Chapter 20: Pressing Her Against the Wall

During the three-day New Year holiday, Tan Mo stayed at the villa and enjoyed a very leisurely time. On the last day, she fulfilled her belated promise by preparing a sumptuous lunch for Xie Qichen.

The cooking process went relatively smoothly, except for a loud noise caused when she was frying something in the oil pan, which startled her badly. The commotion attracted the man, who had been working on business matters in the study downstairs. He rushed over immediately, lifted her out of the kitchen, and asked if she was okay.

She felt extremely awkward and asked, “Why did you come here…?”

“What do you think?” Xie Qichen teased. “Cooking shouldn’t involve life-threatening situations, right?”

“…”

“I just wanted to make tempura, maybe I didn’t control the cooking time well…”

“I thought you were experimenting with an atomic bomb in the kitchen. The noise was so loud.”

Tan Mo: “…”

Fortunately, after this small mishap, she smoothly completed the rest of the cooking without further embarrassment.

That evening, Tan Mo called Ji Shu and told her about the awkward incident. Ji Shu sighed deeply, “Poor Xie Qichen, he has to be your cooking guinea pig. I feel so sorry for him.”

Tan Mo, feeling embarrassed, wrinkled her face, “What do you mean by guinea pig? Is my cooking really that bad?”

“I don’t know, but your millions of online fans have seen it for themselves.”

“…Shut up.”

“If you’re so unconvinced, then how did Mr. Xie Qichen, who has personally tasted your cooking, rate it?”

“He…”

Tan Mo recalled how, that afternoon, after tasting her food, he had smiled faintly and said, “Hmm, it’s better than I expected. It’s actually edible.”

Ji Shu burst out laughing, “That’s actually a pretty good review, hahaha…”

Tan Mo cried in frustration.

She felt utterly defeated.

When it came to cooking, she was still someone whose skills didn’t match her enthusiasm. QAQ

After ending the call that evening, Tan Mo took a shower, came out of the bedroom, and went downstairs to the kitchen.

It had been a while since her last live stream, so Tan Mo decided to do a quick session to make some desserts and chat with her fans, since she had been busy and often left them waiting.

After preparing the ingredients, she clicked to start the stream, smiled at the camera, and waved:

“Good evening, everyone! It’s been a while.”

Soon, fans quickly flooded the live stream:

[Good evening, Mo Mo!]

[Here we go, I can’t believe I lived to see this pigeon finally stream again [dog face]]

[Wife, good evening!]

Tan Mo smiled at everyone, “I’ll only stream for a short while today. I recently saw a vanilla chiffon cake recipe that looked pretty good, so I’ll try making it for you tonight.”

[Kitchen: You’re back again tonight, huh?]

[I’m excited, but I won’t say what for, hahaha]

[Mo Mo, stay steady! I believe in you! Hope you can perform consistently, hahaha]

Tan Mo smiled helplessly, “You guys are such fake fans…”

As she made the cake, she chatted casually with the audience. After a while, she heard the front door open.

Stirring the eggs in the bowl, she slightly shifted her gaze and saw Xie Qichen entering the foyer. He was wearing a coat, carrying the chill of the outside, his eyebrows and eyes as clear and jade-like as ever.

He had left earlier that night for an impromptu business engagement.

Thinking about how he had criticized her cooking, Tan Mo spitefully turned her eyes away and treated him like air.

However, as she was talking to her fans, she caught sight of the man passing through the open kitchen doorway out of the corner of her eye. He poured himself a glass of water and then sat at the bar counter on a high stool, tilting his head back to drink. His Adam’s apple moved as he drank, his posture poised and composed, perfectly blending refinement with casualness.

??What was he up to?

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Tan Mo felt very awkward. She told the viewers she needed to go to the restroom, muted the stream, and ran to him:

“Xie Qichen, why are you sitting here?!”

The man looked down at her and calmly asked in return, “This is my house. Where can’t I sit?”

“…”

“But I’m live streaming right now. You… sitting here…” Tan Mo mumbled in embarrassment, “You’re not trying to learn from my cooking skills, are you?”

Xie Qichen slightly raised his eyebrows, “Learn what? My skills in blowing up the kitchen?”

“I haven’t messed up yet tonight!”

Xie Qichen smiled.

She glared at him fiercely, then continued her live stream and turned to see him looking at his phone, pretending he wasn’t there.

She chatted with the viewers, and after a while, she noticed a special effect in the live stream:

[[Top Donor] User “C” has entered the live stream.]

