Chapter 9

He had already sensed her rejection from her stiff body language. He lazily lifted his head to look at her, smiled, and spoke in a cold tone that seemed to carry a hint of teasing: "Mo Mo, I don't mind performing here. If you don't mind either, why don't we let the security guard watch a free movie!"

Even if he were to let her down now, the security personnel had already enjoyed the view for quite some time. She truly felt an impulse to bang her head against the wall. When she turned around, he appeared to be gloating, the corners of his mouth slightly curved upwards, as if he were completely unconcerned and aloof. Her heart was filled with a mix of anger, fury, and frustration, and she clenched her fist and struck out: "You—go die!"

He unexpectedly took an interest. On that day, while gathering with friends to play cards, he somehow became intrigued and pointed at her to play on his behalf. This could be seen as a way to assert his stance in front of his friends, subtly indicating his interest in her. In their circle, there are rules, and this is something that is particularly taboo. Once he has made his intentions clear, even if others are interested, they cannot pursue her any further. Unless, unless—

She looked up at him and, grabbing her bag, was about to rush outside. Just as she reached the door, he embraced her: "It's snowing heavily outside, don't go!" She pushed him away: "Stop fooling around, work always needs to be done." He thought that everyone was like him, having never experienced hardships, and did not understand the importance of work.

She finally turned her head and glanced at him: "Forget it. You sit in your first class, and I will sit in my economy class. Even if we are on the same flight, we cannot come together."

She had already finished her grooming, and the speed was surprisingly quick. He had always known that she did not like to wear makeup, usually just applying a bit of lip gloss for the sake of etiquette, keeping it light and simple. Unlike his usual flurry of flirtations, which would take two to three hours for makeup and a change of clothes.

She stood there in a daze, surrounded by his presence, the faint and subtle scent of tobacco lingering in the air. He actually smoked very little, at least she rarely saw him do so. Perhaps he was a gentleman, refraining from smoking in her presence. His stubble had begun to grow, dense and prickly, sharp and fine, scratching against her neck to an extreme itch, yet also causing a profound tingling sensation. That feeling was surprisingly familiar, as if during those days, whenever he woke up, he always liked to wake her in this manner, with a kind of tender intimacy in his words. His stubble had begun to grow, dense and prickly, sharp and fine, scratching against her neck to an extreme itch, yet also causing a profound tingling sensation. That feeling was surprisingly familiar, as if during those days, whenever he woke up, he always liked to wake her in this manner, with a kind of tender intimacy in his words.

His words echoed incessantly in her ears, and in her mind, "You won!" Did she win? No! She had never considered any outcome with him, which allowed her to part ways with ease. She had never thought about winning anything from him; she always regarded it as just a game! After all, in modern society, the so-called relationships between men and women are, to a certain extent, merely about mutual needs. And in true romantic relationships, there are never any winners in the war of love; it usually ends in a tragic situation. After all, in modern society, the so-called relationships between men and women are, to a certain extent, merely about mutual needs. And in true romantic relationships, there are never any winners in the war of love; it usually ends in a tragic situation. A balanced and peaceful situation is marriage, which is also the fortune of a very few. One must understand that the probability of meeting the right person at the right time and place is exceedingly low.

He actually laughed out loud, appearing very comfortable and happy, and he picked her up out of the elevator. However, she became increasingly furious, a surge of anger swirling within her, and she vented it fiercely: "Get away from me! Just leave me alone!" He held her tightly, allowing her to fuss, hit, and strike him. Even after more than two months, he could still hold her so closely. The fragrance of her, like orchids, wafted around, intoxicating him almost to the point of drunkenness.

After he got together with her, he somewhat understood that she was merely playing with him and had not invested her true feelings. Yet, he was unwilling to accept this; he was a person who had education, background, and wealth, and had never encountered a woman as indifferent as her. In fact, he knew that as long as he severed contact, she would also easily let go. However, the more it was like this, the more he wanted to cling on and not let go. In fact, he understood that as long as he severed contact, she would also easily let go. However, the more it was like this, the more he wanted to cling on and not let go

I don't know which resident made the noise: "It's the middle of the night, can't you let people sleep? Young couples should argue under the covers! Don't disturb others' sweet dreams!" She felt increasingly embarrassed, no longer hitting him, only glaring at him resentfully, her eyes like glazed water, full of emotion.

