Liu Zhizhong of course knew that offering a cigarette at this time would greatly improve their relationship.
Sure enough, as he passed a cigarette over, "Why can't you savor it? Go on, Miss Xiang!"
Xiang Wenxin happily accepted the cigarette, lit it, took a drag, and her eyes gleamed, "Wow... this is just, wow..."
Then, she collapsed onto the couch, her bosom quivering.
She sprawled out on the sofa as if in utter bliss, curves undulating, her long, jade legs stretched across—my goodness, she was too captivating.
Liu Zhizhong dared not look directly, so he simply smoked and focused on his own coffee.
Soon, Xiang Wenxin had finished savoring the moment and sat up, maintaining a pose of elegance and pleasure, puffing on the cigarette and smiling,
"Your cigarettes are truly exceptional! Who would have thought, you scruffy guy, could have such fine tobacco?"
"Heh, a friend gave it to me!"
"Feng Jianren, right?"
"Uh... heh... no!" Liu Zhizhong shook his head with a natural, wistful chuckle. Anyway, today, he wouldn't rest until he had sown some discord between the two women.
Xiang Wenxin said, "No need to admit it. You're quite the comedian. Clearly, you and Feng Jianren are the adulterer and the Silver Woman, yet you claim to be platonic friends! But sure, that does sound better, hehe..."
She seemed quite pleased with herself.
Liu Zhizhong could only laugh and did not bother to argue. Seeing the coffee was ready, he began filtering it into cups.
When a cup of aromatic top-tier civet coffee was presented before her, she sniffed at it, took a puff of her cigarette, and felt utterly refreshed.
"Not bad, not bad at all. Feng Jianren's confidante... oh, I mean, Feng Jianren's platonic male friend's hand-ground coffee—really nice!"
"Thank you, Miss Xiang. I hope you like it."
"Of course, I like it!" She reluctantly stubbed out her cigarette and then cupped her hands around the coffee, sniffing again, "Nice, it's truly excellent—has captured the ultimate flavor..."
Watching her in this state, so charming and enjoying herself, one couldn't help but want to pull her into an embrace and pamper her.
Liu Zhizhong then poured himself a cup and sat opposite her, picking up the pack of cigarettes, "How about another?"
"Ah?" Xiang Wenxin looked at the cigarettes, her eyes greedy, and though she wanted one, she waved her hand, "That's enough, that's enough, can't overdo it."
"What's there to fear? These cigarettes are harmless, really. The tobacco inside is carefully selected, and then..." ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✶𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲✶𝗻𝗲𝘁
After his convincing sales pitch, how could Xiang Wenxin resist?
She took another cigarette from Liu Zhizhong, lit it, and indeed, it was superb!
She exclaimed, "Damn you, you scruffy guy, I can't take it anymore with these cigarettes! Do you have more?"
Liu Zhizhong smiled slightly, "I have one more pack on me, and I have two cartons back at the hotel..."
"Great! I'll come with you to the hotel later!"
"Uh..." Liu Zhizhong was startled, "What for?"
"To grab your thick head, of course! Sister here is clearly going for the cigarettes! You have two cartons; I can take one, that's not too much, right?"
She batted her large eyes, a mix of innocence and greed, utterly enticing.
Liu Zhizhong chuckled, "No problem, no problem at all!"
In reality, the cigarettes Qian Xuan had given him, he brought them with him from the South, knowing they would come in handy.
His preparedness was justified—see, they were being used now.
Smoking his cigarette, sipping the coffee he brewed, Xiang Wenxin couldn't be more content. The overwhelming sense of superiority was quite comforting.
Naturally, she went on to say, "Sister here doesn't care what kind of relationship you have with Feng Jianren, I'm already feeling pretty good."
She referred to herself as 'sister,' signaling a further step in their relationship. Liu Zhizhong was inwardly thrilled.
Thereupon, Liu Zhizhong said, "Well, Miss Xiang is generous. But I'm just curious, the relationship between you and Director Feng...?"
He merely gestured elegantly, adding a touch of drama...