This was a regular big donor in her live stream. Tan Mo knew he had been busy lately, so she was surprised to see him tonight.

Several gift effects from C appeared in the live stream, easily reaching thousands of dollars, instantly flooding the screen, and catching the attention of many fans:

“The big donor is here! Welcome welcome”

“Long time no see, big donor! Good evening!”

C: [Good evening.]

Tan Mo smiled faintly at the camera, “Welcome, big donor. Long time no see.”

C: [Just finished a meeting.]

After putting the cake batter in the oven, Tan Mo returned and noticed that the fans in the live stream were vividly telling the big donor about her recent kitchen mishaps.

…Suddenly, she felt the embarrassment of being watched by a fatherly figure.

After all, since the big donor had known her, she still hadn’t transformed from a novice to a master chef. She didn’t understand why the big donor hadn’t left. Could it be that his taste was particularly unique??

Tan Mo continued to whip the cream. After a while, C sent her a private message:

[You have cream on your nose.]

She looked up just in time to see the message. She was surprised. Hadn’t the camera been facing the bowl just now? Had she accidentally captured herself?

She was wearing gloves and couldn’t easily reach, so she muted the stream and hurriedly went to find Xie Qichen, “Do I have cream on my nose?”

The man looked at her clumsy and soft appearance, lightly laughed, took a tissue, pulled her in front of him, and wiped it off, his voice low:

“How can you be so clumsy?”

Her heart skipped a beat, “You’re the clumsy one…”

“All done.”

Tan Mo hurriedly ran back in front of the camera. The man put down his phone, leaned back on the barstool, and looked at her, the corners of his eyes clearly showing amusement.

Another hour passed, and Tan Mo finished making the cake and ended the live stream.

It was late, and she was afraid of gaining weight, so she put the cake in the fridge to enjoy it the next day.

After tidying up the kitchen, she went to the living room. Xie Qichen had been there for a while and then came out to work in the living room.

“You didn’t say you would be back late tonight? You came back pretty early.”

The man calmly operated his laptop, “Isn’t there someone who set a curfew? I came back early.”

“No… I was just kidding, you know. I don’t care when you come back.”

She went upstairs, “I’m going to rest. Bye.”

“Okay.”

Tan Mo skipped upstairs, and Xie Qichen glanced at her before returning to his work.

On the first day after the New Year holiday ended, in the morning, the sun rose and the sky was clear.

With the morning sun, at around eight o’clock, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up in front of the Aochuang Building.

Xie Qichen got out of the car and walked into the building.

The man’s face was calm and solemn, unsmiling, giving off an aura that seemed to say “strangers keep away.”

Employees who saw him around greeted him with nods.

After arriving at the top floor, the president’s office staff approached with various documents, talking about the schedule for the day.

The man entered the office, sat at the desk, and started handling the documents. Wen Cheng asked, “President Xie, would you like something to drink?”

Xie Qichen didn’t look up, “The usual.”

“Okay.”

After a while, Wen Cheng brought a cup of black coffee. Xie Qichen looked at the morning stock market, and after a while, someone knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

The door opened, and a father and son walked in.

The older one was Uncle Xie Wenkang, who hadn’t been seen for a long time. Xie Qichen looked up and greeted him, “Uncle.”

“Ah, Achen, I happened to come early, so I brought Xie Shao up to visit in the morning.”

Beside Xie Wenkang, a young man smiled at Xie Qichen, “Achen.”

Xie Shao was Xie Wenkang’s son, two years older than Xie Qichen. He graduated from a prestigious university and now served as the deputy director of the finance department.

Xie Qichen looked up at him and responded. Xie Shao walked to the desk, “Achen, have you had breakfast? I brought you something.”

“No need, I’ve already eaten. You two can sit anywhere.”

Xie Shao paused slightly, smiled, and placed the breakfast on the coffee table. He then glanced around the president’s office. Xie Wenkang smiled, “Qichen, now that you’re at Aochuang and Xie Shao is here too, you two cousins should chat more often. You’re very close.”

Xie Shao smiled warmly, “By the way, Achen, you’re married now. You should bring your wife over for a meal at my house sometime.”

Xie Qichen’s expression didn’t change, “Okay.”

Xie Wenkang asked Xie Qichen about a few work matters and found some issues. Xie Qichen said they would discuss them at the morning meeting. Xie Wenkang nodded and said, “Then we’ll go downstairs first.”

“Okay.”

Xie Qichen’s phone rang, and he answered it.

