365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife’s A Little Wild
Chapter 1169 - Chapter 1169 Chapter 1169 Fond of the Same Flavor

Chapter 1169: Chapter 1169: Fond of the Same Flavor Chapter 1169: Chapter 1169: Fond of the Same Flavor Hanjie’s chest tightened. His grip on her arm grew firmer.

“I did drink too much yesterday, but I wasn’t truly drunk. I just felt a bit dizzy when I stood up and accidentally bumped into a woman. Her scent was so similar to yours that for a second, I thought it was you, so I embraced her. But I guarantee it was just for a second. When I drew close to her face, I knew it wasn’t you.”

Hanjie picked up the photograph of the kiss, “This photo was taken from a deliberately chosen angle. I didn’t touch her lips.”

At the time, Hanjie’s awareness was somewhat unclear, yet he remembered exactly what he had done.

He had only bitten the woman’s neck but as he was about to kiss her, he realized it definitely wasn’t Qin Youxuan.

He pushed her away abruptly.

If he had known it would turn out like this, he wouldn’t have let his emotions run wild or joined Jiang Jinchen in his madness last night.

“Do you really only like the scent on me, so much so that any woman with a similar scent can confuse you, and you would just embrace her?”

Qin Youxuan’s body shook, and she incredulously took a few steps back.

Hanjie met her desolate eyes, and unconsciously loosened his grip on her hand, watching helplessly as she retreated to a place beyond his reach, feeling as if a part of his heart had suddenly hollowed out.

“I drank too much at that time…”

“But you also said you weren’t drunk!”

Qin Youxuan had never known that hearing these words from him could be so agonizing.

She didn’t even know what to ask anymore, just staring blankly at Hanjie.

“So this is your so-called ‘devotion’? Your devotion is just to a particular scent, not to me!” After Qin Youxuan screamed hysterically, she turned and rushed out of the room.

“Miao!”

Hanjie wanted to chase after her, took a few steps, but then he stopped.

He punched the wall.

Qin Youxuan was still furious; even if he caught up with her, it would be pointless.

Hanjie turned around and picked up the photo from the floor.

The sly eyes narrowed as he turned and went downstairs.

“Who delivered the madam’s mail?”

“It was a registered letter from the post office, unsigned, but after scanning and confirming it’s safe, the servant handed it over to the madam,” the butler said respectfully while standing in the living room.

After a pause, he added,

“Mr. Jie, the servant suspects that Mr. Yu sent the letter to the madam.”

“Whom did you say?”

“The madam had just received the mail when Mr. Yu arrived. She initially didn’t want to see him, but Mr. Yu asked her about the photo he chose, whether the madam liked it or not. The servant doesn’t know what photo it was, but after hearing it, she let him in.”

“Has she seen Yu Xiuzhun?”

Hanjie’s dangerous gaze narrowed fiercely.

“Yes, after Mr. Yu left, the madam’s mood was not very good. She sat on the ground for a while, and the servant, worried, helped her up.”

“Buzz–”

Hanjie was about to ask something else when his phone suddenly rang.

“Jie, I’m at the usual place waiting for you, come out and have a drink with me.”

“Go to hell!”

Hanjie growled, hung up the phone, grabbed the car keys from the coffee table, and left the villa.

As he sat in the driver’s seat, he hesitated for a few seconds but then drove to the pub from last night.

By the time Hanjie arrived, Jiang Jinchen had already started drinking inside. He wasn’t too drunk, just slightly tipsy.

This time, he didn’t sit at the bar, somewhat mindful of his image, and chose a secluded booth instead.