A Twisted Love Affair
Chapter 24: Life, What to Seek for?_1

Chapter 24: Life, What to Seek for?_1

The man’s black shirt, previously crumpled by passion, was now smooth, making him look impeccably dressed and deceptively proper.

The water from the faucet GUSHED.

Luo Yuanping peeked inside.

The lighting was dim; the lamp had been deliberately turned off.

By the luxurious stone washbasin, Zhou Luchen wiped off the lipstick mark at the corner of his mouth with his damp fingertips.

He shot Luo Yuanping a look, his eyes deep and unreadable, seemingly very displeased by the intrusion.

Luo Yuanping’s back stiffened. "Why is it you again?"

Zhou Luchen then looked away, dried his hands, and turned to leave, appearing to have no interest in getting involved in their dispute.

Luo Yuanping seemed to have caught an incredibly amusing joke. "Look at that, does he care about you?"

Shen Jing frowned. Actually, he had a point. Look, Zhou Luchen had just left. After their passion, he completely ignored her, not caring one bit.

Luo Yuanping pressed on relentlessly, "What were you two doing in there? Why is your face so red?"

Shen Jing looked down as she washed her hands. "Everything."

"So you only care about looks, huh? Am I not good enough?" Luo Yuanping wished he could yank Shen Jing toward him by the waist.

Luo Yuanping’s gaze lowered, and he noticed that Shen Jing’s knees had been bruised by that man.

He found Shen Jing to be unruly, which made his latent, illicit desires even harder to suppress.

Shen Jing was physically weak. Once in his grasp, she really had no escape.

Just then, Wei Sulin, leaning against the corner of the wall, gave a deliberately casual cough. "Let go of her. Stop pulling and dragging."

Seeing it was Wei Sulin, and realizing it was indeed inappropriate to cause a scene in public, Luo Yuanping reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Intuitively, the man who had just kissed Shen Jing was no simple character. And every time, Wei Sulin and Chen Yao would step in to handle things.

Shen Jing extricated herself and returned to the private dining room, the door closing tightly behind her.

Wei Sulin eyed Luo Yuanping’s harassing hand, grabbed it, twisted it with a SNAP, then turned away.

Feeling uneasy, Wei Sulin turned back, punched Luo Yuanping in the face, then bent down to pick up a lighter from the floor.

"Stop harassing young ladies for no reason."

Luo Yuanping, covering his face, was stunned.

Back at the dinner table, everyone acted as if nothing had happened, and the atmosphere remained calm.

The meal ended quickly.

Shen Jing was returning to the same hotel with Liang Yingning.

Liang Yingning naturally noticed something was off at the dinner table.

———The awkwardness between Zhou Luchen and Shen Jing.

She realized this neighbor of hers was the type to get things done quietly.

"You..."

Shen Jing turned her head. "Just ask whatever you want."

Liang Yingning declared with conviction, thumping her chest, "I, Liang Yingning, am Shanghai’s number one bullshit detector, and that second son of the Zhou Family is not your average jerk. He’s exceedingly selfish and heartless."

"I know." Shen Jing tilted her head. "It’s fun."

They checked into a double room at the hotel.

Upon entering, Liang Yingning collapsed onto the bed with a long sigh. "Have you been to the Zhou Family’s place? Honestly, I’ve known them for so long, and I’ve never been."

Shen Jing bent down to change her shoes. "I’m not his girlfriend."

Liang Yingning, half-opening her eyes, smiled at Shen Jing. "Do you understand him?"

Shen Jing arranged her shoes neatly. She didn’t really know him.

Liang Yingning propped herself up, blinking. "Is there anything you want to ask? I consider you a friend, although I don’t know much."

"I will find out what I need to know," Shen Jing said as she tied up her hair and drew the curtains.

Suddenly, Liang Yingning blurted out, "Not aiming to be the first, but to be the only one?"

Shen Jing had no idea what Liang Yingning meant to express with that insidious platitude.

Shen Jing tossed the towel in her hand onto Liang Yingning’s lower back. "What’s life for, if not indulging in sensual pleasures and Zhou Luchen?"

"You don’t seem innocent at all," Liang Yingning laughed as she pulled the towel away, sat up, and wrapped her arms around Shen Jing’s waist. "A span, what a waist."

Shen Jing said, "Discipline brings it."

Liang Yingning suddenly jumped up, grabbing Shen Jing’s hand. "Come on, accompany me to the parking lot to get some wine."

Liang Yingning had this hobby; it wasn’t an addiction, she was just bored.