They surrounded me right after the breakup.

Shen Qingning stared at Jiang Han, a look of shock and disappointment flashing in her eyes.

When she learned that Jiang Han was coming, she put on his favorite clothes.

Black stockings and a bodycon skirt satisfy men's preferences.

I had a certain premonition about what might happen.

But Jiang Han's words were too blunt, so blunt that there was not a trace of pretense.

Even if he could only pretend to appease her, Shen Qingning would definitely give it to him without hesitation.

But that's all he wants... nothing else.

"What? Can't accept it?" Jiang Han said with a playful smile.

"It's okay. After all, you're a beautiful celebrity, you'll definitely have no shortage of suitors in the future. Let's cut off contact and not see each other anymore!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a chair and headed upstairs.

The movements were decisive and swift, without any hesitation or delay.

Shen Qingning panicked, completely at a loss.

She seemed to see Jiang Han about to leave her forever, disappearing without a trace.

Not only did she leave, but she also took away the memories of ten years together, and the ability to continue loving someone.

"No!" Shen Qingning lunged behind Jiang Han and stretched out her arms to hug his arm tightly.

"Don't go, I promise you! Even if all you want is this... I'll give it to you!"

Jiang Han stopped in his tracks, or rather, he had no intention of leaving empty-handed.

Now that we're here, how can we let our brothers go hungry?

"Are you... sure?" he asked, turning his head.

Once the fish is hooked, you need to keep pulling so that it stays firmly suspended by the hook.

"Um!"

Shen Qingning pressed her cheek against Jiang Han's back, feeling the familiar warmth.

After a few seconds of pause, he gave an affirmative answer.

Deep within her heart, without her even realizing it, a small joy was hidden.

Although this is all she asks for, it also shows that she still retains the most primal attraction for Jiang Han.

If even this last one is gone, then there is truly no hope.

Furthermore, Shen Qingning also fondly remembers the events of the night they broke up, as well as the late-night invitation that followed.

Rude, violent, unquestionable, and powerful…

All the adjectives highlight the masculine energy of the man.

In the depths of Shen Qingning's mind, it all boiled down to one word—hard!

Jiang Han's lips were almost bursting with suppressed rage, but he had to hold it in.

He turned around and cupped Shen Qingning's rosy cheeks in his hands.

"Wouldn't that be too cruel for you?"

Shen Qingning raised her head and shook it.

"It was my choice, and I don't regret it!"

She spoke with firmness and determination.

Even if there is an abyss ahead, we must forge ahead without hesitation.

Jiang Han stopped pretending, put one arm around Shen Qingning's neck and the other around her waist, and held her horizontally in front of his chest.

She insisted on giving it to me, and there was nothing I could do about it!

"Oh!"

The sudden action made Shen Qingning's heart flutter, and she dared not look up at the man in front of her.

She found that she inexplicably softened in the face of Jiang Han's tough stance.

All I wanted to do was collapse limply in his arms.

Jiang Han carried Shen Qingning into the villa's elevator and pressed the button for the third floor.

The door opened, like the curtain rising on a play.

He went straight to the lady of the house's bedroom and threw her violently onto the soft bed.

The Simmons mattress sank in upon impact, but immediately bounced back.

A faint floral fragrance permeated the room, emanating from the jasmine flowers blooming by the bedside.

The petals are clear and pure white, with a soft and lustrous feel, just like the pristine white bed sheets.

Shen Qingning followed Jiang Han's gaze and noticed that he glanced at the lipstick on the bedside table.

"Would you like me to apply some?"

"good!"

Shen Qingning turned over, took out the lipstick Jiang Han had given her from among several lipsticks, and carefully applied it to her lips.

She asked expectantly, "Is it pretty?"

"nice!"

Shen Qingning naively thought that the other party liked this kind of outfit: black stockings, a bodycon skirt, and bright lip gloss, which could show off a woman's sexiness.

But Jianghan had other plans.

He took off his shoes and leaned close to Shen Qingning's ear.

Those few words made the woman feel feverish all over.

"Use lipstick to make your lips red."

It was not a request, nor an inquiry, but a command.

Shen Qingning slowly slid down.

At this moment, she had a clearer understanding of her true inner thoughts.

People in Jianghan like their chicken soup to be stewed until it's soft and tender.

She, however, responds better to force than gentleness…

After some time, I could see the night outside through the gap in the curtains.

When I first entered the house, I could still hear birds chirping in the manor, but now only the occasional chirping of crickets remains.

Shen Qingning lay quietly on the bed, her head resting on Jiang Han's shoulder.

Through the thin silk quilt, you can clearly see the up-and-down movement caused by rapid breathing.

She was very content.

Although she failed to win back her former relationship, at least she had Jiang Han's body.

Or rather, it's not about owning, but about sharing.

It's a good start overall.

Jiang Han pulled his arm out from under his head and reached for his phone on the bedside table.

It rang several times during that time, so I guess there were quite a few unread messages.

Open WeChat, and you'll see three lines of red dots.

Qiu Siyao: "Honey, will you be home for dinner tonight? What would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."

Lin Yaoyao: "Where did that rascal go? I came back from work and there was no one at home."

Xia Yutong: "The first day of due diligence went smoothly, but I'm exhausted. How are you going to compensate me?"

Jiang Han felt a little numb as he looked at the messages left by the three women.

Fortunately, they sent a text message, not made a voice call.

Otherwise, should I answer or not?

"I was busy and didn't check my phone."

Jiang Han replied to Qiu Siyao's message, then copied the same message and sent it to the other two.

Qiu Siyao was the first to reply: "It's okay, it's okay, honey, you go ahead with your work. I'm back at my own home. It feels weird living alone in Lin Yaoyao's villa without you."

Her words reminded Jiang Han that it was almost time to buy a house of his own.

"Could you contact Bank Manager Wang and see if he has any recommended properties? Could he check them out for me?"

"Yes, ma'am!" Qiu Siyao added a salute emoji, her heart filled with joy.

Buying a house means that she and her husband can have their own independent love nest.

Jiang Han put down his phone and gently stroked Shen Qingning's loose hair.

The bright red lipstick had faded, but a healthier rosy glow remained. I took a small bite.

"I'm going to get my computer."

Shen Qingning originally wanted Jiang Han to stay a little longer, but she quickly realized that their relationship had changed since their breakup.

"Message me before you come next time," she said calmly.

"it is good."

Jiang Han got off the bed, quickly put on his clothes, and retrieved his laptop from the second bedroom.

Back in the master bedroom, I was about to greet them when I saw Shen Qingning sitting on the edge of the bed, struggling to get up.

"You can rest now, no need to see me off."

After saying that, Jiang Han picked up his laptop bag and walked out of the villa.

Looking back, Shen Qingning's rosy cheeks were visible behind the glass window.

She was wrapped in the curtains and waved her hand.

Jiang Han laughed, turned his back to Shen Qingning, and shook his arms a few times.

Then he took out a cigarette and lit it with a snap.

He was using the Dupont lighter he had taken with him before leaving.