"Do you want to see more?" Mi Jing smiled seductively. As she spoke, her hand slowly moved downward, and immediately, her clothes began to slide down as well. When her hand dropped to her side, her clothes, having lost their support, fell to the ground with a whoosh.
Throughout the entire process, Shen Lingxing didn’t blink once. His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, his blood boiled, and all his senses were indulged.
So beautiful!
Without a doubt, Mi Jing offered Shen Lingxing a fresh visual delight. However, under his fiery gaze, Mi Jing felt shy instead and suddenly said, "I’ll go take a shower first."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mi Jing wanted to slip away. However, Shen Lingxing, not yet overwhelmed by her beauty, immediately chased after her as she ran forward and followed her into the bathroom.
Warm water sprayed continuously from the showerhead. Standing under the water curtain, their night together ignited with passion...
Ring ring ring—
The quiet morning was abruptly disturbed by the ringing of a cell phone. Mi Jing, sleeping sweetly, was suddenly awakened by the loud ring, feeling all sorts of irritation and annoyance.
"Shen Lingxing, your phone!" Mi Jing reached out and nudged Shen Lingxing, muttering.
"It’s your phone ringing." Having exerted himself last night, Shen Lingxing, who hadn’t gotten enough sleep, was also reluctant to get up early but was slightly more awake than Mi Jing.
"..." Mi Jing, still hazy from sleep and almost returning to her dreams, didn’t really pay attention to what Shen Lingxing said.
Not hearing Mi Jing’s response, Shen Lingxing slightly opened his eyes. Amidst the still-ringing phone, he turned his head to look at the bedside, feeling reluctant as he got up.
"Jingjing, it’s a call from your mom." Shen Lingxing glanced at the phone screen and, seeing the caller ID, decisively nudged Mi Jing and placed the phone by her ear.
"Mom, it’s so early. What’s wrong?"
Mi Jing, too tired to open her eyes, regained her senses slightly when her body was shaken. Hearing that Shen Lingxing said it was her mom calling, she spoke groggily with a voice full of sleep.
"Jingjing, are you okay?"
"I’m fine." She was asleep and still talking on the phone; what could be wrong?
"Be honest with me, are you and Lingxing fighting?" On the other end, Fang Qingru asked with concern.
"No, we’re not." Mi Jing, not fully awake, was even more puzzled by Fang Qingru’s question.
"Did Lingxing come home last night?"
"He did. We’re sleeping together right now."
"..."
"Mom, why aren’t you talking?"
"I... I’m fine. Go back to sleep."
"Beeep beep..."
Before Mi Jing could say goodbye, the call ended. She then closed her eyes and mouth, intending to go back to sleep.
"Honey, weren’t you a bit too blunt just now?" Shen Lingxing took the phone, looking at Mi Jing’s sleeping face, and smiled wryly.
"What did I say?" Mi Jing turned over, hugged Shen Lingxing, and asked sleepily.
"..."
Having a proper conversation with someone who hasn’t fully woken up is impossible. Go back to sleep!
Putting the phone back, Shen Lingxing lay down. Seeing Mi Jing fall asleep instantly in his arms, he slowly closed his eyes, planning to sleep for another half an hour.
Ding dong—
"Who is it now!"
Soon, a now-asleep Mi Jing was awakened again, but this time by the doorbell instead of the phone’s ring.
Ding dong—
The doorbell rang incessantly. It seemed the visitor was urgent, pressing it repeatedly.
"You keep sleeping, I’ll go check." Shen Lingxing patted Mi Jing’s head, quickly got out of bed, dressed in his homewear, and went downstairs to open the door without rushing.
It better be something urgent, or else...
No matter how good his temper, Shen Lingxing was annoyed by the relentless doorbell. Thus, he opened the door with an irritated face.
"What took you so long, brat!"
The moment the door opened, before Shen Lingxing could vent his frustration, he was scolded first. Looking down, he saw his grandmother standing at the doorstep looking spirited, and Shen Lingxing immediately lost all his temper.
"Grandma, come in and sit." Shen Lingxing said.
"Sit? You haven’t answered my question!" Grandma Shen seemed unhappy, speaking with some annoyance.
Hearing this, Shen Lingxing was helpless. Seeing his grandmother’s determined stance, he had no choice but to respond patiently, "It’s early; of course, we’re sleeping."
"Who are you sleeping with?" Grandma Shen walked in, still frowning as she questioned.
"..."
Does she even need to ask?
Such a pointless and silly question was something Shen Lingxing didn’t want to answer. But faced with his grandmother’s imposing manner, if he didn’t comply, she might tear the house apart. So, he reluctantly replied, "Who else but Jingjing?"
"That’s hard to say. If you were momentarily confused, entranced by some outside beauty, bullying Jingjing isn’t impossible." The old lady sat on a single sofa in the living room, glancing at Shen Lingxing with barbed words.
"Grandma, can you just speak plainly?" Shen Lingxing, standing across the coffee table, frowned seriously.
"Mrs. Zhou!" Grandma Shen raised her eyes, looking sternly at Mrs. Zhou standing behind Shen Lingxing.
"Old lady, you know the young master’s temperament best. Besides, he and his wife have such a good relationship; how could he..."
"Stop talking so much and bring out the newspaper!"
Grandma Shen, known for her authority, wouldn’t stand for any disobedience. So, under her sharp and authoritative gaze, Mrs. Zhou slowly took a copy of the Jin City Daily from her bag.
"Young master, have a look." Mrs. Zhou said as she took a few steps forward and handed the newspaper to Shen Lingxing.
Taking the newspaper, Shen Lingxing calmly opened it and immediately saw a prominent headline—Romantic Encounter Between the City’s Elite and a Famous Heiress! Under the headline was a large photo, giving it an irrefutable sense of reality.
"Grandma, such trivial news is nothing to worry about." After glancing at the photo in which he was dancing with Yao Xinchun, Shen Lingxing frowned and then nonchalantly folded the newspaper shut.