It was a high-end furniture brand. Because the girl had casually complained a few days ago that the sofa in the second-floor living room was too hard and uncomfortable to sit on, he had decided to buy a new one.

The person on the other end asked when the new sofa could be delivered today. The man said, “Not too early, after ten o’clock. When it’s delivered, I’ll pay the remaining balance. Also, ask my wife if there are any other pieces of furniture at home that need to be replaced and recommend some to her.”

“Okay, Mr. Xie.”

Xie Qichen hung up the phone and looked up to see Xie Shao at the door, not yet leaving.

“Anything else?”

Xie Shao concealed his surprise, smiled, and said, “Nothing. I just noticed that you and your wife have a good relationship. I’ll go now.”

Xie Shao walked out of the office with Xie Wenkang and headed to the elevator.

Xie Shao smiled and said, “Achen is still the same as before, with that cold personality.”

“Achen has always been like that. He’s not a bad person. You two cousins should chat more in the future.”

“Okay.”

Xie Shao looked around with a smile in his eyes, “I will.”

Xie Wenkang chuckled:

“My next goal is to support Qichen well and help him settle into the president’s position.”

Tan Mo had no morning classes and slept until the sun was high.

After washing up, she came out of the bedroom and found that, as usual, she was the only one at the villa.

Xie Qichen was very dedicated to his career and often left home early for work. Compared to him, she lived like a lazy little fish every day, which made her feel a bit embarrassed.

She saw a new message from Xie Qichen on her phone, saying that someone would come to deliver new furniture.

Sure enough, at half past ten, someone came to knock on the door, replaced the second-floor sofa, and asked Tan Mo if she needed any new furniture: “Mr. Xie said everything is up to your preference.”

Tan Mo was a bit taken aback and quickly declined, “No, everything is fine as it is.”

She wasn’t a very picky person.

After the furniture personnel left, Tan Mo went downstairs and had a simple lunch/dinner. Then she spent the entire afternoon editing and uploading the video of her cooking for Xie Qichen on the first day of the New Year holiday. She thought since it was all about cooking, she might as well use the material. Of course, in the video, she didn’t show Xie Qichen or mention him.

In the evening, after uploading the video, with her number of followers, it quickly reached five thousand viewers watching simultaneously. Many comments popped up:

[Ha ha ha, this tempura looks exactly like me. I’m also super scared of frying things.]

[So, Mo Mo’s kitchen mishap finally arrived, though a bit late. Ha ha ha.]

[Hey, did the up is moving to a new home? I felt it during the last live stream.]

[How can she eat so much food alone? Is her appetite really that big? I’m a bit doubtful.]

[She can leave the leftovers for the next meal. What’s wrong with a girl having a big appetite? Always doubting, come on.]

Tan Mo saw this comment and was a bit embarrassed.

She did cook a lot, but it was for two people…

She replied to the above comment: [Yes, I moved to a new place. Now I have more space for filming videos~]

If she and Xie Qichen were married normally, she would directly announce this, but since their relationship was special, she decided to keep Xie Qichen’s existence a secret for now and reveal it when there was an opportunity in the future.

She exited the platform and looked at the wall clock, which pointed to six o’clock.

Her stomach growled with hunger, so she planned to cook, but suddenly thought of Xie Qichen.

Once before, he came back in the evening, and she had only made a single portion for dinner, which ended up leaving him eating vegetarian, making her seem particularly heartless…

So, should she ask if he would come back for dinner?

Out of goodwill, she could cook more for him, especially since he had bought new furniture today.

Taking out her phone, Tan Mo opened the chat window titled “The Most Wealthy and Dominant CEO in the Universe” and typed: [When will you come back? Are you coming back to the villa for dinner tonight?]

After sending the message, she felt a bit strange.

Why did it feel like she was acting like a good little wife waiting at home for her husband to come back…

She went to the kitchen to wash the vegetables. The other person seemed busy and only replied ten minutes later: [Are you cooking?]

“…”

Was her cooking really that terrifying to him?

Before she could reply, the man sent a cold and emotionless message: [Don’t cook for me. I’ll come back a bit later.]

…Oh.

Fine, that made things easier for her.

So Tan Mo ate her meal and then went upstairs to work on her computer science final assignment.

Around nine o’clock that night, she heard some noise outside. Soon after, there was a sound of a door closing from next door, so Xie Qichen must have returned.

She didn’t want to pay attention and continued working until after ten o’clock. After finishing, she wanted to go to the bathroom when she suddenly heard a knock on the door.

She was startled and went to open the door, only to see Xie Qichen standing outside.

