【The Season of Hunting Men: Passion】(Complete) Author: Golden Years

Author: Golden Years Word
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Synopsis :

Lin Jin—She was very serious, knowing what she wanted from a young age,
in , including relationships…especially relationships. At least that's what she thought, before meeting him.

Huang Zhendong—He, like her, didn't want things to get complicated.

Table of Contents

: I. Business is all about mutual consent.

II. Women are greedy; besides sex, they always want something else.

III. If you walk the night road too often, you'll eventually encounter a ghost.

IV. Hoping that the person in your arms is someone else is a kind of loneliness and helplessness. Side Story

of the Hunting Season : Chapter 1. Business is all about mutual consent. Lin Jin glanced at her watch, muttering under her breath. She had five minutes left before her meeting with the client; she was about to be late. Lin Jin hated formal occasions; while suits and skirts were barely tolerable, high heels were practically torture. Having finally made it from the parking lot to the owner's office building, Lin Jin saw the spotless and, without hesitation, took off her shoes and ran towards the elevator. Just as an elevator door was about to close, she couldn't help but shout "Wait!" and rushed in, almost brushing against the door, only to bump straight into a man. Lin Jin felt a pair of strong hands slide down her shoulders, and before she could react, the man's arms were already tense to support her weight. He turned halfway around, his other arm encircling Lin Jin's waist to support her, so that they could both stand steadily. Through the smooth texture of his jacket, her hand could feel the firm muscles of his chest. Lin Jin was almost 1.7 meters tall, but she looked much shorter next to him, his warm breath stirring her bangs . She was very embarrassed, fixing her gaze on his jacket collar, avoiding his eyes, yet unable to ignore the warm hand on her waist and the masculine scent emanating from his nostrils. "Are you alright? Can you stand still?" His voice was low and husky, like a baritone. As he spoke, he lowered his head, and the scent of minty gum brushed against her temples. "I'm so sorry." Lin Jin straightened up and took a step back to create some distance between them. The man was dressed in a boxy jacket, tight riding breeches, Doc Martens, fingerless gloves, a motorcycle helmet tucked under his arm, and a head of messy, tousled hair—a typical biker look. He released her hand and teased, "Don't worry , I never complain about beautiful women throwing themselves at me." Lin Jin glared at him. "I never throw myself at you." Then, reluctantly, she muttered, "Thanks for your help." She took another step back, bent down, and put her high heels back on. Unexpectedly, the elevator suddenly slowed down , and Lin Jin stumbled and fell into his arms again. The biker quickly put his arm around her shoulder, steadying her while chuckling softly. "Yeah, I know, this isn't about throwing myself at you." "Sorry for the second time." Lin Jin ignored the flippancy in his words, slipped her other shoe on, and leaned against the wall to steady herself. "They're both heels, I don't usually wear these kinds of shoes, but I'll have to later..." Lin Jin stopped talking, annoyed that she had nothing to explain to this stranger, "Anyway, thank you." The elevator finally stopped, and the two walked out together after the doors opened. The motorcyclist looked at her, "Hey beautiful, don't fall again, good luck!" Considering that she really needed some luck for the upcoming meeting, Lin Jin nodded . She was almost certain that he had been watching her walk in another direction, but she didn't dare to look back. She didn't need to turn around to feel that gaze on her back. Lin Jin went to the reception desk and gave her name. Fortunately, the receptionist was punctual enough not to complain, and just asked her to sit down and wait. She waited for almost forty minutes. Lin Jin was full of resentment, but she knew that when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Finally, a stylishly dressed secretary, wearing high, pointed heels, walked up to her with astonishingly elegant steps. Lin Jin tried to conceal her admiring gaze as she shook hands and greeted her. The two circled around and stopped in front of an office door. The secretary knocked on the door, gesturing for Lin Jin to enter, and then went into the next room on her own. Huang Zhendong watched with interest as Lin Jin entered his office. She exuded "style" from head to toe, from her suit to her sleek updo, and her stunningly beautiful legs—long, shapely, and muscular. Her high heels made her walk cautiously, and Huang Zhendong couldn't help but notice the way her hips swayed. Earlier in the elevator lobby, he had found it hard to resist admiring her buttocks; and frankly, such a sight was indeed worth savoring. "Beautiful lady, or, um, Ms. Lin Jin? It's a pleasure to see you unharmed." He gestured to a chair in front of the table. "I'm Huang Zhendong. What can I do for you?" Lin Jin was startled by the brief introduction, only then realizing that the man in front of her was the motorcyclist from the elevator. He had changed out of his previous attire, now sitting across from her in a sharp suit, impeccably dressed. It turned out that the landlord was him. "I'm now the person in charge at Shengyuan. I'm here today to discuss the renewal of the lease." Lin Jin said , taking a thick folder from her bag. "This is the business plan for the next two years. We will..." Huang Zhendong didn't reach for the document but interrupted her abruptly, "The one in the Sunshine Building? Your name isn't on the contract." "Yes, the boss is my grandfather. He hasn't been feeling well lately, so I'm temporarily in charge of everything at Shengyuan, including renewing the lease with you." "I've been to Shengyuan a few times. Your lamb chops are delicious." Huang Zhendong stood up from his chair, walked her, and leaned against the desk. "Unfortunately, we can't renew the lease." Lin Jin immediately became anxious. "Why not? We've been running the business very well, and we've always paid the rent on time, never late." "That has nothing to do with the restaurant," Huang Zhendong shrugged. "Our company bought that building six months ago, intending to use it for other purposes." "That's it?" Lin Jin pursed her lips. "What about my restaurant? And all those employees? They all need these jobs to support their families. You can't just kick us out like this; the lease has an automatic renewal clause !" Huang Zhendong sighed. "Unfortunately, your lease was signed with the previous owner, who sold the building to us."

