At night, the soft and obedient girl was kissed by the big boss in the Beijing circle and cried

"No." Liang Hanyue retorted subconsciously, quickly climbed down from him, sat down in the empty seat next to him, and took a deep breath to calm herself down.

I turned my head to look at the man's stern profile in the dim carriage. I don't know if it was an illusion but the corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly raised, as if he was smiling.

"Mr. Jin, it was just an accident." She explained concisely, "Please don't misunderstand me. I absolutely did not mean to seduce you."

Gu Jingchen alone had already exhausted her, and she really didn't have the energy to care about other men, let alone...

The Jin family in Beijing is not someone she can afford to marry into.

The temperature in the car dropped to freezing point in an instant. Jin Yanchen slowly raised his drooping eyelids and looked at her with a sharp look. He said "Oh?" with an expressionless face.

Liang Hanyue didn't know what he meant and chose her words carefully. "Mr. Jin, thank you for helping me yesterday and for taking me to the hospital. If you need anything in the future, I will do my best to help you. However, Gu Jingchen and I have broken up, so we should keep our distance from now on to avoid misunderstandings. What do you think?"

Jin Yanchen tightened his jawline and opened his thin lips slightly: "What misunderstanding?"

Liang Hanyue's breathing stagnated. Isn't this a question that he already knows the answer to?

"Misunderstanding that we...are in that kind of relationship."

"What kind of relationship?" He asked as if he really knew nothing.

Liang Hanyue pinched her palm with her nails and forced out two words: "Lovers."

"We are?" the man asked in a tense voice.

"No."

Jin Yanchen: "Then what are you afraid of? Or are you feeling guilty?"

Liang Hanyue denied it immediately, "I didn't. I only have respect for Mr. Jin and absolutely have no ill intentions."

Jin Yanchen's stern features grew even more gloomy, his thin lips tightly pursed as he remained silent.

Liang Hanyue felt that the temperature in the car seemed to drop suddenly. She touched the tip of her nose embarrassedly, not knowing what she had said wrong to make him unhappy.

The car was silent until it stopped. Liang Hanyue said before getting out: "Thank you, Mr. Jin."

Jin Yanchen placed his slender white fingers in front of him, tilted his head and whispered, "Remember to wash the handkerchief and return it to me."

Liang Hanyue then remembered that she had taken his handkerchief yesterday, and asked Chen Mu to pack it up and throw it in the bag when she was discharged from the hospital today. She didn't pack it up when she got home. If he hadn't mentioned it, it would probably have been thrown away one day.

But it’s so stingy that a CEO still cares about a handkerchief.

"It's a gift from my grandma. It's very precious." Jin Yanchen seemed to know what she was thinking and began to explain.

Liang Hanyue's heart tightened, she lowered her eyes and said obediently: "I will wash it clean and return it to Mr. Jin. Goodbye, Mr. Jin."

She got out of the car and walked quickly towards the apartment.

The man in the car rolled down the window, his dark pupils fixed on the slender figure, his eyes were gentler than the moonlight under the light.

Liang Hanyue returned to the apartment and threw her handbag on the sofa. She found the bag she used when she was discharged from the hospital on the chair in the dining room. A gray handkerchief was pressed under several examination sheets, and it was wrinkled and looked terrible.

She walked into the bathroom with the handkerchief, stood in front of the sink and squeezed out the laundry detergent. As she rubbed the handkerchief, she muttered, "You give such a precious thing to others casually. You don't look like you cherish it very much."

As soon as he finished speaking, he paused and a question flashed through his mind: How did he know that I lived in Xingchen Apartment?

A Cayenne stopped on the roadside outside the apartment. Gu Jingchen got out of the back seat and took only two steps before he saw a Maybach parked on the roadside.

With such a domineering license plate number, everyone in Beijing knows who the owner is.

"Brother Yanchen?"

The car window was half-rolled. Jin Yanchen glanced up and glanced at him lightly. Instead of answering, he asked, "Looking for Liang Hanyue?"

Gu Jingchen denied it, "Yueyue and I had some misunderstandings, and the wedding will be postponed. Brother Yanchen, why are you downstairs of Yueyue's apartment?"

Jin Yanchen has not been close to women for so many years. Even if someone sends a beautiful woman to his bed, he can throw her out without batting an eyelid. He couldn't help but think too much when he suddenly appeared downstairs of Liang Hanyue's house.