Hong Kong Nights of Passion

Chapter 76 Dr. Chi really knows a lot
"I'm going back to China tomorrow, so you better not try to fool me. If you can't resolve this, don't blame me for being impolite."

With a click, the call abruptly ended.

Wen Jinian was startled by the noise and turned around.

A bone-chilling cold swept over me.

Chi Yige sat there with a gloomy expression, his brows and eyes filled with an unyielding hostility, and the air around him was so low it seemed like water could be wrung out of him.

She was startled; she had been so engrossed in her drawing that she didn't realize what had happened.

Shen Yu dared not linger while he was still angry. He left behind the words "prepare dinner," grabbed his phone, and dashed out like a greased ant.

Wen Jinnian put the tablet on the sofa and slowly walked over to Chi Yige: "Dr. Chi, who has angered you?"

Chi Yige lowered his eyes and stared at the lines on his palm. His knuckles turned bluish-white from clenching his fists so tightly, as if he were struggling with some kind of emotion.

After a long while, he took a deep breath and slowly raised his head. The fierceness surging in his eyes had faded, replaced by a gentle smile.

"The matter concerning the alley has been investigated thoroughly."

He paused, then raised his hand to rub his temples. "It was Miss Shi who did it."

Wen Jinian stared at the fleeting guilt in his eyes, and her heart sank.

She swallowed hard, her throat tightening, her voice trembling involuntarily: "So... their 'target' is actually me?"

Chi Yige wrapped his long arm around Wen Jinnian and pulled her onto his lap unexpectedly.

She gasped and lost her balance, instinctively wrapping her arms around the other person's neck. "Why do you always like to hug me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Chi Yige bury his head in her shoulder and tighten his grip on her waist.

A muffled nasal sound came from beside my ear.

"I'm scared... scared they'll do something to you..."

Wen Jinian's heart pounded, and her heart pounded like a tidal wave through her body.

At this moment, he lowered his eyes and nestled on her shoulder, like a puppy with drooping ears after making a mistake, exuding a heartbreaking sense of defeat.

Wen Jinnian's throat tightened, and her fingertips unconsciously touched the other person's back, her voice filled with a tenderness she herself was unaware of.

"Dr. Chi, you underestimate me. I am a black belt in Taekwondo. Protecting myself is not a problem."

"Shi Zhenxiang is targeting you, but the root of the problem lies with me."

When Chi Yige spoke, Wen Jinnian guessed that it was another love-hate drama.

In the past, she might have felt innocent, but now that she has this bond with Chi Yige, she no longer has any extra emotions.

He even patted the other person on the back: "Dr. Chi, what are you saying? You can stomp your feet and the port area will tremble. Are you afraid you can't protect me?"

Chi Yige looked up and met Wen Jinnian's smiling almond-shaped eyes. Those eyes always held a clear, bright light, which made him lean in as if possessed and give her a light peck on the lips.

Seeing that the person didn't dodge, it tentatively nuzzled against them again.

Wen Jinnian was amused and burst out laughing: "Are you pecking at rice like a chick?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Yige's fingertips tightened suddenly, his palm pressed gently against the back of her neck, and his lips pressed against hers.

This kiss was especially gentle, and Wen Jinian felt as if the previous passionate kisses, and even the madness of that night, were all like a dream.

When Shen Yu and Duan Jiayan entered, Wen Jinnian was being held in Chi Yige's arms, her ear tips still flushed red.

She rolled her eyes at him, it was all his fault for insisting on hugging her.

Shen Yu froze on the spot. "Let's excuse ourselves for a moment."

As she spoke, she pulled Duan Jiayan towards the door.

Wen Jinnian awkwardly pushed Chi Yige and stood up.

She coughed lightly, "Um, I'm going to the restroom."

He then quickly ran into the restroom.

Half an hour later, when Wen Jinian still hadn't come out, Chi Yige knocked on the door.

His tone was coaxing, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

"Wen, compared to what we just did, your previous confession was actually more shocking to them."

Wen Jinnian: "..."

Why bring this up of all places?

She was confident that she wasn't embarrassed, but that others were the ones who were awkwardly sitting at the table. On her plate were her favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and mango pomelo sago, but as soon as she picked up a piece of rib with her chopsticks, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen.

She clutched her stomach, and Chi Yige's gaze swept over her pale face: "Where do you feel unwell?"

Wen Jinnian shook her head and said it was nothing.

Chi Yige stared at her hand clutching her stomach, then suddenly turned to the two of them and said, "Eat quickly. We'll be working overtime tonight. The branch office project plan needs to be reviewed again tonight, and it needs to be finalized before we return to China tomorrow."

Shen Yu understood immediately.

Wen Jinian didn't have much of an appetite, but ate a little.

After half an hour.

With only the two of them left in the room, Chi Yige placed his fingertips on her lower abdomen through the fabric, the warmth of his palm soothing her.

He lowered his eyes and gently circled his fingers: "Is your period about to start?"

Wen Jinnian was surprised.

She forced a smile and looked up: "Dr. Chi really knows a lot."

Chi Yige's eyes darkened slightly: "I know more than you do."

His gaze fell on her hand on her lower abdomen. "Did you buy sanitary napkins?"

Wen Jinian shook her head, then curled up in pain the next second, cold sweat streaming down her temples.

She tugged at Chi Yige's sleeve, her eyes reddening: "Dr. Chi... could you help me buy it?"

When she looked up, she suddenly noticed that the man's earlobes had flushed a light red.

So he can blush too.

She wanted to laugh, but the pain made her wince.

Chi Yige did not reply.

She had just managed to get up from the sofa when Chi Yige pushed her back down onto the cushions.

He got up, went to the island counter, grabbed a glass of warm water, and handed it to him: "Sit still."

Chi Yige picked up his phone, his back to Wen Jinnian, and said, "...Wait for me at home."

Then Wen Jin Nian saw someone walking out with a slightly flustered gait.

Until the door was closed.

Wen Jinian clutched her stomach, both in pain and laughing.

Chi Yige's ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, the redness spreading from his earlobes all the way to his cheekbones, and even the back of his neck was flushed. Yet he kept a cold face and pretended to be calm, looking just like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

As her laughter faded, a sharp pain shot through her lower abdomen. She curled up on the sofa, biting her lip and groaning, until she heard hurried footsteps coming from the entrance.

Chi Yige was carrying a bulging plastic bag.

Wen Jinnian glanced at the various toilets peeking out of the bag and couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Did you empty the supermarket's sanitary napkin shelf?"

"...The store manager said they have day and night use, extra long and wide to prevent side leakage..." Chi Yige's ears started to burn again, and his Adam's apple bobbed. "I took two packs of each kind, as well as hand warmers and brown sugar water."

Wen Jinian was so amused by his appearance that she couldn't straighten up again, but when she was helped into the bathroom, she felt the thin layer of sweat on his palm.

The moment the door closed.

She looked down at the mountain of sanitary napkins and suddenly burst out laughing.

Life is like a grinding wheel, grinding away her sharp edges until they become smooth.

She thought she would silently blend into the mold of the world.

Until Chi Yige, like a beam of light piercing through the gloom, unexpectedly entered her world.

With his burning heat, he pulled her out of the quagmire of numbness.

In his unwavering gaze, those rough edges worn smooth by time began to grow anew.

Each new line carries both pain and hope, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, breaking free from its constraints and regaining its original, unrestrained and vibrant self.

She whispered something to the person outside the door.

"Thank you!"

(End of this chapter)