"After that, your lease will no longer apply. Now, if there's nothing else, I have a meeting right away."

Lin Jin didn't move. "What should I do? We can't move the restaurant right now." The restaurant's operation
is closely related to its location. Shengyuan is Grandpa's life's work, and it's taken so many years to finally establish itself.
Recently, Grandpa's heart condition has worsened, and her mother is performing abroad for ten months of the year and can't take care of it at all. There was really no one else, so
Lin Jin was asked to try managing it. Renewing the contract should have been the simplest thing, but it looked like it was going to be ruined in her hands,
which was something she absolutely didn't want to happen.

"I completely understand and am very sorry, but business is business." Huang Zhendong crossed his arms in front of
his chest . Although he said sorry, there was no trace of apology in his tone.

"Mr. Huang, this is not just business, at least for me, my restaurant, and my employees." Lin Jin's
voice choked. Would this trick work?

Huang Zhendong's eyes showed some surprise and some curiosity. "I'm not an unreasonable person. Maybe... we have
other ways."

It worked! Lin Jin was secretly delighted. She widened her eyes and almost jumped out of her chair. "There definitely will be a way.
As long as there will definitely be other solutions."

Huang Zhendong curled his lips, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, recalling the first time he met Lin Jin. He
was drinking with a client who had come from afar at the Hanting Bar. He went out to answer a phone call and overheard three women betting on
who could get the man from Hanting to meet him again on their date the next day. He glanced at the bet and gave the tall, long-legged
woman the highest score. The call wasn't long, but when he returned, he saw the long-legged woman and her client
chatting happily. Before he could even approach them, they left together. Huang Zhendong was somewhat disappointed and regretful, but to his surprise,
his client returned quickly.

"A woman tripped and spilled some wine on me just now. She was apologizing and offering to pay for it," his
client said excitedly, while frantically texting on his phone. "I changed
her number when I saw her off. Her name is Lin Jin. She's beautiful and sensible. Let's see if we can ask her out. Maybe tomorrow."

Huang Zhendong chuckled, never expecting to see Lin Jin again by chance a few months later. He
had accidentally wandered into the kitchen at Shengyuan Restaurant. She was there instructing customers on their orders, her demeanor like a general commanding an army.
Lin Jin was clearly assertive and never waited for others to give her what she wanted. She was ungrateful and not
the prettiest; in fact, she was far inferior. But somehow, to Huang Zhendong, she was so
vibrant and had an undeniable energy that attracted him like a magnet. Of course, he meant sex.

Today was their first official meeting, and Huang Zhendong believed he had finally made an impression on Lin Jin. He
looked down at her, a faint scent of mustard blossoms subtly stimulating his sense of smell, making her seem even
sweeter . Unfortunately, Lin Jin's serious and composed demeanor at that moment allowed Huang Zhendong to think more clearly.
"Let me put it this way, I'm seeing if I can include your restaurant in the company's development plan for the building. This wasn't my
initial idea, however, you've piqued my curiosity, Ms. Lin, and... I find you very charming."

"Oh, thank you." She was initially surprised and expectant, but then narrowed her eyes warily at the end, trying
to guess his intentions. "So, you'll renew your contract?"

"Yes, but in exchange, I want everyone to get to know each other better. I have a few dinners and
social engagements , and I need you to come with me."

Lin Jin shrank back in her chair, her eyes wide with disbelief. "Me? Have you forgotten what I look
like in high heels? I'll make you a laughingstock. Believe me, you won't want me standing next to you."

Huang Zhendong was nonchalant. "I'm sure you can, because if I want to sleep with you, I can completely ignore one or two of
your flaws, especially if you're really that prone to tripping, I'd be happy to hold you."

