A Favor Done, A Husband Won-Chapter 288 - 284: So... This Direct?

In the president’s office, time slowly passed.

Just after another call with the capital, the other party sincerely and politely expressed their hope to be involved in Yu Jing Group’s new project next year, given that all future golden areas in Jiang City, including the entire Jiang Jian, are in the hands of Yu Jing Group.

Jing Jihan had just hung up the phone when he suddenly heard a faint noise coming from the lounge door. An overseas call was incoming on his cell phone, but he hadn’t answered it yet. He glanced in the direction of the lounge.

With just one look, the man’s brow instantly twitched fiercely.

Shi Su had just taken a shower not long ago; her hair wasn’t even dry, hanging half-damp by her shoulders, contrasting sharply with the white shirt of his she was wearing.

The petite woman wore his shirt, its length barely covering her thighs.

However, she chose a shirt shorter than the short skirt worn by the secretary earlier. Even though there were looser and slightly longer styles available, she deliberately picked this one.

No need to reach out; just looking from afar, one could tell that besides this shirt, she wore nothing else.

Yet Shi Su seemed to worry that her attempts at seducing the man might be too inexperienced to captivate this "monk"-like figure before her. So she simply leaned against the door, intentionally lifted the hem of the shirt—barely covering her legs—by two centimeters, posing in a particularly alluring manner. Her freshly washed face was makeup-free, while she put great effort into several sensual poses at the doorway. Her fingers slowly traced her legs, mischievous yet seductive, eyes fixed on him, charmingly smiling.

Whether she succeeded in seduction was uncertain, but Jing Jihan remained calmly seated without showing any intention to get up.

He was even lightly smiling at her.

Shi Su: "..."

Her movements while posing sensually stiffened for a second, then she took a deep breath and continued twisting her waist against the door frame, batting her eyes in his direction, speaking coyly in a sweet voice, "Mr. Jing~ it’s midnight already~"

Jing Jihan smiled and placed his phone directly on the desk, pressing a button on the touchpad of the desk. Shi Su couldn’t see what button it was, but she saw a red diagonal light appear above the office door.

Was that...

The ’Do Not Disturb’ sign?

The man’s dark eyes gazed in her direction: "Hmm, midnight’s here, is the demon coming out to feast?"

Shi Su’s gaze quickly returned from the red diagonal light above the door, noticing the man getting up and walking towards her.

His eyes were a suppressible shade of black, calmly, elegantly gazing at her as he approached, still appearing calm and dignified. Yet, as he walked, he began unbuttoning his shirt, revealing the collarbone beneath the tightly fastened collar, with his moving Adam’s apple exposing the fact that he wasn’t truly the indifferent "monk," but a worldly man entranced by this nighttime sprite.

Shi Su put on a face as if she were truly possessed by a demon: "Yes, are you afraid?"

"Afraid," Jing Jihan said, staring at her, his gaze never leaving her from that moment.

Just as the man got close, Shi Su prepared to be kissed, raising her head like an enchantress as she suddenly yelped "Ah—" softly, her feet instantly airborne, caught off guard being carried by the man horizontally at the door.

She clung tightly to his neck, shocked as she lifted her gaze to see him carrying her into the lounge, using his foot to close the door behind them.

No need to kiss first?

So...direct?

Despite preparing herself psychologically when she entered the bathroom, she still felt unreal as she clung to his neck, hesitantly whispering in his ear, "Considering it’s your office...is it really...okay?"

Bold, yet apprehensive.

Indeed, the place was indeed...

In the next moment, the room spun, and she found herself lying flat on the bed.

"Appearing before me dressed like this, you should have already considered this problem," Jing Jihan said, leaning on his hands beside her.

She looked into the man’s eyes, resembling a deep whirlpool, her ears turning a bit red, swallowing nervously as Jing Jihan abruptly sealed her lips. Within seconds, she helplessly lost herself in the stirring emotions...

What awaited her was the fierce tenderness she had summoned herself.

The assault and conquest.

...

...

In the dead of night, the chill outside contrasted with the warmth inside.

Amidst the rising and falling movements, the air grew increasingly heated...

Sweat glistened on Shi Su’s forehead; unable to endure, she reached for the phone on the bedside table to check the time. But before she could touch it, the man pressed her hand back...

-

In the early morning, as dawn began to break, the sound of water trickled from the bathroom. Shi Su drowsily was carried into the bathroom, bathed clean, then carried out again, too exhausted to even turn herself over, murmuring, "Aren’t you tired?" before turning her head and drifting off to sleep.

Until daylight brightened, though the rest area curtains remained closed, Shi Su slept deeply, yet since day had dawned, her biological clock instinctively aroused a bit of consciousness from her dreaming state.

She suddenly opened her eyes, realizing she was lying in Jing Jihan’s office lounge. She immediately closed her eyes again, curling under the blanket, burying her head beneath it.

Couldn’t believe it.

Before last night, she thought she had quite an understanding of Jing Jihan.

After last night, she realized just how superficial her knowledge was!

Abstinent?

Cold-hearted?

Who gave him that evaluation?!

She hadn’t felt these two words at all last night!

Now trapped in dilemmas like "Is the soundproofing here any good?", "Did any security or company personnel come to the sixty-eighth floor last night? Did they hear anything they shouldn’t have?", "Who usually comes in to clean this lounge? Should she clean herself today instead of letting the cleaning lady in...?", "But she’s sore all over and doesn’t want to move!" and "Having no change of clothes and forgetting to toss her clothes into the laundry last night—what would she wear today?"

While entangled in the dilemma of having to wear Jing Jihan’s shirt out in broad daylight, she suddenly heard the lounge door open, hurrying to keep her eyes shut, mind racing.

Thinking about what time it was? Thinking about how regardless of what she wore out, she would undoubtedly be seen by his company personnel...

Her brain still racing, suddenly a crisp scent reached her nose, a kiss fell upon her forehead, and she instantly tensed up, shutting her eyes tightly, daring not open them.