Eye to eye, Ling Chen’s attention was largely focused on Su Lin’s bare and delicate body.
Watching Su Lin’s alluring figure, Ling Chen felt a dry throat and couldn’t help but swallow, feeling a slight swelling in his lower body, stirred by primitive desires.
A few seconds of eye contact later, Su Lin finally came to her senses. Instinctively, her first reaction was to scream. However, noticing her action, Ling Chen panicked, took a quick step forward, and covered her mouth before she could make a sound.
"Don’t... don’t scream!"
Ling Chen urged anxiously. Nanrong Wanqing was next door, and if Su Lin screamed, Nanrong Wanqing would definitely hear, and if she saw the situation, it would be awkward for all three of them.
"Mmm..." Su Lin tried to speak, but Ling Chen was covering her mouth, and she couldn’t utter a word.
"Lady Su, I just misunderstood; I didn’t mean to peep on you," Ling Chen explained, then added, "Wanqing is next door, do you want her to see this?"
Su Lin glared at him, still thinking it was Nanrong Wanqing knocking on the door earlier, hence her guard was down. Since no man ever came to the second floor, and since Zhu Hong and Ling Chen weren’t residing at home, she never anticipated the coincidence that Ling Chen would appear.
When did this rascal come back?
Realizing she was still unclothed in front of Ling Chen, Su Lin felt unbearable embarrassment, her fair skin blushing faintly.
Seeing the color of embarrassment in Su Lin’s eyes, Ling Chen reacted and couldn’t help but lower his head, glancing at Su Lin’s full bosom. This act turned Su Lin’s face as red as an apple, appearing charmingly shy.
Rascal, you’re still looking! She cursed in her heart.
"Umm... you should get dressed first." Feeling Su Lin’s anger, Ling Chen forced a smile, quickly let go of her, and turned his back. However, as soon as he turned, his expression became strange. On the wall opposite him, there was a full-length mirror, perfectly reflecting Su Lin’s voluptuous body.
Su Lin seemed not to notice this detail; by the time Ling Chen turned around, she had already grabbed a nightgown and draped it over herself, covering the exposed view.
Once she had put on her nightgown, Su Lin’s face gradually returned to normal. Then, she turned her head, wanting to call him to turn around. But at that moment, she finally noticed the full-length mirror on the wall, her face turning red again, indignantly saying, "Ling Chen, you..."
"I didn’t see anything," Ling Chen quickly denied.
"Pah! Who would believe your nonsense?" Su Lin sniffed, still blushing and glaring at Ling Chen, internally cursing the rascal thousands of times. Last time he had taken such advantage of her, and she hadn’t settled accounts with him yet, and now she suffered another huge loss. Thinking of this, she felt like a jar of mixed emotions was knocked over, very uncomfortable.
Though she had a boyfriend before, it was only limited to holding hands, never crossing the boundary. She always held her body in high regard. Now, this rascal had touched where he shouldn’t, seen what he shouldn’t have; how could she face anyone after this?
The more she thought, the more aggrieved she felt, her eyes involuntarily reddening, on the verge of tears.
Seeing her sudden tears, Ling Chen was dumbfounded. Who knew this girl had such fragile mental resilience, unable to even withstand this small setback. If it were about killing someone, he could do it without blinking an eye. However, faced with a saddened, crying woman, he felt utterly helpless and unsure of how to console her.
"Look, don’t cry, I didn’t do it on purpose, how about... I let you see in return? That way, no one loses out."
Hearing this, Su Lin became furious. She had already suffered a loss, and he was still trying to take advantage of her, this rascal, pervert, scoundrel... couldn’t he just comfort her for once.
"Hey, I said it was a misunderstanding, isn’t my apology enough?"
Su Lin retorted indignantly: "Is an apology enough?"
Ling Chen spread his hands helplessly: "Then what do you want? You’re not expecting me to take responsibility, are you?"
"Who’s asking you to take responsibility." Su Lin blushed, wiped the tears from the corner of her eye, and huffed: "I might accept your apology, but it depends on your sincerity."
"What counts as sincere enough?"
Su Lin rolled her eyes, sniffing: "Depends on your future behavior. If you can satisfy me, I might pretend that both today and last time never happened."
"Alright, I’ll do my best." Ling Chen sighed, after all, he should compensate since he took such advantage of her.
Having barely escaped from Su Lin’s room, Ling Chen knocked on the door across, waiting for a response before he pushed the door and entered.
Entering the bedroom, he saw Nanrong Wanqing struggling to move from the wheelchair to the bed. Upon seeing this, he quickly stepped forward, lifted her delicate body, and gently placed her on the bed.
"Have you seen Lin? How did it go?"
"It was fine," Ling Chen replied nonchalantly, his eyes thoughtful on Nanrong Wanqing’s legs.
"What do you mean ’fine’? Clarify, did she forgive you?" Nanrong Wanqing was a bit unsatisfied with his casualness and pressed for details.
"I’m on good terms with her, nothing happened, you should be satisfied with that," Ling Chen said, shifting the topic: "Wasn’t that exoskeleton armor successfully developed? Why not have them deliver a set here?"
"My set of exoskeleton armor needs to be customized, their power reduced. It’s still being rushed; it will take some time to complete," Nanrong Wanqing said, her expression somewhat melancholic, "Doctor Stephen said he had a way to cure my legs, but there has been no news, and even he’s nowhere to be found."
"You don’t have to look any more, he’s not reliable." Ling Chen pointed out. Unknown to Nanrong Wanqing, Stephen was a member of the God Organization. Even if Stephen truly had a way to cure Nanrong Wanqing’s legs, Ling Chen wouldn’t hand her over to him; that would be far too dangerous.
"The exoskeleton armor will be here soon, use it for now. I will find a way to make you truly stand up."
Ling Chen smiled slightly: "Trust me, I won’t disappoint you."