Lin Jin didn't know how to react. "Wait, you think I'd sleep with you? Just to save the restaurant?
Are you crazy?"

"It's a simple matter. Those dinner parties are incredibly boring. Having you around will make things much better.
As for the details, I'd love to discuss them, but I don't think it's necessary. I don't think this will drag on for long."

Lin Jin shook her head. "Are you kidding me? I won't sleep with you, absolutely not!"

"Beautiful lady, you're just saying that now."

"You're too presumptuous. What if I already have a boyfriend or a husband? Have you thought about that?"

Huang Zhendong chuckled inwardly. He never fought an unprepared battle. "Lin Jin, just hearing you say that, I
can assume no one is waiting for you to come home, and no one cares if I fuck you until you can't get out of bed."

He clearly caught her off guard. Lin Jin's eyes were filled with anger. "Shameless."

Huang Zhendong wasn't surprised by her reaction at all. Lin Jin was the kind of woman who was always wary of men. She
had so much to give, so it was easier for her to lose it. Normally, Lin Jin would definitely have told him
to die , but now the cards were in his hands. He had what Lin Jin desperately wanted. Huang Zhendong knew this was
taking advantage of her vulnerability , but he had already invested a lot of effort in her, and all he wanted was to sleep with her.

He was too busy, too busy to allow a woman into his life, someone who would constantly ask why he didn't return his calls and
texts , what his plans were for the future, and why he wasn't married. Once a man
sleeps with a woman he's committed to, that woman will feel entitled to interfere in his affairs. His intentions towards Lin Jin
were and clear; he knew perfectly well that once he had his fill, he could forget about her. He would get her, he definitely would, he had no doubt about that.

"No one will force you to do anything," Huang Zhendong said slowly, "The decision is yours, Lin Jin."

Lin Jin scoffed disdainfully, "If you tell someone that, it means they
don't really have the right to decide."

Huang Zhendong shrugged, looking indifferent. "I know what I like and what I want.
There's nothing to criticize. This is a transaction between us, business is about mutual consent."

Lin Jin clenched her fist. "No, I can't agree to that!"

"Alright, if your pride is more important than the restaurant, I guess our conversation is over. You can leave,
Ms. Lin." Huang Zhendong stood up and returned to his seat, picking up the documents in front of him and pretending
to read them . He didn't want to be a jerk, but with so many years of negotiation experience, he knew how to get what he wanted.

Lin Jin stood up. Although she didn't look up, he knew she hadn't left. Huang Zhendong finally put down
the documents, letting out an exaggerated sigh. "Is there anything else, Ms. Lin?"

Lin Jin's lips trembled slightly. "I need time to think about it."

A smile flickered across Huang Zhendong's lips. "I didn't know the exchange conditions were still there."

"Is that so?" Lin Jin looked at him and sneered. "I suspect you've been playing me all along, or are you going to
tell me I've made a mistake?"

Huang Zhendong held out a corner of the business card without saying a word, just waiting for Lin Jin to take it herself. She took a step closer
, hoping to muster the courage to slap him across the face and walk away, but in the end, she crumpled the business card in her palm,
imagining that what she held in her hand wasn't a business card but his neck. "I won't sleep with you."

Huang Zhendong saw this, but just smiled. "Whatever, if saying this makes you feel better." He
leaned back in his chair and said lazily, "Whether you actually want it or not, we'll see."

Lin Jin took a deep breath. "What I want isn't important, what's important is keeping the restaurant."

Huang Zhendong looked indifferent. "And I want to fuck you until you're dizzy and disoriented. See, it's a win-win situation."

At this point, there was no need for formalities between the two. Lin Jin made no attempt to hide the contempt in her tone.
"You overestimate yourself."

Huang Zhendong laughed heartily, walking closer and leaning down to her. "Alright, I don't want things to get complicated.
Let's lay it out on the table. Within three months, whether you sleep with me or not, I'll renew your contract." He raised his hands,
his palms sliding down to her neck and pressing them against her skin. His fingers moved and caressed the back of her neck, his thumbs stopping at her chin as he lifted her head to look into
her eyes. His tone shifted, becoming threatening: "But remember this: if you dare to disappear within these three months, I guarantee the
only place you can open a restaurant is some uninhabited area in Tibet. Understand?"

Lin Jin didn't reply, only staring at him with incredibly wary eyes. Huang Zhendong felt like he was drowning
in Lin Jin's eyes. Despite the inappropriate time and place, he couldn't help but notice her smooth,
delicate , the fresh, subtle fragrance emanating from her slowly permeating his body, making him involuntarily lean forward.
From the moment Lin Jin stepped into the office, he had been anticipating this moment. Huang Zhendong slid his palm down her arm, supporting her elbow
and pulling her closer until she was pressed against his muscular body. He was about to kiss her.