What was this guy doing, knocking on her door so late at night…

She could smell the faint scent of his bath, and her hand gripped the doorknob as if afraid he would come in:

“Anything wrong?” Xie Qichen, wearing a dark-colored bathrobe, lowered his eyelids and stared at her, “Why are you so nervous?”

“Who… who’s nervous? What do you want anyway? If you won’t say, I’m going to bed.”

The man stopped teasing her, “I’m leaving for a business trip to Province R tomorrow morning and will be back the night after tomorrow.”

“Oh.”

Was he reporting to her?

“I’ve hired a few housekeepers who can clean the villa and take care of the garden. You can give them tasks if needed. Also, I’ve hired a chef.”

Tan Mo looked surprised, “A chef?”

“Yeah, previously worked at a five-star hotel. He can cook both Chinese and Western cuisine.”

Of course, he must have been affected by the terrible food she made two days ago, so he decided to hire a chef to avoid further suffering.

Indeed, how could her cooking compare to that of a five-star chef…

Feeling a bit defeated, Tan Mo lowered her gaze and replied gloomily, “That’s great.”

“What’s wrong?” The man asked, puzzled.

She shook her head, tightening her expression, “Then I’ll go to bed now.”

“Okay.”

She closed the door, and silence filled her ears.

Standing there for a while, she went to grab her pajamas and headed to the bathroom, humming discontentedly.

She would never cook for him again!

Xie Qichen’s flight was at nine in the morning. The next day, after waking up and packing his luggage in the bedroom, a message came from Wen Cheng:

【Boss Xie, the housekeepers and chef have arrived at the villa.】

Before locking his phone screen, Xie Qichen pressed the sensor switch for the front gate downstairs and replied: 【Let them in.】

Two minutes later, he went downstairs. In the living room, three housekeepers and the chef stood in a line.

Seeing him, they respectfully nodded, “Good morning, Mr. Xie.”

Xie Qichen briefly acknowledged them and explained their daily duties at the villa. The three housekeepers had been carefully selected by Wen Cheng from the housekeeping market. They were eager to get the job because Xie Qichen offered a very generous salary, though the requirements were also very strict.

Xie Qichen spoke concisely, with a strong aura, and the group listened attentively.

Finally, he said, “The mistress is still sleeping upstairs. Don’t go upstairs before 9 a.m. to avoid disturbing her.”

When mentioning Tan Mo, the four saw a flash of tenderness in the usually stern man’s eyes, instantly understanding the importance of the lady upstairs.

After finishing his instructions, Xie Qichen left the house.

The housekeepers began cleaning, and the chef took the ingredients to the kitchen. Two hours later, the eagerly awaited moment finally arrived when they finally saw the “real face” of Madam Xie—

Tan Mo came downstairs. Her small face was exquisitely pretty. Though she hadn’t applied any makeup after waking up, her skin was smooth and fair like milk, with a hint of childishness, truly embodying the ideal of a man’s cherished treasure.

The three hadn’t expected Madam Xie to be so young.

They quickly greeted her, and Tan Mo, startled, recalled Xie Qichen’s instructions from last night and smiled to greet them back.

After a brief conversation, Tan Mo let them continue their work while she went to have breakfast.

In the kitchen, the chef saw her and smiled, “Good morning, Madam.”

“Good morning.”

“The master has already instructed me to prepare breakfast for you. Please see if it meets your taste.”

The chef led her to the dining room. Tan Mo sat down and tasted the delicately prepared food, feeling like she was ascending to heaven.

No wonder he was a five-star chef! Wow, this was so delicious!

The chef patiently asked Tan Mo about her preferred cuisines and ingredients, carefully understanding her tastes and taking notes, “Madam, you can give me feedback on the dishes I cook. I can adjust them according to your preferences.”

“Okay.”

After the chef returned to the kitchen, Tan Mo suddenly thought of something and called out, “Wait a moment.”

“Madam, please speak.”

Tan Mo’s eyes lit up as if she had discovered a new continent, “Chef, how about I pay you extra to teach me cooking as well?”

“So you’re planning to improve your cooking skills for Xie Qichen? Oh my, how sweet.”

“Ugh! Who’s doing this for him!”

In the afternoon, Tan Mo was excitedly organizing the chef’s recipes on her computer while talking to Ji Shu on the phone:

“What merit does Xie Qichen have that deserves this? Does he even deserve it! I’m doing this for my beloved fans, okay? I thought that since they watch my videos every day, I might as well cook some delicious dishes to share with them so they can learn too.”

