Is not being able to do as you please also called rebirth?

Chapter 210 Tang Yufei

The setting sun outside the window spilled its last golden-red rays into Tang Yufei's meticulously groomed profile, adding a touch of warm allure to her striking beauty.

Her white golf outfit today perfectly accentuated her tall and slender figure, especially her stunningly long legs encased in professional sports pants, which were now inadvertently brushing against Jiang Xun's trouser leg.

Jiang Xun picked up the warm coffee cup, took a slow sip, and calmly met her aggressive gaze.

A faint smile played on his lips. He neither pushed her away nor made any attempt to reciprocate. He exuded a lazy sense of control, as if he were watching a meticulously choreographed performance.

“Miss Tang is so kind; it would be impolite to refuse.” He put down his cup, his tone as casual as if discussing the weather, “However,” he added, his tone turning slightly mischievous.
"Are you sure the wine there can compare to your current 'intoxicating' state?"

Tang Yufei was slightly taken aback by his metaphorical teasing, then chuckled and leaned forward, her full breasts almost touching Jiang Xun's arm.

"Smooth talker! But..." She brought her red lips close to Jiang Xun's ear, her breath sweet as orchids, "I like it. The wine there might be so-so, but the atmosphere... I guarantee you'll never forget it. Shall we go?"

She stood up and naturally took Jiang Xun's arm, the movement so natural it seemed she had rehearsed it a thousand times, carrying an undeniable intimacy and a possessive attitude unique to young ladies from Beijing's elite circles.

Jiang Xun let her pull him up and walked out of the club in step with her.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast long shadows of the two of them. Tang Yufei's high heels clicked crisply on the polished ground, perfectly matching her joyful yet secretly expectant mood.

The "good place" she mentioned was none other than a private, detached office and relaxation space she had meticulously crafted deep within this golf resort estate.

A courtyard villa that blends modern minimalism with Chinese aesthetics is hidden behind a bamboo grove, offering an extremely tranquil environment.

Passing through the winding corridors and pushing open the heavy, antique-style wooden door, a hidden world unfolds inside.

The spacious living room has an extremely high ceiling, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows overlook a meticulously maintained Japanese dry landscape garden, which becomes even more tranquil as dusk falls.

The interior design is extremely stylish, with expensive mahogany furniture coexisting harmoniously with modern art installations, and a faint sandalwood fragrance permeating the air.

"How is it? It's not worse than your courtyard house, is it?" Tang Yufei released Jiang Xun's arm, twirled around in the center of the living room like a proud peacock, and casually took off her coat, revealing a close-fitting black silk camisole underneath, which showed off her beautiful collarbone and slender waist.

She walked to the bar in the corner and skillfully took out a bottle of decanted red wine and two crystal glasses.

"Not only is it not bad, Miss Tang's taste has always been top-notch." Jiang Xun walked to the French windows and watched as the carefully arranged stone lanterns in the courtyard lit up one by one, their warm yellow glow dancing on the bluestone slabs.

His tone was sincere, but his gaze did not linger long on the expensive furnishings.

Tang Yufei walked over carrying two glasses of red wine, the dark red liquid swaying gracefully in the crystal glasses.

She handed one of the glasses to Jiang Xun, but instead of backing away, she used the act of handing him the glass to bring them closer together.

She looked up at him, her eyes slightly unfocused in the soft light, carrying with them the scent of alcohol and something more intense.

"Try it, see if it can get you drunk." Her voice was slightly husky with a hint of seduction.

Jiang Xun took the wine glass, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against the back of her hand.

He lowered his head to sniff the aroma of the wine, then took a small sip. The rich fruity and oaky notes filled his mouth. "Good wine."

He commented, but his gaze fell on Tang Yufei's bright red lips, where a little bit of wine stained, glistening alluringly under the light.

Tang Yufei caught his gaze, but instead of looking away, she stuck out her tongue and slowly licked her lower lip, rolling the wine stain into her mouth.

This action is full of blatant provocation.

She took a step forward, almost pressing herself into Jiang Xun's arms, tilting her head back, her breath sweet as orchids: "So... how is it compared to last time in the courtyard...?"

She was referring to the time Jiang Xun pulled her into his arms on the armchair, their almost passionate encounter escalating into something more. Jiang Xun looked down at her, a glint of light flickering in his deep eyes, tinged with amusement.

He could clearly smell the blend of rose perfume, the slight sweat from exercise, and the rich aroma of red wine on her—a highly aggressive feminine charm.

He held a wine glass in one hand, while the other hand naturally rose up and gently brushed her lips, which she had just licked, with his fingertips, as if he were polishing a work of art.

"Wine is inanimate, but people are alive." His voice was deep and magnetic. "Whether it's good or not, you'll only know after you've tasted it." Before he finished speaking, he leaned down and precisely captured her red lips.

"Hmm..." Tang Yufei seemed surprised by his directness and let out a short exclamation, but it was quickly swallowed back.

Unlike the deliberate, staged intimate touches on the golf course, this was a real, predatory kiss.

Jiang Xun's kissing skills were superb and forceful, carrying an undeniable sense of control.

He wrapped one arm around her slender yet resilient waist, pulling her close to him, while his other hand gripped the back of her neck, deepening the kiss.

His tongue easily pried open her pearly teeth, conquering and plundering the sweetness and fragrance of the red wine in her mouth.

Tang Yufei's body went limp instantly, melting into his arms like a pool of spring water.

She initially offered a token refusal, but then her arms wrapped around his neck like vines, and she began to respond passionately.

It's true that she likes women, but Jiang Xun's unique masculine aura, a blend of sunshine and aggression, along with his powerful and composed presence, held a fatal attraction for her.

She was fascinated by the thrill of being conquered and then trying to be conquered, like playing a dangerous game on the edge.

She even boldly slipped her hand under Jiang Xun's shirt hem, touching his well-defined abs and feeling the taut, powerful lines.

Jiang Xun responded to her enthusiasm, his palms roaming over her smooth back. Through the thin silk fabric, he could clearly feel the warmth of her skin and her slight trembling.

His kisses gradually moved down, landing on her sensitive earlobe and slender neck, leaving behind warm, wet marks.

Tang Yufei tilted her head back and let out a soft, suppressed moan, her body involuntarily pressing closer to him.

“Go…go inside…” she gasped, her eyes glazed as she pointed to the door leading to the inner room. There lay her private lounge, a large sofa bed faintly visible in the dim light.

……

A sudden, sharp ringtone from a cell phone shattered the tranquility of the room, like a bucket of ice water being poured over someone's head!

"Ding-a-ling-ding-a-ling--"

The ringtone was persistent and loud; it was Jiang Xun's phone, which was vibrating wildly in the pocket of his coat that he had tossed aside next to the sofa.

Jiang Xun abruptly stopped and looked up at the source of the sound.

Tang Yufei also suddenly fell from the clouds, her dazed eyes instantly focusing, filled with extreme dissatisfaction at being interrupted and a trace of lingering confusion.

She was panting, her chest heaving, her cheeks flushed as if drunk, watching Jiang Xun prop himself up and reach for his phone with a slight frown.

When Jiang Xun took out his phone and saw the name flashing on the screen, his eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

Two words were clearly displayed on the screen: Yan Jin.

(End of this chapter)