A beautiful summer night

"I didn't do anything to you, why would I coax you?" Yunli lowered her eyelashes, feeling anxious, but she still heard him swallow.

With no way to retreat behind her, Jiang Baichuan's tall body slowly pressed down, his hot breath spraying onto her cheeks. Yun Li's palms clenched involuntarily, her heart pounding wildly.

She turned her head to the side.

Jiang Baichuan chuckled, lifted her almost squatting body up, and stuffed her into his passenger seat: "I'll take you home."

Yunli was about to refuse.

Jiang Baichuan fastened her seatbelt: "I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Yunli: "..."

"Who asked you to pick me up?" But by the time she realized what was happening, it was too late; Jiang Baichuan had already stepped on the gas and driven towards her house.

Yunli bit her lip and turned her head to look out the window.

Jiang Baichuan would definitely interpret her as playing hard to get.

Taking a deep breath, Yunli processed her feelings and began to compromise with herself.

Let's just consider it a case of playing hard to get.

She never threw a tantrum, because when she was a child, she would be scolded by her parents for being willful. After they divorced, she had no right to be willful, and Yun Meilan would not give her the opportunity to throw a tantrum.

She was twenty-seven, and this was the first time she had been completely uninhibited in front of someone.

Because of certain experiences, she has never liked anyone.

She thought she would never have love, and she once vowed that she would never believe in such a hypocritical thing as love.

But then one person appeared, and all those things I once thought would vanish like smoke.

The night was so dark that a black Maybach had been parked downstairs in the apartment complex for almost ten minutes.

"Boss lady, please have pity on me." Jiang Baichuan was indignant. He clearly understood what she was trying to say, but she just couldn't express it clearly.

He felt an itch in his heart; he couldn't bring himself to let Yunli go.

The car door was locked, and Yunli glared at him irritably: "You're forcing me into this! Coercion is not acceptable."

“Forced love is still love.” Jiang Baichuan loved her pouty expressions and the way she spoke. Even if he couldn’t have her way tonight, he was satisfied just to hear her talk.

Yunli was both embarrassed and angry: "Who said I loved you!"

Jiang Baichuan laughed out loud, knowing he should stop: "Don't be angry, let's chat for another five minutes, and I'll let you go after we're done."

Yunli asked awkwardly, "What are you talking about?"

"Let's talk about what I like about you." Jiang Baichuan turned off the car without hesitation.

Yunli glared at him again.

Jiang Baichuan was quite pleased to see her being so unrestrained in front of him. She had a gentle appearance, and even when she glared at people, it wasn't fierce at all; instead, it became a kind of fun.

Yunli didn't say anything, so he took it as her wanting to hear, and then he seriously started his affectionate mode: "Let's not talk about our fate in high school, but from the first time we met in Nancheng when you sprayed me in the face with pepper spray, you have been deeply imprinted on my mind."

He pointed to the area around his head, then to his heart: "After I returned to Beicheng, I kept thinking about you, wondering whose daughter you were, that you dared to barge into my heart and make me yearn for you day and night."

Yunli gave him a disdainful look: "Are you out of your mind?"

Jiang Baichuan: "..."

He said that this method wouldn't work.

Jiang Yourong devised a countermeasure.

Without going into a long explanation, Jiang Baichuan loosened his tie and said, "Something's up. I've been thinking about you."

Yunli burst out laughing.

"Those sentimental words were taught to me by Jiang Yourong, but they truly reflect my feelings." Jiang Baichuan coughed lightly. It was his first time pursuing a girl, and he was clumsy in many ways, but fortunately, he was eloquent. "Yunli, whether you believe in love at first sight or not, my feelings for you are..."

"I know you were lustful at first sight." Yun Li tried her best to suppress her laughter, trying to hide the corners of her mouth that were turning up in uncontrollable. Yun Li glanced at his embarrassed expression. "I believe you."

I believe in his love at first sight, and I also believe in his feelings for me.

Jiang Baichuan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly: "If you're talking about lust at first sight, then I might as well be a little more unrestrained and reckless..."

Yunli was startled, leaned over and covered his mouth, glaring at him fiercely: "Don't even think about it."

Jiang Baichuan raised an eyebrow, chuckled, and took her hand down, squeezing it gently: "I was just kidding. I won't overstep my bounds until you agree."

Just now, he could have shamelessly kissed her hand.

Yunli snorted: "Open the door, I'm going up."

If we stay any longer, who knows what he'll say next.

Jiang Baichuan did as she was told this time, and only slowly put away the smile on his face after watching her jog inside.

Jiang Baichuan's breathing quickened slightly as his phone vibrated. It was a message from Yun Li.

Yunli: [Come to my shop tomorrow, I have something to give you.]

Jiang Baichuan leaned back in relaxation, a smile slowly spreading to his eyes.

Upstairs, Yunli's room was lit up. He lowered the car window to get a better view.

A moment later, a head popped out of the window.

Their eyes met through the darkness of the night.

Breathing stopped, heartbeat erratic.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Baichuan finally left, and Yun Li was overjoyed to see his reply.

Jiang Baichuan: [Perfect timing, I also have something to give you.]

Yunli refused: "No, you've already given me enough."

Jiang Baichuan was driving when he replied with a voice message: "You don't even want it if I give it to you?"

Upon hearing the voice message, Yunli's face flushed slightly.

This person...

So shameless.

No wonder he and Xie Qiyan became good brothers.

Yunli didn't reply to the message, and packed her clothes to go take a shower.

Outside the living room, Yun Meilan sat on the sofa with a stern face, her voice neither warm nor cold: "The person who brought you back, is that the rich second-generation you mentioned?"

Yunli paused slightly, her tone indifferent: "More than that. A century-old family with a rich heritage, they must have been wealthy for five, six, seven, or eight generations."

Yun Meilan clutched her chest: "..."