Gently bite the jasmine

When did it all start?

The supercar's engine stirred Lin Xi's thoughts.

Her initial intention in returning to China was to confess her feelings to Duan Mingxuan.

But because of Zhang Mo, she gave up.

And then he gave up completely because of Chen Baiwei.

How did Duan Yiheng unknowingly enter her heart?

Lin Xi let out a soft chuckle; there was no need to find a particular point that would move her.

The clearer it is, the more painful it becomes.

Compared to Duan Yiheng, she at least hid herself very well.

Once inside the club, it was Duan Mingxuan's domain.

Zhou Zheng knew he was going to make things difficult for him, and he tacitly accepted everything.

Lin Xi didn't want anything to happen between her and Zhou Zheng, so naturally she didn't want him to do anything for her.

So she nudged Duan Mingxuan's arm and whispered, "Don't make things difficult for him. Just sit for a bit and then leave. I don't want to get involved in anything."

Upon hearing this, Duan Mingxuan's anger flared up.

This is only their first meeting, and Lin Xi is already protecting him like this?

Even though I hit someone for her last time in the Night Realm, she still said I was immature.

Duan Mingxuan sneered: "Mr. Zhou, since you're here, how about we play a couple of rounds?"

Zhou Zheng nodded politely: "What games?"

Duan Mingxuan pointed to the dark green dartboard on the wall: "Play this?"

Zhou Zheng said modestly, "I haven't played in a long time, so I don't know how it feels."

Duan Mingxuan gestured for him to proceed.

Zhou Zheng picked up the dart, weighed it in his hand, and compared it to the target. Just when Duan Mingxuan thought he was going to practice a bit more, the dart flew out quickly and hit the bullseye.

This happened three times in a row.

"I've made a fool of myself," Zhou Zheng said, turning to the crowd, his gaze fixed on Lin Xi.

Lin Xi forced a smile and raised her hand to applaud him.

"Damn it, Yu Lang's information was wrong," Duan Mingxuan thought, his face darkening.

Wasn't Zhou Zheng supposed to be a bookworm from childhood to adulthood?

Duan Mingxuan gritted his teeth and went up, but only once out of three attempts did he hit the bullseye.

Zhou Zheng noticed Duan Mingxuan's embarrassment and was about to make amends when Duan Yiheng stood up.

He walked under the varied light, his cold and stern eyes concealing his powerful aura.

Lin Xi looked up and saw that Duan Yiheng's eyes instantly became determined.

The darts in his hand flew through the air, too fast for the naked eye to catch, and with a few "bangs," all three of Duan Mingxuan's darts hit the target.

Duan Mingxuan was taken aback, but Zhou Zheng laughed: "I admit defeat."

Duan Yiheng glanced at Lin Xi out of the corner of his eye, but the other person seemed not to see him, and lowered his head to sip his juice.

He scoffed self-deprecatingly, sat down next to Tan Qi, and ordered drinks.

Duan Mingxuan and Zhou Zheng sat down on either side of Lin Xi, pondering how to win back the situation.

Looking at the drinks on the table, Tan Qi said to Duan Yiheng, "Shall I have a drink with you? You seem to be in a bad mood."

Duan Yiheng clinked his glass against hers: "I'll have the driver take you home later."

Tan Qi: "How heartless."

Duan Yiheng: "How are things going at home?"

"It's alright, progressing steadily." Tan Qi smiled. "My younger brother was almost frantic when he heard that I was going to have a marriage alliance with the Duan family."

“It’s a collaboration,” Duan Yiheng corrected her, “not a marriage alliance.”

"Who exactly is the person you like?" Tan Qi asked. "You've kept her well hidden."

Duan Yiheng took a swig of wine. It wasn't that he wanted to hide it, but if Lin Xi were willing, he could go home right now and confess to the old man.

If Lin Xi is unwilling, it's all in vain.

Since we all live under the same roof, it's impossible for us not to consider anything.

His feelings for Lin Xi meant that she would always come first, even if she rejected him.

He couldn't go any further unless she was willing.

Lin Xi watched Duan Yiheng drink one cup after another, wanting to say something but having no right to do so, and could only force herself not to look.

Duan Mingxuan was unaware that Lin Xi was distracted and focused solely on winning against Zhou Zheng, so he started drinking with him again.

When it comes to drinking, Zhou Zheng is no match for the second young master, who frequents nightclubs, and can only wave his hand and say that he is no good.

Duan Mingxuan then suggested playing billiards, and Zhou Zheng readily agreed.

Duan Yiheng and Tan Qi did not get up, while Lin Xi silently left the private room.

Duan Yiheng called the driver, then turned to Tan Qi and said, "You can go now."

Tan Qi knew she had no chance last time, so there was no point in pestering her and she got up and left.

Duan Yiheng sat alone in the private room, quietly drinking.

After an unknown amount of time, he got up and left.

When Lin Xi returned to the private room, it was empty.

Instantly, countless guesses flooded my mind.

Did Duan Yiheng leave with Tan Qi? Where did they go? Did they take her home? Or did they go somewhere else to continue drinking?

Duan Mingxuan and Zhou Zheng pushed open the door, and Lin Xi turned her head and said, "I want to go home."

Zhou Zheng suggested, "Shall I take you?"

Duan Mingxuan would never agree, but Lin Xi pulled him back and said to Zhou Zheng, "Okay, thank you for your trouble."

Duan Mingxuan's face darkened.

But then his phone rang.

Lin Xi glanced at her openly and said, "Is she your girlfriend? You can answer her first. Mr. Zhou and I will be leaving now."

Duan Mingxuan then remembered that he had a girlfriend, but the sour feeling in his chest lingered for a long time.

He had no right to stop Lin Xi.

Lin Xi got into Zhou Zheng's car and felt somewhat uncomfortable the whole way.

After exchanging a few casual words, it became clear that the two of them were never on the same wavelength.

Upon arriving at the villa, Lin Xi spoke first: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Zheng seemed to know what she was going to say, and quickly said, "No need to apologize. I was actually forced to come by my parents today, but when I saw you, I was so glad I came."

Lin Xi: "Thank you for your kindness."

This was a refusal. Zhou Zheng's expression remained unchanged: "No one knows what will happen in the future. I see you're tired today, so go back first."

Lin Xi was indeed tired. She had to go to work tomorrow, and sitting here arguing would be a waste of breath if the other party was unwilling to listen.

Fortunately, they didn't exchange contact information.

"Then I'll head back now," Lin Xi said. "Thank you for bringing me back."

Back at the West Building, Lin Xi and Sister Mei bumped into each other.

"Not coming back? Okay, okay."

Lin Xi was taken aback and asked Sister Mei, who had just hung up, "Whose call was that?"

Sister Mei said, "Young Master said he won't be coming back tonight."

Lin Xi's face turned deathly pale as she repeated, "Not coming back?"

Sister Mei frowned: "What's wrong? You don't look well. Do you want me to prepare a midnight snack for you?"

"Does not coming back mean you're with Miss Tan?" Lin Xi asked.

"I think so," Sister Mei said. "He's so old, and he finally has a girlfriend."

Lin Xi felt a bitter taste in her mouth, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She clearly refused herself, so why is she being so dramatic here?

Sister Mei was startled: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Lin Xi shook her head, her voice trembling with suppressed sobs: "I'm fine, Sister Mei, I'll go upstairs now."

Does this look like everything is alright?

Sister Mei was really worried, so she called Duan Yiheng.

At that time, Duan Yiheng was sitting in the car, heading to the manor.

She was stunned after answering the phone, then she cried?

After a long silence, Duan Yiheng closed his eyes and said to the driver, "Turn around, immediately."