Lin Jin stepped back slightly: "I don't think you should do that."

Huang Zhendong's lips stopped an inch away from hers. "I'll speak up when I need advice."

He then kissed her hungrily—the kind of kiss a man uses to seduce a woman. After a moment, he
realized that Lin Jin didn't respond, didn't melt, nothing at all, let alone sparks. Huang Zhendong was very
surprised, unable to believe that his desire was so intense, yet Lin Jin felt nothing. This intense longing
should be mutual. He had imagined her resistance, challenge, even physical attacks, and he was prepared
for all kinds of reactions, but certainly not this 'no reaction'.

"You're right, I don't want things to get complicated either." In the instant Huang Zhendong was stunned, Lin Jin broke free from
his embrace, her eyes instantly becoming serious, firm, and disdainful. "Three months, huh? Protect your
manly pride, or I'll shatter it into pieces."

She finished curtly, grabbing her handbag and quickly leaving the office without waiting for Huang Zhendong's response. Lin Jin tried to
steady her steps, her face calm as she left the building, only letting out a long sigh of relief after getting into her car. She shakily
pulled out a few tissues and vigorously wiped her mouth, feeling extremely fortunate for her earlier inaction. Huang Zhendong
had no idea that Lin Jin's lack of response, or even her attempt to dodge or escape, was simply because his kiss
had been so shocking—a state of 'heart-stopping, bewildered'—that was probably what it meant. Fortunately,
she recovered and managed to walk out of Huang Zhendong's office with her head held high and her chest out.

Lin Jin thought she had handled things quite well. Three months, less than a hundred days. Huang Zhendong
only to be available at a moment's notice. As long as she held her ground, things wouldn't get complicated, and that was
what she did best. She wasn't afraid of Huang Zhendong using force. Call it naivety or stupidity, it was simply because he
didn't seem desperate enough to attack an unwilling woman. And indeed, because of Huang Zhendong's confidence and
arrogance, he wasn't as reckless as he had been in the office last time.

In their subsequent encounters, Huang Zhendong was always polite; outwardly, he was, but in private, they didn't need to be
so courteous. Lin Jin's principle was simple: whatever Huang Zhendong liked or agreed to, she would definitely hate and oppose.
Lin Jin didn't swear, but that didn't stop her from being sarcastic and unpleasant. If he argued with her, it would only worsen his situation.
The three sisters had never stopped arguing since they could speak.

Huang Zhendong knew, of course, that Lin Jin's constant opposition was meant to make his life difficult, but he didn't care. After all,
their concepts of 'simplicity' were vastly different; it would be strange if she didn't constantly challenge him. However,
Lin Jin's unwavering determination resonated with him, giving him the illusion of a worthy opponent. This made his
otherwise tedious social engagements much more enjoyable, even somewhat anticipated. But recently, a colleague took a last-minute leave
, leaving him with a series of thorny issues. Working day and night not only reduced his opportunities to spend time
alone feeling exhausted.

Today's dinner was particularly dull. Although everyone around him was chatting and laughing, Huang Zhendong was somewhat
distracted . According to Lin Jin's comments, the dinner was actually quite delicious, but he had little appetite, eating only
a few bites before putting down his chopsticks. Finally, after everything was over, Huang Zhendong tossed the keys to Lin Jin, "You drive."
He then opened the car door, got into the passenger seat, leaned back, and closed his eyes to rest.

Huang Zhendong had drunk a lot at the dinner table, making him unsuitable for driving, but Lin Jin was still somewhat surprised.
Huang Zhendong usually drove a motorcycle, and even she, with little knowledge of such vehicles, knew this one was quite expensive. "How much do you like this car? I
can't guarantee your precious car will be unscathed."

"I'll drive it when you tell me to." Huang Zhendong curled up in the soft fur of his coat, opened his eyes, then slumped them back down,
muttering his address.

Lin Jin glanced at him, noticing his very dark and thick eyelashes. The car headlights illuminated his
cheekbones, the light and shadow clearly outlining his facial features. He looked listless, his eyelids seemingly
heavy, half-covering his pupils. Until Lin Jin drove the car downstairs, Huang Zhendong not only didn't speak,
but didn't even move. "Hi, we're here." Lin Jin parked the car, only then realizing he had fallen asleep
. She was a little helpless; if you can't drink, don't drink. Just a few drinks and you're already passed out.

"Are you home?" Huang Zhendong seemed to be having difficulty hearing her speak.

