.

Male cicadas sing in order to attract females.

Despite their efforts throughout the day, they still haven't found a partner and can only continue working overtime.

The cicadas chirped and chirped, making Jiang Han's anger rise higher and higher.

He walked through the roads within the estate and followed the streetlights to the entrance of the villa where he had lived for two years.

Enter the unlock code "520314".

"Beep, lock unlocked, please enter!"

Jiang Han set the password using Shen Qingning's birthday, and she didn't change it after the breakup.

Most of the flowers, plants, and greenery in the courtyard were planted by him, and they were quietly enjoying the tranquility of the night.

Jiang Han walked through the courtyard and arrived at the main entrance of the house.

The heavy door was not locked, but left slightly ajar to welcome guests at night.

"You slut, I think you're the one who's craving it!"

If I remember correctly, the last woman who left the door open for men was named Jinlian.

Jiang Han spat and walked in unhurriedly.

In the living room, only the dim yellow ambient light was on; the bright ceiling light and floor lamp were off.

After passing through the entrance hall, Jiang Han can clearly see the entire interior of the house.

A large black leather sofa covered with a wool blanket.

Shen Qingning was leaning against it quietly.

She wore a thin silk nightgown, her sexy legs intertwined, covering the entire chaise lounge.

Her long, thick, black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, just covering the gap in her chest.

Shen Qingning looked haggard, her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and there were still teardrops clinging to her eyelashes.

She was bare-faced, without any makeup, except for her lips, which were painted a bright red.

That lipstick was like her last act of defiance.

Eagerly awaiting Jiang Han's arrival, she didn't have time to put on makeup, but still wanted to present herself in her best condition.

Shen Qingning rubbed her fingers together, revealing her complex emotions.

Hearing the sound of someone entering, she suddenly looked up.

When their eyes met, Jiang Han saw shame, anger, grievance, regret, and finally, a hint of expectation in her eyes.

Jiang Han didn't speak, but just walked forward step by step.

His gaze lingered on Shen Qingning without restraint, admiring this woman with whom he had a close relationship.

If Shen Qingning was an unapproachable, aloof, and sophisticated woman before, then after last night, she has become a beautiful yet flawed—real woman.

Gone is the former aloofness; now it possesses a poignant and melancholic beauty that evokes pity.

This is what is often referred to as a sense of brokenness, making it suitable for holding in your hands and playing with carefully.

Jiang Han walked up to her, gently stroked Shen Qingning's cheek, and lifted her chin with his fingers.

This allows the other person to make eye contact while looking up.

Two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes without warning.

The ink flowed slowly down her fair cheek, stopping only near her lips.

"You...have...come..."

Shen Qingning spoke each word carefully, her voice trembling with tears.

Jiang Han wiped away her tears with his right thumb and responded expressionlessly.

"Didn't you ask me to come? Why are you unhappy? I'm going back to sleep then."

After saying that, he made a move to turn and leave.

"No! Don't go!"

Shen Qingning suddenly changed from a reclining position to a kneeling position, reaching out her hand to tightly grasp Jiang Han's clothes.

Her movement caused her pajamas to slip down unintentionally, revealing the neckline at a generous angle.

"Shall we talk?"

Shen Qingning, disregarding the possibility of her exposing herself, couldn't help but try to persuade Jiang Han to stay.

Even she herself was startled by this action.

Why? Why would she beg Jiang Han so humbly?

She used to be the one making all the decisions, while Jiang Han was the one passively accepting them.

"What's there to talk about? What else is there to talk about? How did you break up with me? Or how were you and Ji Bochang all lovey-dovey?" Jiang Han said coldly.

"I didn't! Nothing happened between Ji Bochang and me!"

"Did you go or not?"

"What do you take me for? I've never even held his hand!"

Shen Qingning's tone was annoyed, and her expression was very stubborn.

Jiang Han was actually asking a question he already knew the answer to; she had removed the original factory settings herself.

Moreover, judging from her reaction to Ji Bochang during the day, Shen Qingning's actions contained clearly defiant body language.

But Jiang Han still chose to ask the question in this way.

When it comes to women, especially those like Shen Qingning.

Gradual, thoughtful gestures will never reach her heart.

You can only conquer your partner with the most primal, brutal male hormones.

"Oh? You haven't let the other person touch you yet? Okay, go on with what you have to say."

Shen Qingning seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when she saw Jiang Han stop.

"Why are you with Lin Yaoyao? You know about my relationship with her. Is it because you still harbor resentment after we broke up?"

Jiang Han snorted: "So you know we broke up, right? Do I need to remind you why we broke up?"

"You're the one who went to throw yourself into the arms of your 'white moonlight,' you're the one who threw the feelings of the past 10 years to the back of your mind!"

"As for Lin Yaoyao, what happened between me and her is none of your business!"

"Do you know how I've survived these past ten years? You just glossed over it with a few casual words!"

Jiang Han felt that his acting skills had reached their peak, perfectly portraying the image of a man who had suddenly repented.

"Let me remind you again, I only started contacting Lin Yaoyao after you officially broke up with me. I did not wrong you emotionally or morally."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingning's face flushed red, and she was rendered speechless.

Yes, it was Jiang Han who abandoned him first, turning all his efforts into nothing.

Her body trembled, and she couldn't speak; large tears streamed down her face.

Jiang Han stood straight beside the sofa, watching his ex-girlfriend's emotional breakdown.

He knew the prelude was complete, and it was time for the real hunter to make his appearance.

First suppress, then elevate; first put down, then offer something sweet.

Once you've had enough of the itch, you have to start scratching.

Jiang Han crouched down, keeping his line of sight at the same level as Shen Qingning.

Shen Qingning's originally cold face was now streaked with tears, and the heartbroken beauty unexpectedly exuded an indescribable allure.

Jiang Han pushed hard with his palm, and the other person's body slammed onto the sofa like a piece of duckweed.

Then, he pressed down on her.

"What...do you want?"