Transmigrated Female Official

If owning her own brand was Chu Qingluo's dream, then now is the closest she has ever come to that dream.

At night, Chu Qingluo had just finished bathing and changed into a gauze nightgown. She went to the table and looked at the pile of drawings she had just finished, along with some discarded papers. A wave of emotions washed over her. It felt like she had suddenly returned to her university days, when she had endless drawings and boundless creative ideas every day…

"Knock knock." Two soft knocks interrupted her reverie. Chu Qingluo assumed it was Nine-Tailed Fox, so she simply straightened her clothes and replied, "Come in." But the person outside seemed not to hear her and knocked twice more.

She walked over helplessly and opened the door herself...

Unexpectedly, what she saw was Ji Qiran's peerless face! Shocked, she blurted out, "The Seventh Prince?!"

His appearance at Ningxiang Courtyard at this time is really too abrupt!

"Hmm." Ji Qiran responded and went inside, causing Chu Qingluo behind him to panic a little.

As he passed by her, she could smell a faint scent of alcohol lingering on him. Fortunately, he seemed perfectly sober, perhaps having just had a few drinks with Chu Yilin at Zhuqing Courtyard. But... why was he looking for her now? She could vaguely guess the reason, which only made her more uneasy.

Chu Qingluo tried her best to hide her nervousness and asked, "It's so late... does the Seventh Prince have something urgent to discuss?"

Ever since he saw her fall into the water, Ji Qiran's emotions had been in constant flux. Every time he closed his eyes, he couldn't help but think of her face. These past few days without seeing her had only made his heart ache. But the moment he opened the door and saw her for the first time, a strange joy filled his heart, and he was certain that he truly wanted to see her!

He stared at her face, as beautiful as a lotus emerging from water, and her crystal-clear eyes. After a long while, he finally uttered two words: "Collecting debts."

How could someone be like him... so... I can't find the words to describe it! Chu Qingluo gasped, her voice slightly cold: "I'm afraid I have to break my promise, no, I should say, I can't repay this debt. You should think of another way to repay it."

"...Why?" He narrowed his eyes, moved closer to her, and smelled the rose scent emanating from her, which made him even more flustered.

Ji Qiran approached step by step, and Chu Qingluo could only retreat step by step until she was forced to the foot of the bed with nowhere to go, at which point she had no choice but to stop. He reached out and imprisoned her between his arms, and asked again, "Why?" His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of ambiguity.

Chu Qingluo's heart pounded, and her cheeks flushed slightly. Her mind raced, searching for any possible explanation… but she could only think of peonies. Besides peonies, there seemed to be no other reason; there was no 'unwillingness,' no 'dislike,' and no mention of Gongsun Yu… This result shocked even herself.

She shook her head, banishing all the irrational thoughts from her mind, and gritted her teeth, saying, "I don't like it! I'm not willing!"

Ji Qiran was taken aback, his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he stroked her chin with his slender fingers, asking again, "Really?"

Her heart pounded, she felt panicked, her heart was racing! "Really..."

Before she could answer, a kiss pressed down on her... sucking away her unfinished words, domineering yet tender. She instinctively resisted, but her heartbeat betrayed her.

This kiss was completely different from the previous ones; it was more aggressive. He held her wrist, slowly pried open her teeth, and plundered her sweetness…

He didn't leave her lips until she couldn't breathe.

Chu Qingluo's face and red lips were burning hot, but her wrists were still held by him. She said angrily, "Didn't you hear me say I didn't want to?!"

He ignored her protests and replied in a mocking tone, "Didn't hear you." Before he finished speaking, he picked her up again and put her directly on the bed.

"You...you...you!!" Chu Qingluo was so frightened by his actions that she couldn't speak and kept shrinking back. "If you come any closer, I'll scream!!"

Faced with her warning, Ji Qiran raised an eyebrow, unconcerned: "Go ahead and shout. The entire Chu mansion knows how you feel about me anyway. This is a perfect opportunity to make our relationship public." With that, he flipped her over, pinning her beneath him, and another kiss was about to fall…

"Wait!!" Chu Qingluo pressed her hands against his chest, swallowed hard, and said, "I have two conditions!"

He glanced at her with interest, a wicked smile playing on his lips: "Tell me about it."

She broke free from his embrace, sat up abruptly, and said, "The first condition is that you must not mention this to anyone."

Ji Qiran thought for a moment, his expression slightly displeased, but he still agreed. "And the second one?"

She gasped and continued, "Secondly... from now on, we're even. You can go find Yao Man or anyone else you want. Whether it's before or after, you and I are just two completely unrelated people."

Chu Qingluo was pounding with anxiety as she said this. She was gambling that her words would embarrass the proud and arrogant Ji Qiran.

For a long time, Ji Qiran remained silent... His dark eyes blazed with fury, as if he wanted to burn her to ashes.

That's how she saw him! He admitted he had indeed taken advantage of Yao Man's feelings for him, but he had never taken their relationship any further. From beginning to end, he had never cared so much about any other woman, except her! And yet she said something about 'we're even?!'

The joy Ji Qiran had felt moments before was completely replaced by rage! He grabbed her arm and bit down hard on her shoulder...

"Ouch!" Chu Qingluo couldn't help but exclaim.

He released her only after leaving a deep ring of teeth marks, then got off the bed and said coldly, "We're even!" After saying that, he left without looking back.

Although he said this with his back to her, Chu Qingluo could still feel the bone-chilling coldness, which made her shiver.

She clenched her fists and took a deep breath, but something hidden under her chest was throbbing with pain... far more intense than the pain in her shoulder!