When Lin Fan’s car rolled into the suburban villa,
Zhao Jiaqi rushed out of the house like a gust of wind and leaped into Lin Fan’s arms from two meters away.
"You’ve been gone for so long, I’ve missed you to death. I thought you had forgotten about us!"
The slender beauty clung to Lin Fan like an octopus, revealing how much she had missed him after not seeing him for so long.
"It’s just that I’ve been a bit busy lately, and I’ve also had some special reasons for not coming back."
Holding Zhao Jiaqi’s soft buttocks in his hands, Lin Fan carried her to the porch, where the intellectual Chen Jiayi still stood. Although her face was also filled with longing, she would never make as bold a move as Zhao Jiaqi. That was just her personality.
"Did you run into some trouble?"
Chen Jiayi tiptoed and kissed Lin Fan, then embraced his arm.
"You’ve always been the one who understands me best. Indeed, I’ve had a bit of trouble this time."
After putting Zhao Jiaqi down, Lin Fan pinched Chen Jiayi’s cheek and said, "Zhu Defu has found out that the two of us are connected, and he also guessed that the video was handed to him through me. That old fox also deleted the surveillance footage of my visit to the City Hall. Guo Baoming probably hasn’t figured out our relationship yet, but I didn’t dare take any risks, so I haven’t come back for a while."
"Zhu Defu is really cunning, guessing all of that. No wonder he comes from a detective background; he’s very meticulous. It’s indeed not easy to hide things from him."
Chen Jiayi looked worriedly at Zhao Jiaqi. It wouldn’t matter if she were found, but in her possession were the evidences left by her husband, sufficient to accuse Zhu Defu of accepting bribes. So the real trouble would begin once he found Zhao Jiaqi.
"So, I came back this time to discuss with you. The things in your possession are treasures but also landmines, so we really need to deal with them. At least they need to be hidden somewhere else. Even if he finds them eventually, you could still save your lives."
Sitting on the sofa, Lin Fan looked seriously at Chen Jiayi and Zhao Jiaqi. The things in their hands could save lives or take them.
"Then let’s leave them in your care."
Chen Jiayi got up and walked to the kitchen sink, handing over the hidden USB drives to Lin Fan, but he didn’t take them.
"I just meant to find a place to hide them, not to keep them with me. I didn’t mean for you to give them to me."
"We can’t show our faces now, nor dare we contact our families. Besides you, who else in the world can we trust? Just keep them. After all, our lives have been in your hands for a long time."
Chen Jiayi, seeing Lin Fan’s worry, took his hand and placed the two USB drives in his palm.
"Yeah, right now you can make me live or let me die. If you’re still deceiving me, then living really isn’t worth it."
Zhao Jiaqi didn’t leave Lin Fan’s side for a moment, her dependence fully communicated through her body.
"Don’t worry, even if I die, I won’t let anything happen to you."
Lin Fan embraced the delicate bodies of both women in his arms, and his own destiny began to change because of them.
"Nobody is allowed to die. Jiaqi still needs to have your baby. These days when you weren’t here, she was really going stir-crazy. You better satisfy her soon, or she’ll grow restless."
As Chen Jiayi spoke, she had already unfastened Lin Fan’s belt and skillfully pulled down the zipper, and the fierce "dragon" sprang out.
"You speak as if you don’t want it as well, always rubbing against my legs."
Although Zhao Jiaqi said this, she immediately bent down and took the pulsing "dragon" into her mouth, teasing it incessantly with her moist tongue.
"I accidentally found out why Guo Baoming is so eager to catch you."
Enjoying Zhao Jiaqi’s attentions, Lin Fan smiled and pinched Chen Jiayi’s cheek, "It’s because Hou Changyao had his way with his wife in front of him back in the day, so the seed of jealousy has been buried in his heart; now his greatest hobby is to toy with other men’s wives, and you are likely the endpoint of this obsession."
"I knew that bastard must have caused me trouble. We absolutely can’t let him rise to power, or else he might use all his resources to hunt me down!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Jiayi scratched her head, no wonder he almost forced himself on her that day; it was his mental affliction wreaking havoc.
"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely protect you, but this time I’m back, I also need you to be honest with me about something."
As Lin Fan’s hand slipped beneath her blouse, kneading Chen Jiayi’s supple breasts—untouched by a man for a long time—she suddenly felt weak and leaned into Lin Fan’s embrace.
"I’ve given you my body, what more do you want me to confess?"
Lin Fan, watching Chen Jiayi blush, said, "Then tell me why you decided to give yourself to me back then?"
At these words, Chen Jiayi’s body involuntarily tensed up, a classic sign of lying.