"Okay." He turned and opened the car door, stepping out somewhat unsteadily. Huang Zhendong walked very slowly, as if he
needed to concentrate fully to place one foot in front of the other. His dazed expression made Lin Jin feel
something was amiss, and she involuntarily followed and pulled him back. His burning skin startled Lin Jin. She quickly
touched his forehead with the back of her finger; a layer of cold sweat covered his hot forehead. What happened to him? How could he have become
so ill in the blink of an eye? He was perfectly fine this afternoon. "Huang Zhendong!" she called softly, gently patting his face with one hand.

Huang Zhendong mumbled something indistinctly, his eyelashes fluttering, his eyelids lifting with difficulty, revealing a pair of drowsy
dark eyes. Lin Jin's voice gently drifted into his ears; he liked to hear her call his name, its husky,
sexy tone. Huang Zhendong struggled to focus his gaze on her face, muttering, "I'm feeling a little unwell."

"Obviously." Although reluctant, Lin Jin helped him into the house, pulling off
his gloves, hat, and coat. The door to the bedroom was open. Huang Zhendong approached the bed and shakily unbuttoned his shirt
. It was Lin Jin's first time entering Huang Zhendong's home, and she felt extremely uncomfortable. Watching him undress in the bedroom made
her not want to stay there for another second. Lin Jin placed the keys on the table beside her and said as she walked out, "You should rest
well . If you need any help..."

Huang Zhendong didn't stand on ceremony. "Lin Jin, I need help right now."

Lin Jin could only stop and turn around. Huang Zhendong's shirt was open in the front, revealing broad shoulders and a strong
chest. His hands were twirling precariously around his belt buckle. He was a large man. Lin Jin blew away the hair
that was obscuring her eyes. Her throat was a little dry, but she had no choice but to grit her teeth and quickly step forward. "Let me help you
," she said quickly. "You're not feeling well, are you?"

"I don't know," Huang Zhendong said, watching with amusement as Lin Jin approached, helped him take off his clothes, and then helped him sit on
the edge of the bed . She knelt down in front of him, untied his shoelaces, and took off his shoes and socks. Huang Zhendong felt a sense of relief and collapsed
onto the bed, burying his face in the pillow. "Don't go," he mumbled, "There are some medicines in the kitchen cupboard."

Lin Jin returned to the bedroom with the medicine and found that Huang Zhendong had already taken off his pants while she was away,
sprawled out on the large oak bed. His eyes were closed, but his once-red cheeks had now turned pale. She
placed the pills and water on the bedside table, first covering his naked body with the blanket, then raised
her voice and called out, "Huang Zhendong!"

Huang Zhendong heard Lin Jin's voice and recognized the worry in her tone, but he felt as light as air,
floating above his heavy body, his body alternating between hot and cold. He should have left the dinner earlier; he
'd felt dizzy and his vision was blurry then. In fact, he'd felt extremely unwell since the morning, his mind fluctuating between
clarity and confusion. He struggled to open his eyes, laboriously lifting his heavy eyelids. Lin Jin leaned towards him, her
long hair cascading down, falling onto his cheek, exuding an alluring fragrance. Her fingers caressed his face,
feeling cool against his burning skin.

Huang Zhendong tried to grab her hand, but the moment he exerted force, the world before his eyes spun rapidly. He wanted
to speak , but his throat struggled to produce a sound—dull and slow, heavy and rusty. Huang Zhendong felt
incredibly unlucky to have Lin Jin see him in this weak and pitiful state, but then he thought
that having her by his side was a blessing in disguise. With all his might, he finally managed to utter a few words, "Take your medicine?" Lin Jin nodded, lifted his head, and helped him swallow two pills, then sipped water from

the glass she offered to his lips .
After taking his medicine, Huang Zhendong fell into a deep sleep, feeling as if he were swimming in a thick, dark slurry
, the slurry dragging his struggling mind. After an unknown amount of time, he finally regained some consciousness and vaguely
realized two things: first, he had a fever but felt a little better; second, he needed to go to the bathroom, now, immediately
. Huang Zhendong forcefully threw off the covers and sat up, his legs propped on the edge of the bed. A wave of dizziness washed over him, and he
involuntarily cupped his head in his hands to catch his breath, weakly cursing his own weakness.

"Why are you up?"

Huang Zhendong looked up, following the sound, and was surprised to find Lin Jin sitting on the small sofa not far away. Her disheveled
hair and wrinkled clothes indicated she had been there for a while. She stood up and walked over,
placing her cold fingers on his forehead. "The fever hasn't gone down yet."

"Wait a minute, baby." Huang Zhendong grabbed the fingers resting on his forehead, then pushed the bed aside
and tried to leave. "I need to go to the bathroom," he growled, knowing she wouldn't dare argue.

"Oh," Lin Jin said, slightly flustered by the surprise. "Okay. I, um—I'll wait outside.
Call me if you need anything."

