Sweetie, don't look at him, kiss me.

"Qingmian, thank you for bringing me up here."

Outside the room on the 15th floor of the hotel, Su Tingwan released her arm that had been holding Lin Qingmian's, smiled gently at her, and adopted the attitude of an elder examining a younger person: "Xingye is right, you really are a well-behaved, sensible, kind and lovely girl."

Upon hearing her mention the name "Ji Xingye," Lin Qingmian unconsciously frowned. "Miss Su, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now?"

"have."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Su Tingwan quickly stepped forward and grabbed her arm, lowering her voice: "Qingmian, you've been by Xingqing's side all night, so you should know about the relationship between me and your uncle Ji Linzhou, right?"

Lin Qingmian lowered her eyes, politely pulled away the hand that was gripping her arm, and nodded: "I know."

"Me and Linzhou..."

The woman paused, sighed, and said helplessly, "There was a small misunderstanding a year ago. In a fit of anger, I went abroad, and we haven't been in contact for a year since."

"I thought that after so much time, he would have calmed down, but clearly he hasn't..."

Lin Qingmian frowned almost imperceptibly.

She was right, just as expected.

The two of them have a conflict, which is why Ji Linzhou treats Su Tingwan this way.

Su Tingwan continued, "However, the fact that he's still willing to throw tantrums at me proves that he still cares about me."

Lin Qingmian nodded.

indeed.

If Ji Linzhou really didn't care about Su Tingwan anymore, he wouldn't have rushed to the Imperial Cuisine Restaurant immediately after receiving a photo from her tonight.

"Sleep."

Seeing that she agreed with her words, Su Tingwan breathed a sigh of relief and warmly grasped Lin Qingmian's hand again, her voice sincere: "I also know about your relationship with Xingye. Sooner or later we will become family, and you may even have to call me 'Auntie'..."

"So, tonight, you have to help me."

Lin Qingmian looked up at her: "How can I help?"

"I don't know if you've noticed, but Linzhou isn't doing well. He seems to have a fever, and his breathing isn't rhythm right."

Su Tingwan took a deep breath: "After you go downstairs, please persuade Lin Zhou to go to the hospital as soon as possible."

"I can only feel at ease when he goes to the hospital..."

Lin Qingmian was somewhat surprised: "You called me up here just to tell me this?"

"Um."

Su Tingwan nodded earnestly, her voice solemn: "Qingmian, I'm really worried about his health. I won't feel at ease until he goes to the hospital..."

Lin Qingmian fell silent.

She thought Su Tingwan had discovered something, or wanted to tell her some juicy gossip.

Is this the result?

"Qingmian, can you say yes?"

The woman's voice pulled Lin Qingmian back to reality.

She nodded with mixed feelings: "I'll try my best, but he might not listen to what I say."

After all, she and Ji Linzhou weren't really close.

"I understand, he's not very willing to listen to the opinions of women other than me."

Su Tingwan finally felt relieved.

She tightened her grip on Lin Qingmian's hand: "But as long as you help persuade them, that's enough."

"You helped me this time, and I'll let you know as soon as I hear any news from Hoshino next time."

After saying that, she took out her phone again and pestered Lin Qingmian to leave her contact information before letting her go downstairs.

When Lin Qingmian came out of the hotel, fifteen minutes had passed since she accompanied Su Tingwan upstairs.

Fortunately, Ji Linzhou still had some conscience and didn't actually let her go home on her own.

As soon as she opened the car door, she caught a glimpse of a man in black clothes leaning against the back seat, enjoying the night breeze.

Hearing the sound of the car door open, Ji Linzhou turned to look at her.

The man's face was flushed an unnatural red, and he seemed to be radiating heat.

Lin Qingmian frowned: "How did it get so serious?"

When she left, she did notice that something was wrong with him.

But she thought it was just a mild reaction to his drinking.

But now it seems...

As expected, Su Tingwan understands him better.

He definitely needs to go to the hospital for a checkup.

"Are you... alright?"

Using the light from the streetlights outside the car window, Lin Qingmian lowered her voice and asked softly.

"not good."

The man beside her uttered those two words in a hoarse voice.

The next second, the man's long arm reached out and pulled her directly into his arms.

The moment the fierce kiss came crashing down, Bai Cheng, in the driver's seat, very sensibly lowered the partition inside the car.

"Ji Linzhou...you're insane!"

While the man paused to catch his breath, Lin Qingmian frowned and instinctively reached out to push him away: "Miss Su just went upstairs, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, the man forcefully silenced her again with a kiss: "Don't mention irrelevant people at a time like this."

Three days later, Lin Qingmian once again felt that sense of being on the verge of losing control, that everything was entirely under the control of this man.

His kiss was too fierce, too brutal.

The man's feverish body burned her, and his large hands were also unruly.

She even felt that if it weren't for Bai Cheng, who was driving in the front seat, Ji Linzhou would definitely have taken her in the car.

Her face flushed, and she pushed him away with all her might, her breathing unsteady: "Don't do anything rash..."

In the year following their marriage, she and Ji Linzhou relied primarily on their assistant, Bai Cheng, for communication.

Although she and Bai Cheng weren't exactly friends, they were quite familiar with each other.

Making that sound, she'd feel embarrassed whenever she saw him again...

At this moment, Bai Cheng, who was in the front row, turned on the car stereo.

He played a piece of instrumental music, with a soothing rhythm and melodious sound, which, while not disturbing their enjoyment, also masked the ambiguous sounds inside the car.

Lin Qingmian paused for a moment, her face burning even redder.

Her resistant expression and flushed face made the man on top of her unconsciously smile, and his movements became even more unrestrained.

"Ji Linzhou".

As the man kissed her, she tried her best to regain her composure: "Have you taken the wrong medicine?"

He and Su Tingwan hadn't completely severed ties, and she really didn't want to do this kind of thing with him under these circumstances.

She disdained having a physical relationship with a man who harbored feelings for another woman.

"They drank the wrong wine."

The man's thin lips brushed close to her ear, his deep voice carrying a warm breath that tickled her earlobe: "There's something wrong with that drink."

As he spoke, he slipped his hand under her skirt: "I already asked you."

Lin Qingmian was stunned, the image of him staring at her when she toasted him flashing before her eyes—

Are you sure you want me to drink it?

She frowned, about to say something, but the man's kiss came again: "You made me drink this wine, so you should bear the consequences."

Deprived of her breath once again, Lin Qingmian could no longer think. She could only follow her instincts, resisting while simultaneously yielding and enjoying.

Brain hypoxia leads to loss of bodily control.

She didn't remember how Ji Linzhou carried her from the car back home, nor did she remember how he pinned her down on the sofa.

When she regained consciousness, the man had already conquered her again.

Ji Linzhou usually appears refined and aloof, with an air of asceticism.

But when it comes to doing this kind of thing, he's exceptionally wild.

He liked to cup her face in his hands, his eyes fixed on her, capturing every moment of her dazed expression after he took control of her.

Even though he's sometimes gentle with her, he's still domineering at heart.

The feeling of being scrutinized made Lin Qingmian very uncomfortable.

She knew what he wanted to see, so she desperately restrained herself, trying her best to keep a blank expression and not let him get his way.

But her body's reaction was beyond her control.

In the end, she simply gave up and let him do whatever he wanted.

Anyway, he's not the only one who finds this kind of thing enjoyable.