My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1852: The Perfect Plan
"Dad, dad said... he said, if you don’t drink, you’re disrespecting him. My dad can be quite stubborn, so I hope you’ll forgive his bull-headedness. Down this glass." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Even someone as experienced as Lie Fengzi became so shy that he stammered. However, seeing him like this only strengthened her resolve.
Ji Lingkong knew very well that in his foster father’s camp, this duke was a very important figure. Even his father gave him some respect, so naturally, he had to do the same.
He took the glass, drank it in one go, and downed three glasses in a row.
"Duchess, please leave!" He forced himself to stay upright, closed his eyes, and said indifferently.
After those three glasses, a strong wave of alcohol surged up, gradually shattering his hardened will. His body felt light and unstable, and his head started to spin.
He did not like this feeling of losing control.
Lie Fengzi couldn’t just leave. Seeing that his expression no longer looked as composed as before, with his eyes now dark and glowing, and his face becoming increasingly flushed, her heart began to race.
She gently approached him, squatted down, and softly asked, "What’s wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Let me help you to rest."
Ji Lingkong did not speak, only feeling the voice drifting to his ears as if it came from a very distant place.
Lie Fengzi gathered her courage and grabbed his hand. He was almost unconscious from drunkenness, but deep down, she felt a strange thrill, fearing he might discover her displeasure, fearing his eyes, sharp and cold as knives.
In front of this man, no matter what she did, she still felt insecure, because he wasn’t like other men; he was never swayed by her beauty. He controlled her emotions, yet she couldn’t grasp his thoughts.
The more she understood him, the more she found his distance and unapproachability, and the less confident she was in making him hers.
So perhaps her mother was right. She might as well take a gamble, cook the rice until it’s done. With his status, he couldn’t deny this, and her father would surely demand an explanation from him.
He would probably disdain such a tactic, but she couldn’t care less. After seeing that woman on the screen, her sense of crisis exploded.
Lie Fengzi made up her mind. She slowly helped him to the edge of the bed, and there was a flash in her eyes.
As she used the moment of gravity when he lay on the bed, she let out a soft cry, pretending to fall beside him as if he had pulled her down.
Seeing the man lying on the bed, her face grew hot, and her mood became one of excited anticipation. Tonight, she wanted to have him. He was already in a dazed state; as long as she took some action, a man in this situation would have difficulty controlling himself, and everything would follow as a matter of course.
Tomorrow morning, she could pretend to be aggrieved and angry, saying she got drunk too and didn’t expect such a terrible thing to happen.
Lie Fengzi’s flushed face was burning, her heart racing so hard it almost jumped out of her chest. She tried hard to suppress her nervousness and took a deep breath.
She extended her alabaster-like, gentle hand slowly, little by little, towards his deeply defined handsome face, and finally touched him. She felt a rush of blood, her hand lightly resting on his face.
The endless enchanting dream had no time to unfold when a cold, iron-like hand clamped down hard on her wrist, with such force that she almost thought her hand would break.
The man lying there opened his phoenix eyes in an instant, icy and dark, sharp to the bone!
"What are you doing?"
The chilling, low voice was like a bucket of ice water poured over her head, causing Lie Fengzi to stiffen and shiver.