Huang Zhendong, completely naked, turned on the shower and immediately realized it wasn't a good idea.
The water hitting him didn't relieve his muscle aches as he'd expected; instead, it felt like being cut open.
Huang Zhendong felt dizzy and quickly grabbed the wall to avoid falling, feeling utterly defeated. This wasn't
the scenario he'd imagined—being alone with Lin Jin in a room.

Lin Jin waited outside for a while, but the sound of running water continued. Finally, she couldn't help but push open the bathroom
door and shout, "Are you alright?"

After a moment of silence and no response from Huang Zhendong, she cautiously peeked inside. Lin Jin vaguely saw
a figure standing motionless in the frosted glass. She cursed silently, then grabbed a large towel and
cautiously said in a high-pitched voice, "I'm coming in!"

Lin Jin took a deep breath, grabbed the shower door and flung it open, staring directly at the showerhead switch. She quickly turned off
the faucet, then turned to stare at the pattern on the bathroom tiles, raising the towel and wrapping it around Huang Zhendong's waist. She put
one arm around his waist, then slipped under his defenseless arm to support him. "Lean on me," she commanded.

Huang Zhendong was somewhat surprised that this soft, curvaceous body could display such strength. He
was equally puzzled as to why his aching body felt so weak and powerless. Even so, when his shoulder pressed against Lin Jin
's body, his body temperature rose a few degrees—he was certain it had nothing to do with a fever.

Lin Jin's earlier unease resurfaced. With every breath, she could smell Huang Zhendong's masculine
scent, and combined with the humid air, his naked body, and the cramped space, everything made her extremely tense.
She turned her face to the side, trying to ignore the itching sensation on his face, and helped him out of the shower. Lin Jin
first helped him sit on the toilet seat, then took another towel and draped it over him, found the hairdryer, and quickly...
She dried his hair.

"Your fever hasn't gone down yet, you should be resting in bed, why are you being so stubborn?" Lin Jin's tone was full of annoyance and
reproach .

Huang Zhendong tilted his head, trying to avoid the strong wind and noise of the hairdryer. "I took medicine and slept, I
thought I was much better."

"You're already in such a pitiful state and you're still arguing with me!" After drying his hair, Lin Jin helped Huang Zhendong back to the bedroom
and sat him back on the bed. She put a pillow behind his back, gave him his medicine, and made him lie down again.
"

If your fever doesn't go down by morning, you'll have to go to the hospital." Huang Zhendong suddenly grabbed Lin Jin's wrist and pulled her towards him, his other arm
tightening around her, touching her shoulders and the back of her neck, brushing her hair away. The hair clip in her ponytail came loose, and his fingers grabbed her
soft black hair, making her unable to move. "You have the most beautiful mouth." Huang Zhendong said obsessively, his gaze
sweeping across her face and fixing on the lines of her lips. "I really want to try it, come here."

Lin Jin quickly blocked him, "Calm down, you're burning up like this and still thinking about sex."

"Sexual urges don't require physical strength," Huang Zhendong said weakly, "It does require a bit of brainpower, but kissing
you is instinct, it doesn't require thinking."

Huang Zhendong raised his head slightly, pulling her closer. Before Lin Jin could protest, his lips were already
on hers, his thirst sweeping over her soft skin, chin, and nose, finally
settling on her lips with undeniable strength and dominance. The wonderful feeling didn't last long; he felt a darkness before his eyes,
struggling to utter a gurgling sound from his throat before falling into darkness, drifting helplessly,
unable escape.

Lin Jin knew Huang Zhendong was sick and didn't know what he was doing. She should stop him, but that pure and straightforward
passion was simply irresistible, the fiery feeling surging within her like a tide. She keenly felt his
body trying to squeeze her, his tongue pressing against the smooth, soft skin of her lips. As Lin Jin pondered
her next move , Huang Zhendong's pressure lessened, his grip on her hair loosened, and his arms seemingly
slid off her unwillingly. Lin Jin heard less of a complaint in his throat and more of a
protest.

She took a deep breath and shakily propped herself up, forcefully tossing her disheveled hair behind her face.
It was too late when she realized one of her hands was still on Huang Zhendong's bare chest; she couldn't help but notice
the stark contrast between his bronze skin and her pale, slender fingers. Lin Jin was somewhat mesmerized, glancing quickly at him
to confirm that his deep eyes were still closed, then confidently and greedily stared. Huang Zhendong's
face was somewhat thin, but very masculine, especially his nose and jaw, which exuded a bold and untamed air.
For some reason, his face appeared younger in its stillness, as if easily hurt; thick eyelashes
and eyelids concealed those unpleasant eyes, making him seem more approachable.