After inquiring yesterday, the chef had readily agreed, so she had started learning from him.

She had wanted to learn cooking before but hadn’t acted on it. Now that there was a chef at home, she had to make the most of this excellent resource to quickly shed the reputation of being a cooking-disaster vlogger.

Tan Mo sighed, “You know what? Cooking is a big discipline. I don’t plan to become a chef, just want to learn some home-style dishes that are easy for my followers to pick up.”

“Great, great. Your aspirations are truly lofty, comrade.”

“…So I’m considered ambitious just for learning to cook some home-style dishes? Am I really that bad?”

Ji Shu laughed and changed the topic, “By the way, Momo, do you have time tonight?”

“I’m free. Why?”

“Then come with me to a social event.”

“No way, I’m not going.”

“It’s not anything messy, don’t worry. Just accompany me and a female CEO for dinner.”

Recently, their companies had been collaborating, and Ji Shu planned to meet with the other party. The other party said she could bring a friend, so they could have a lively gathering.

“Momo, please, it’s just dinner. Mainly, I’m afraid I might get too drunk and need someone to take care of me…”

After Ji Shu’s persistent persuasion, Tan Mo sighed in frustration, “Fine, fine, I’ll go.”

Besides, she hadn’t gone out for several days anyway.

“Hehehe, great! I’ll come to pick you up then.”

After hanging up, Tan Mo continued her cooking-learning endeavor. In the evening, Ji Shu came to pick her up, and Tan Mo said goodbye to the housekeeper at the villa before leaving.

As the car arrived at a private Cantonese restaurant, Ji Shu said while getting out, “I’m going to drink tonight, so you have to drive.”

“Sure, if you don’t mind me possibly scratching your million-dollar car.”

“Never mind, let’s just hire a designated driver.”

The two walked into the private room to wait. After a while, the door opened again, and a woman walked in.

The woman was Feng Zhi, dressed in a suit, with black hair and red lips. She looked to be in her early forties, very sharp and capable, exuding the aura of a career woman.

Ji Shu greeted her with a smile and finally introduced Tan Mo, “This is my best friend Tan Mo. I dragged her here to join us for dinner. Hope you don’t mind?”

“Nice to meet you, Madam Feng.”

Tan Mo quickly greeted her.

Feng Zhi looked at her obedient appearance and smiled, “No problem, it’s just a casual dinner.”

They sat down, and Feng Zhi took out a cigarette case, intending to light a cigarette but then put it away, “Since you two young ladies are here, I won’t smoke.”

“Madam Feng, we’re both in our twenties, not that young anymore.”

Feng Zhi smiled while stroking the cigarette case, “I’m over twenty years older than you two. To me, you’re both still little girls. Oh, Tan Mo, you’re in your twenties too, right? You look like a high school student.”

Tan Mo smiled, “I’m a senior this year.”

“Young and beautiful. I didn’t even go to college. I graduated from high school and started working on my own.”

The dishes gradually arrived, and Feng Zhi poured herself a glass of red wine, “Let’s not stick to the drinking culture. You two can drink as you like.”

Ji Shu, “It’s okay, I’ll drink with you a bit.”

Ji Shu and Feng Zhi talked about the current industry development, while Tan Mo ate and listened, gaining exposure to the world.

She deeply admired Feng Zhi from the bottom of her heart, hoping to become someone like her with her own career.

After several rounds of toasts, the night sky outside had already darkened.

After dinner, Feng Zhi, in high spirits, suggested going to a karaoke bar. Ji Shu didn’t want to spoil her fun, so she took Tan Mo along to the KTV.

Feng Zhi loved singing and didn’t put down the microphone. Ji Shu sang with her, and Tan Mo also had some alcohol, gradually getting tipsy and singing a few songs randomly. The atmosphere was very lively.

Time passed.

It became very late at night.

Meanwhile, back at the villa in Jiayu Tianda.

A Rolls-Royce stopped at the gate, and the man who had just returned from the airport got out of the car, pulling his luggage.

Xie Qichen walked into the entrance, and a housekeeper saw him return and quickly came forward to help take the luggage, “Welcome back, Mr. Xie.”

“Okay.”

The man went upstairs first to change clothes. Not seeing Tan Mo’s figure, he asked the housekeeper, “Where is the mistress?”

“The mistress left in the evening and said she would come back late tonight.”

Late?

He looked at his watch, a slight frown forming between his brows.

It was already ten o’clock, and she still didn’t plan to come home?