Thinking about being home tonight, I can comfortably lie in the warm quilt, listening to my mother's nagging, which is a kind of unique happiness. I feel very good, so I fell asleep together. In my daze, I felt someone covering me with a quilt, gently and softly brushing aside the strands of hair on my forehead. Such a person is truly born to cause trouble. Never mind, as long as she is not harmed, who cares about others! In my daze, I felt someone covering me with a quilt, gently and softly brushing aside the strands of hair on my forehead. Such a person is truly born to cause trouble. Never mind, as long as she is not harmed, who cares about others! Heaven has eyes, and it will see who comes to deal with him later. She sighed comfortably, as if she were in a sea of Dutch tulips, with sunlight shining and a gentle breeze caressing her face

Thus, they continued to entangle with each other. Little did he know that as they journeyed along, he had actually fallen into it. He tugged at the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly. Slowly, he took her hand, examining it for a long time; it was very small, soft and tender, which made him think of two phrases: "like凝脂, as soft as if it had no bones!" He leaned closer and gently kissed it a few times.

As she typed on the keyboard, she thought to herself that he had been coming over too frequently lately, almost every day, resembling cohabitation. A few days ago, the security guard who had blocked her at the door brought over a few invoices, saying that her boyfriend had paid for a year's worth of parking fees on that day and had not taken the invoices. So he kindly brought them up for her.

He murmured behind her: "I want you to stay with me today! Even if you rush over, it will be lunchtime anyway." There were actually piles of work waiting for him at the company. But let them wait, as they had just reconciled, and naturally, a brief separation felt like a new marriage. She felt a softness in her heart and allowed him to hold her. As a result, it was clear that he did not go to work that day.

She was swaying as she tried to get up to wash herself, but he suddenly embraced her, saying, "It's already late, so there's no need to go." She felt a wave of discomfort in her waist and back, filled with reluctance, and kicked the perpetrator hard, exclaiming, "It's all your fault!" He winced slightly in pain and pinched her waist in return, feeling nothing but smoothness against his fingers, exclaiming, "Murder!" She had already lifted the blanket and slipped off the bed

After several encounters, it became apparent that she seems indifferent to everything. For her, the golden opportunities that this group of ordinary people sees are also overlooked. Although they can interact well, there remains a barrier, like a piece of glass, making it difficult to see through clearly

He slowly, gently, and quietly leaned down, wanting to kiss those lips that shimmered with a jelly-like sheen. She still felt anger in her heart, unwilling to yield, and took a few steps back until she leaned against the door, retreating as far as she could, turning her head away, not wanting him to succeed. He simply gazed at her, extending a hand to gently turn her face towards him, as if holding countless treasures, and slowly leaned in to kiss her, his lips softly caressing and sucking, tender and lingering yet tinged with a hint of urgency, as if there was no time to savor, no time to slowly reminisce. He simply gazed at her, extending a hand to gently turn her face towards him, as if holding countless treasures, and slowly leaned in to kiss her, his lips softly caressing and sucking, tender and lingering yet tinged with a hint of urgency, as if there was no time to savor, no time to slowly reminisce.

He gazed at the soft curves of her profile, slightly lost in thought. In terms of appearance, she was above average, possessing a unique elegance typical of Jiangnan women, with a commendable temperament. He always remembered the first time he saw her, wearing a short-sleeved black dress that made her skin appear as white as snow. Standing before the dazzling Yu Pingting, she did not seem to be overshadowed. At that time, he was in a dire situation, surrounded by enemies, and could only glance at her briefly, not expecting to meet her gaze directly. What left the deepest impression on him was her pair of eyes, reminiscent of the shimmering waters of West Lake, rippling and glistening, full of depth. They were distinctly black and white, yet devoid of any impurities, and showed no hint of flattery.

In a whirlwind, he had already lifted her up and stepped into the elevator, leaning close to her ear and whispering, "Take out the keys and open the door!" His voice carried a hint of restraint and urgency. No, she could not continue any longer. She could not allow him to step into her house again, as it would be akin to him stepping back into her life, which had already become another realm. His influence had slowly seeped in. She could not go on! Some things cannot be taken one step further. She could not allow him to step into her house again, as it would be akin to him stepping back into her life, which had already become another realm. His influence had slowly seeped in. She could not go on! Some things cannot be taken one step further. Perhaps it was just a small step, but it would impact a long life. Over the years, he had long since cultivated an indestructible body. And her meager skills were probably not even worthy of carrying his shoes. No one would knowingly jump into a pit of fire without a glance at what lay ahead.