Lin Jin's gaze drifted downwards. Huang Zhendong's broad shoulders gradually narrowed, extending to his muscular chest,
then to his narrower waist and flat stomach, his entire body beautifully outlined by his ribs and muscles. Huang Zhendong
had mentioned that he played tennis in his spare time, and it seemed he was telling the truth. Although extremely curious, even with her boldness,
she dared not lift the covers to look further down. Even so, Lin Jin had to admit that Huang Zhendong's arrogance wasn't without
merit, but now he lay obliviously in bed, unaware that she had scrutinized him so closely. Lin Jin felt
a sense smug satisfaction, as if she had gotten the better of him.

She stood up, turned his head, tucked a pillow under him to settle him, and then went back to the bathroom to find
a small towel, soaked it, and placed it on his forehead. Huang Zhendong wasn't a cooperative patient; he hated having a towel on his forehead
and hated being woken up to take his medicine. She had to coax and persuade him, treating him like a child. Lin Jin slept
fitfully all night. When dawn broke, she touched Huang Zhendong's forehead; his fever had subsided. Knowing
he might wake up at any moment, she went to the kitchen again.

She hadn't looked around much last night, preoccupied with taking care of him. Huang Zhendong's home was very
distinctive: thick carpets, a huge sofa, and the entire house was decorated in black and green tones. She entered
the bright kitchen. On the counter was a large blue bowl filled with fresh, glistening fruit. For a bachelor,
it seemed a little too neat and tidy. Lin Jin rolled up her sleeves and opened the refrigerator to check
what .

Once fully awake, Huang Zhendong instinctively looked around the room for Lin Jin. He vaguely remembered Lin Jin occasionally
floating to his side last night, handing him pills and a glass of water, and placing an ice towel on his forehead. He told her
it necessary. Lin Jin, however, seemed even more enthusiastic. "Don't talk, Dongdong's being good," she said, then reached out to cover him with
the blanket. Although he hated being treated like a three-year-old, he was still glad Lin Jin had listened to him and stayed.

She wasn't home! A brief panic gripped him, only relaxing when he vaguely heard sounds from the kitchen.
Huang Zhendong got up and casually pulled on a pair of jeans. As he approached the kitchen, the aroma of scrambled eggs completely dispelled his worries;
it didn't take much imagination to know that Lin Jin was preparing breakfast. Huang Zhendong pushed open the kitchen door. Although he was somewhat
prepared , women rarely came to his kitchen. The warm, bright family scene before him unexpectedly touched
his heartstrings, surprising him greatly.

Lin Jin stood with her back to him, holding a pot lid in one hand and a spoon in the other, stirring something steaming in a long-handled pan on the stove
. Next to the stove were two baked egg pancakes, their aroma wafting through the air. She wore
a , the knot of which made him unable to ignore her full hips, slender waist, and long legs in black trousers.
A soft melody played from a phone on the dining table
swaying her hips seductively to the rhythm. Huang Zhendong's throat was dry, and his palms itched.

He cleared his throat. "Is my kitchen working?"

Lin Jin turned her head and saw Huang Zhendong with his arms crossed, his back straight against the doorframe. He was shirtless
, wearing only faded blue jeans, and a strange, amusing smile played on his lips. Lin Jin
quickly turned away, avoiding his gaze, and focused her attention back on the stove in front of her. She mumbled,
"It's alright."

She felt Huang Zhendong move behind her, a chill running down her spine. Then his
arms wrapped around her waist from behind, pulling her closer. Startled, Lin Jin quickly turned her head away and took
two steps back, casually pouring him a cup of hot tea. "Feeling better? Want something to eat?"

Huang Zhendong didn't care about Lin Jin's avoidance, but the cramps in his stomach reminded him that if he didn't eat
something , he might starve to death. "You really enjoy cooking."

"Cooking makes me feel relaxed." Although her tense voice didn't sound relaxed at all.

"Well then, keep relaxing, I'll watch you cook." Huang Zhendong couldn't help but smile.

He had to admit that Lin Jin's performance had left a deep impression on him. Huang Zhendong sipped his hot tea, watching her
move to the cutting board and cut the colorful vegetables into neat, thin slices. Her movements were light, agile, and skillful, then she tossed them into
the pan and quickly stir-fried them. Huang Zhendong was mesmerized and couldn't help but move closer to observe her more closely. Her hands were very beautiful, with long, slender
fingers, delicate palms, and neatly trimmed nails, exuding a gentle and refined air.

After the sumptuous breakfast was placed on the table, Huang Zhendong sincerely said, "Thank you."

Lin Jin's eyes brightened, as if she had been waiting for him to say that, and she asked expectantly, "How will you thank me?"