Xie Qichen took out his phone and asked about Tan Mo’s situation over the past two days. The housekeeper said Tan Mo had been learning to cook with the chef at home, “The mistress seemed quite happy.”

Hearing this, the man’s lips curled slightly.

She should indeed be happy.

He had been away on a business trip for two days, but the little girl hadn’t sent him a single message. He felt like he had become a ghost.

He messaged her: 【I’m back from the business trip. Are you outside?】

A few seconds later, a message came back from her end. He opened it and brought the phone to his ear, only to hear singing sounds and a tipsy, soft voice:

“Xiao Xie, what do you want? I’m busy. I’m at a dinner party with my sister.”

“…”

Xie Qichen’s eyebrows furrowed heavily. A few seconds later, he called her. She answered, and his voice was as cold as an ice cellar:

“Tan Mo, where are you.”

At around ten o’clock, in the KTV room.

Feng Zhi finally got tired of singing and left first. Eventually, only Tan Mo, Ji Shu, and Ji Shu’s young assistant remained in the room.

Ji Shu, exhausted, slumped onto the sofa, “Finally done. It’s so tiring to entertain the big sister. You know, Madam Feng doesn’t like drinking, yet she loves singing so much.”

At her side, the girl with a face like a carved jade doll held the microphone, looking at the screen, stopping her humming, softly murmuring:

“Singing is nice. I like singing.”

Ji Shu looked at her, troubled, “Jiaojiao, you’ve had too much to drink tonight. You’re acting a bit off.”

“No, I just had a little.”

She earnestly held up a finger.

“…”

Ji Shu, “Well, at least Xie Qichen is still on his business trip. Otherwise, if you went back like this, he might kill me.”

Listening to the melancholic song playing, Ji Shu quickly ordered the assistant, “Can’t you play something less sad? It’s making me feel down in the dumps at night. Play something cheerful. I just finished a business deal.”

The assistant hurried to change the song, switching to “Congratulations” (Gong Xi Fa Cai), “Sis, how about this one?”

“Perfect! That song! It’s festive!”

To the cheerful music, Ji Shu grabbed the microphone and stood up, “Girls, my goal this year is to make big money! Make it rain with cash!”

Tan Mo cheered along, “Make big money!”

Ji Shu, “I want to sign big deals and become a super rich lady!”

Tan Mo, “Become a super rich lady!”

Ji Shu, “Then I want to keep a young hunk! I want to find a man!”

Tan Mo, cutely hugging her face, nodded with her little head, “Right, find a man! Find all kinds of men!”

As soon as she finished speaking, suddenly the door to the private room opened—

A man appeared at the door.

Xie Qichen wore a long, double-breasted coat. His legs were long and straight, wrapped in trousers. The dim lighting of the private room highlighted the sharp line of his jaw and his cold, handsome face.

Tan Mo, slightly drunk, could only make out his general figure. She swallowed hard, her mouth watering:

“Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.”

“And he looks like a top-notch man.”

As Tan Mo finished speaking, the private room fell into a deathly silence.

Ji Shu quickly covered Tan Mo’s mouth.

What man! That’s your husband! Get a grip!

Ji Shu looked at Xie Qichen, sweating coldly from her back, “Ah, Mr. Xie, good evening…”

The man’s deep voice responded with a single word, walked in, and looked at Ji Shu:

“How much did she drink?”

“I don’t know… Probably just a few glasses of wine.”

“I’ll take Tan Mo back first.”

“Okay.”

Xie Qichen grabbed the girl’s wrist and pulled her up, taking her out of the private room.

Leaving the room, Tan Mo was pulled along, dazed and confused:

“Who are you? Let go first…”

She had completely forgotten that just earlier, she had told him the address herself.

Xie Qichen didn’t respond. Tan Mo, tipsy and in a childish mood, kept complaining:

“Let me go. I want to go back to the room…”

She kept chattering, when suddenly her waist was tightly gripped.

Xie Qichen stepped closer, pinning her against the wall in an empty corridor.

The man’s movement was forceful, their bodies pressed tightly together. The woody, smoky fragrance on him carried an aggressively invasive aura, engulfing her senses like fire, consuming her completely. The hand on her waist gradually seeped warmth into her skin, making her face flush red, and she softly let out a whimper.

“Go back for what? To find a man?”

Xie Qichen’s eyes were as dark as ink, intensely staring at her. His hot breath brushed against her cheek, filled with an uncontrollable sense of possession, his desire barely restrained:

“Tell me, while I was away, what kind of man were you looking for?