As she got up, she felt as if something was missing, as if the blanket was not very warm. She drew the curtains, and outside was a scene of pure white snow; as far as the eye could see, it was truly adorned in silver, exceptionally enchanting

She now blushes whenever she sees the security guard. The incident in the elevator that day was truly embarrassing. The most detestable part is that the culprit is now taking a leisurely shower in her bathroom, feeling more at home than in his own. He has complained to her several times that her place is too small and has requested to move in with her. She just shot him a few glares and said, "If my next partner comes to report in, won't I have to move again? If you want to live here, then live; if not, then forget it! Go back to your own home!" Usually, she brushes it off like this.

Her face flushed suddenly, as his appearance was too surprising for her, to the extent that she forgot there were cameras in the elevator. Oh my, didn't their every move just now get seen by the security room? She had never encountered such an embarrassing situation before. She struggled to get down, but he was unwilling to let go. The elevator had already reached her floor, and since it was midnight, there were hardly any people coming in or out, so it just stayed there. She understood his insistence, always knowing it. That kind of arrogant nature, how could he be willing to compromise even a little? The elevator had already reached her floor, and since it was midnight, there were hardly any people coming in or out, so it just stayed there. She understood his insistence, always knowing it. That kind of arrogant nature, how could he be willing to compromise even a little?

He can't be serious, can he? He actually bought a whole year's worth. But then again, how could he care about such a small amount of money? Perhaps he has become too accustomed to this period; she has surprisingly developed a sense of being in a romantic relationship. She shook her head and laughed; perhaps it is the New Year approaching, and with the holidays coming, one tends to overthink. During festive seasons, thoughts of loved ones arise, and one inevitably feels lonely and desolate.

He held her, biting her neck from behind, truly filled with an extreme sense of hatred. He had never experienced such frustration before. Since he became aware of his surroundings, everyone had always cherished and pampered him. Since he had women in his life, whether they were slender or plump, they all catered to him. Yet, he encountered her, who never deliberately sought to please him, nor acted coyly or seductively. She had never taken the initiative to invite him out, nor had she ever asked him for anything! Yet, he was ensnared by her ways, captivated by her approach, and unexpectedly found himself deeply involved without realizing it. She had never taken the initiative to invite him out, nor had she ever asked him for anything! Yet, he was ensnared by her ways, captivated by her approach, and unexpectedly found himself deeply involved without realizing it.

Due to the New Year holiday, the entire cabin was filled to capacity. He had intended to give her a good kiss, thinking that with her leaving, it would be half a month before they could see each other again. However, there were people all around. Moreover, the economy cabin itself did not have the same seating space as the first-class cabin, and since she was shy, if he dared to act recklessly, she would definitely kill him.

Thinking about the holiday for the New Year, she casually opened the ticket booking website to book a round-trip ticket. He had just finished showering and came over, smelling fresh from the body wash, and asked, "When are you going back?" She pressed the confirmation button and replied, "Just in a few days!" He said while drying his hair, "I also need to go to Shanghai in the next few days. Let's take the same flight!" Her small town is only a little over 100 kilometers from Shanghai, so she usually flies to Shanghai.

The consequence of staying up late and indulging excessively is that by the time one opens their eyes, it is already past the time to go to work. She, Zhao Zimo, is merely a mortal, and thus faces the same fate.

I always thought it would be fine if he just said it, but unexpectedly, we ran into each other on the plane. It should be said that this was a deliberate outcome; given his abilities, knowing which flight and seat she was on was as easy as lifting a finger! Lazily leaning against the back of the seat, he greeted her with a smile, saying, "HI!" She threw her bag at him and replied, "You must be mistaken. This is economy class!" He placed her bag properly, sat down next to her with a mischievous grin, looking as if he had succeeded in a scheme, and said, "I just swapped seats with the person next to you. He had no objections!" She shot him a glare, lazily leaned back in her seat, and smiled at him again, saying, "HI!" She threw her bag at him again, insisting, "You must be mistaken. This is economy class!" He placed her bag properly, sat down next to her with a mischievous grin, looking as if he had succeeded in a scheme, and said, "I just swapped seats with the person next to you. He had no objections!" She shot him a glare; only a fool would have an issue with switching from first class to economy class.