Ah Jia placed one large palm on the wall beside Jun Xiqing’s head. His long, lean body pressed down, pinning her between his own chest and the wall as he raised his elegant brows and chuckled. “She was the one who got excited, not me. Why blame me too?”
Bright eyes seemed to glitter in the evening light. “I just want to, so what?”
“Ha.” An alluring chuckle reverberated out of Ah Jia’s strong chest. “Dongfang Ruoli gave you the thumb-drive. You recognized me because of my exceptional prowess, didn’t you?”
“…”
He was truly narcissistic!
Jun Xiqing lifted her chin and looked at him. “If not for the fact that you are always sneaking looks at me, I wouldn’t have recognized you.”
His scorching gaze was always fixed and unwavering upon her. It would be hard for her not to notice.
Lu Yeming bent over and kissed her hard. He said in a voice, low with amusement. “I just love watching the way you pretend on the outside. Inside your head, you are just shouting “Tear off her clothes! Tear off her clothes!”
Jun Xiqing quickly covered his lips and glared angrily at him. Her face was flushed red, like a dewy red rose. How was she going to continue being a female president if he said such things?
“Your Highness.” Ping Ping’s voice drifted over.
Ping Ping had come looking for her. Unable to find her, Ping Ping was getting increasingly anxious.
“Ping… oh!”
Lu Yeming bent over to stop her words with a kiss.
It was a kiss unlike any other in the past. He was kissing her gently but firmly. He held her tender lips for a moment before snaking his long tongue into her sweet mouth.
But Jun Xiqing didn’t close her eyes. She watched as he lowered his lashes and kissed her with a dreamy expression.
The sounds of his saliva filled her ears.
Ping Ping was becoming more and more anxious outside. But he still had her pinned here, kissing her in such a wanton way.
Even as Jun Xiqing pushed against his chest, but to no avail. She pounded at him a couple of times. Jerk!
A jerk who just loved to bully her!
Having fully enjoyed the kiss, Lu Yeming let go of her lips. He kissed her snow-white earlobes. “Be more proactive the next time we kiss. Slip your tongue into my mouth, I guarantee it will feel good.”
“…”
At his provocative suggestion, Jun Xiqing felt weak. She bit her red lips as she pounded him with all her might. But Lu Yeming put all his weight onto her and hugged her tightly. He nuzzled against her face, brushing his newly-grown chin stubble against her soft skin.
Jun Xiqing couldn’t bear the ticklish and abrasive feeling of it. “Lu Yeming, stop it.”
‘I’m only doing this because I like you.” He smiled, his face still buried in her neck.
Jun Xiqing fluttered her long lashes. To think that he actually said ‘I like you’.
It was the first time he said that he liked her.
“I’ll be leaving soon.”
Jun Xiqing let him hold her. “Where?”
“The Chief of the Holy Lady Clan covets the position of ruler and has been scheming all along to overthrow it. Many innocent citizens would be harmed if we go to war. I’m holding a secret meeting to get back my commander’s seal.”
Jun Xiqing buried her little face into his chest, leaving only her liquid eyes peering over his strong shoulders. She gazed up at the full moon hanging in the sky. “Won’t it be very dangerous for me to remain here then?”
Lu Yeming gradually loosened his grip on her and she looked into his distinct, almond-shaped eyes. “You did this on purpose?”
All the warmth swirling around the air earlier instantly dissipated, leaving behind a sense of shock.
She had nearly believed in his ‘I like you’.
Nearly.
Jun Xiqing moved her gaze slowly to look up at him pointedly. “You did this on purpose. You let me recognize you and boarded my flight on purpose, with every intention of getting me mixed up in this matter. The moment you leave, any one who is left behind will be in deep danger. I am your best candidate. The president of Country Z and trained in the art of wolf taming. You had every intention of pushing me into the pit of fire, to serve you unconditionally. Lu Yeming, you truly lived up to your reputation. You’re scheming against me again.”
Lu Yeming’s lips twisted. If only she wasn’t so clever…
He reached out to caress her face.
Jun Xiqing pushed him away. “Lu Yeming, I have never hated someone as much as I hate you right now. Many people have tried to scheme against me, but they have never stooped as low as you have. Manipulating and cheating my feelings!”
She turned and left.
She left just like that.
Lu Yeming gazed after her departing profile. Those profound, slanted eyes were like two abysses, deep beyond comprehension. No one was able to tell what he was truly thinking.
“Your Highness.” Fan Men had walked over.
Lu Yeming didn’t turn around but just said mildly, “She seems to be truly angry this time.”
“Your Highness, I think that President Jun is only so angry because she likes you. Of all the women in this world, she is the one who likes you the most.”
Lu Yeming remained silent.
“Your Highness, actually you can explain…”
“Explain what?”
Lu Yeming disappeared within seconds.
Fan Men was left standing at his original spot. His Highness knew what he could have explained. He could have explained that his ‘I like you’ was real.
…
Jun Xiqing returned to her room and took a nap.
She thought she wouldn’t be able to fall asleep. Whatever genuine sisterly feelings her Elder Sister had for her, after being suppressed by years of jealousy and envy—nearly none were left. Lu Yeming, whom she had liked three years ago, and still liked so much three years later—how he had plotted against her once and again.
She truly had such a tragic life.
But despite her tumultuous feelings, she ended up sleeping all the way until daylight came. She didn’t even have any dreams.
Getting out of bed, she washed her face and brushed her teeth methodically, then Ping Ping did her hair after.
“Your Highness, the Chief has organized a party and invited us to attend.”
Having had a good sleep, Jun Xiqing felt full of energy, so she batted her long lashes and sighed. This must be an ambush.”
“Your Highness, why do you say that?”
Shaking her head, Jun Xiqing took Ping Ping’s hand and smiled. “It’s nothing. Let’s go.”
…
At the party.
Lu Yeming and Dongfang Ruoli were seated at the master seats. The Chief and Dongfang Wanqing sat on the left, while Jun Xiqing sat on the right. Beautiful girls sang and danced at the center of the large hall and it was a lively and vibrant atmosphere.
Meanwhile, Fan Men stood behind Jun Xiqing and looked curiously at the girl.
After last night, after being once again having her feelings trampled, Jun Xiqing should be looking miserable and drawn. But Fan Men was shocked as he observed her.
Jun Xiqing was dressed in a long, black vintage dress. Elegant lotus flowers were embroidered into her sleeves and her luscious hair was pulled up into a high ponytail, revealing her exquisite little face.
She had always liked to wear white dresses, and looked pure and wholesome. No one expected her to look so elegant and regal in black.
As Jun Xiqing sat there, she enjoyed the delicacies that the maid was serving her. She was also watching the performances intently, and even clapped along now and then. She appeared to be enjoying herself very much.
