Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert
Chapter 83 - 82 Next time train

Chapter 83: Chapter 82 Next time train

"You’ve been awake the whole time, haven’t you."

Lin Qianru looked at Lu Tianxing, biting her red lips tightly, stubbornly preventing tears from falling down her face.

Lu Tianxing was somewhat taken aback, unsure why Lin Qianru’s emotions had changed so drastically, yet he still nodded.

"So you watched everything I did from start to finish, always watching me make a fool of myself, right."

"I wasn’t watching you make a fool of yourself, I..." Lu Tianxing opened his mouth, wanting to explain something.

"Enough."

Lin Qianru interrupted Lu Tianxing, giving a miserable smile as tears fell from her face, crystal clear under the moonlight, "You don’t need to comfort me. I know I’m a shameless woman. I knew you had a wife, but still couldn’t control my feelings, wanting to kiss you. I’m just a shameless woman, a disgraceful mistress. But don’t worry, Lu Tianxing, from now on, you go your own way, and I go mine. From here on out, we have nothing to do with each other, I won’t pester you anymore. Now you can rest assured."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Lin Qianru immediately turned around, intending to run back to the bedroom.

But just as she turned around, Lin Qianru felt her arm being suddenly pulled, and she angrily said, "Lu Tianxing, what else do you want, haven’t you humiliated me enough? What on earth do you still want?"

"Humiliate you? No, no, this little humiliation isn’t nearly enough, it must be more thorough."

Lu Tianxing laughed wickedly, staring at Lin Qianru’s suddenly pale face, he forcefully pulled her into his arms, one hand embracing her slender waist, he breathed deeply and said, "How could I let you off so easily? I was just in a dream kissing Zhou Gong’s daughter, and you disrupted my good time, of course, you have to compensate me."

"How... how should I compensate you."

Lin Qianru stammered, intending to push Lu Tianxing away, but the masculine scent coming from him made her feel as though she were drunk, lacking any strength to resist.

Looking at the beautiful Lin Qianru, her pretty face now flushed and her body trembling slightly, she was like a little rabbit caught by the big bad wolf, shivering, evoking a feeling of tender pity.

Lu Tianxing whispered into Lin Qianru’s ear, chuckling, "Of course, whatever I was doing to Zhou Gong’s daughter, I’ll do to you. I’m a fair man, repaying exactly what is owed."

Before Lin Qianru could gather her senses, Lu Tianxing bent down and kissed her red lips.

"Mmm..."

Lin Qianru’s eyes widened, staring incredulously at Lu Tianxing; she couldn’t have imagined that Lu Tianxing would be so bold. With a loud bang inside her head, her mind went blank, a peculiar sensation arose, making her involuntarily wrap her arms around Lu Tianxing’s neck.

Lu Tianxing kissed her for a full five minutes, until Lin Qianru was breathless and her face flushed, then he looked up at her, her eyelashes fluttering, her pretty face close at hand, and the corner of his mouth drew a wicked smile, "President Lin, how does it feel? Do you want me to humiliate you again?"

"You... I..."

Facing Lu Tianxing’s mocking gaze, Lin Qianru felt incredibly shy, and with great difficulty, she suddenly bit down hard on Lu Tianxing’s shoulder.

"Ah!"

Lu Tianxing let out a scream, quickly suppressed the automatic defense of his True Qi, and screamed again, "Let go, let go right now, are you a dog or something?"

"Not letting go, I’ll die before I let go. Just to let you, this bastard, mock me; we’ll perish together."

Lin Qianru’s voice muffled.

"Let go or don’t blame me for not being polite to you anymore."

"I won’t let go, definitely not letting go..."

"Smack!"

Before Lin Qianru could finish speaking, a crisp slap resonated.

Lu Tianxing smacked Lin Qianru’s buttocks hard.

"Ah!"

"You bastard, how dare you hit me, you... you... I’ll remember this; I’m not finished with you."

The slap caused Lin Qianru’s body to shiver, seemingly gaining strength from somewhere, and with a sudden push, she shoved Lu Tianxing away, her pretty face blushing red, she shot him a furious glare before hastily returning to the bedroom, slamming the door shut, and locking it firmly.

Watching Lin Qianru’s retreating figure, Lu Tianxing touched his fingers, the ~feel was quite nice, and it was worth a try again when there was a chance.

...

The next morning, as Lin Qianru emerged from her bedroom with dark circles under her eyes, Lu Tianxing had already left the house. On the sofa was a neatly folded blanket, the only proof that the events of last night weren’t just a dream.

Lin Qianru, who had hardly slept all night, looked at the blanket with a complex expression and a self-deprecating smile appeared on her face. He had left, after all. Perhaps in his heart, she was nothing more than a wanton woman from last night on.

"Lin Qianru, oh Lin Qianru, stop fantasizing. With his skills, his wife is bound to be gorgeous; how could he take a second look at you? Just think of last night as an accident," she told herself.

Lin Qianru chuckled at her self-deprecation and turned to head to the kitchen, intending to prepare herself some breakfast. But as she entered the kitchen, her gaze was instantly caught by a steaming cup of milk and two fried eggs on the plate beside her, accompanied by a note.

Lin Qianru walked over, picked up the note, which bore these lines.

"President Lin, when I saw you hadn’t woken up early this morning, I left ahead. This is what I made, dedicated to the greatest, loveliest, and prettiest President Lin. You should give it a try; the taste is not bad. Growing up, you’re the first lucky woman to have the privilege of tasting my cooking. Hehe, moved? Planning to offer yourself in return? Alright, I’m off now. Don’t miss me. Oh, and there’s one thing I must scorn you for, President Lin, your kissing skills are terrible. You almost bit my tongue off last night. I’ll have to train you sometime. Also, I must say, President Lin, your little mouth is quite sweet, it kept me up all night."

Lin Qianru, reading the words on the note, turned beet red and cursed fiercely, "Lu Tianxing, you perverted wolf, I don’t need your training, and if you dare to do it again next time, I will bite your tongue off."

Lin Qianru clenched her teeth, yet a sweet smile lingered on her face.

If anyone from Bai’s Group saw this scene right now, they would definitely think they were dreaming. When had the cold and distant Lin Qianru ever showed such an expression, no different from a woman who had fallen in love?