Huang Zhendong, of course, understood what she meant. He went back inside and returned to the dining table, holding a
velvet box. "This is for you." He had bought it days ago, hoping to give it to Lin Jin, but the timing was always
off.

Lin Jin opened the box and saw a very finely crafted bracelet inside, with a round, delicate diamond paired with a
sparkling emerald. Lin Jin praised, "It's beautiful."

A happy smile appeared on Huang Zhendong's lips. "Keep it if you like it."

Unexpectedly, Lin Jin closed the lid and pushed the box back in front of him. "I don't want it.
It's just something I gave away on a whim. Who was I originally planning to give it to?"

Huang Zhendong was both amused and annoyed. "I bought it especially for you."

Lin Jin was about to say something sarcastic, but looking at Huang Zhendong's expression, she vaguely felt that he wasn't joking. Her
heart skipped a beat, and after a long pause, she said, "I don't believe it. Besides, why don't you give me what I want?" She had served Huang Zhendong
so , of course, with her own agenda. The 'warmth' card usually didn't
work on this kind of man, but people are more vulnerable when they're sick, so maybe it would soften his stance.

Huang Zhendong pointed to the jewelry box, "I've already expressed my gratitude."

Seeing that he wasn't taking the bait, Lin Jin could only lay it all out: "Mr. Huang, what I want is a more proactive and enthusiastic
response. Please show me your sincerity in expressing your gratitude. For example, give me…"

Before Lin Jin could finish, Huang Zhendong interrupted her directly: "That's impossible."

Huang Zhendong's decisive tone left no room for negotiation. Lin Jin was somewhat embarrassed and angry; what
an ingrate! She had wasted so much energy wasting time with him. She raised her voice, "Fine, then let's try a simpler way. Kneel down
in front of me, apologize for being such a bastard for so long, and thank me for my meticulous care at your bedside."

Huang Zhendong laughed heartily. He leaned closer to Lin Jin. "Kneeling in front of you is fine, but not to apologize
or express gratitude. Use your imagination, Lin Jin, I'll make you scream, tremble, and go limp." As he spoke,
one hand caressed her thigh, intentionally or unintentionally rubbing it.

The seductive, teasing voice made Lin Jin's heart race. Okay, he was teasing her, she deserved it. "
Why stayed here, what my purpose was, you already knew, so you walked
around naked all morning, and then said these disgusting swear words, all to distract me."

Huang Zhendong moved closer, forcing her to lean back in her chair. "Did that work?"

Lin Jin raised her chin. "I don't need to answer." She immediately realized that this wasn't appropriate, so she
quickly added, "No."

Huang Zhendong gave an infuriating smile. "You've already answered."

Lin Jin glared at him and stopped talking. Huang Zhendong, however, still stared at her face, scrutinizing her closely, then his gaze
fixed on the soft curve of her lips. A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes as he struggled to recall. "Either I
had a dream, or I kissed you and flirted with you."

Lin Jin felt a burning heat rise to her throat and cheeks. She immediately pushed Huang Zhendong away, stood up from the table,
forced a smile, and tried to regain some lightness and joy. "I didn't know you could still have erotic dreams when you were burning up like that."

"I'm a curious person. I like my questions to be answered."

Lin Jin avoided his gaze and quickly cleared the table. "You like getting answers to exchange for money.
Believe me, no one will pay you for this answer."

"So, did it happen or not?" Huang Zhendong persisted.

Lin Jin tried to remain calm as she said, "Of course not. Who am I, Lin Jin? No one who has kissed me would
forget ."

Huang Zhendong chuckled. "You're quite confident, aren't you?"

"There's still a lot you don't know about me, isn't there?" Lin Jin smiled sweetly, relieved that
the sexual tension between them seemed to have eased temporarily. She needed to rest.

"You're the same to me," Huang Zhendong said abruptly. Some unfamiliar change was occurring within him,
causing him to instinctively resist. What was it? He didn't want to know.

II. Women are greedy; they always want something more than just sex.

In fact, they didn't really know much about each other. Huang Zhendong thought Lin Jin would keep their relationship
a secret , though that didn't mean he had anything shameful to hide. However, Lin Jin's uninhibited and open introduction of him
to Lin Jue and Lin Yue still surprised him. Of course, considering they met at a shooting club
, it was very likely that Lin Jin was deliberately trying to embarrass him. Initially, Lin Jin firmly rejected the suggestion of gambling together.
It wasn't that he couldn't afford to lose, but his
disastrous was more than just a matter of money. Moreover, Lin Jue and Lin Yue were relentless in their pursuit.

"Don't be discouraged, your skill level isn't bad," Lin Yue said, handing him the target paper with two fingers, "You just
ran into some experts like us."

Huang Zhendong frowned, knowing that her words had a hidden meaning.

"Don't worry, we're medical students, we can be very imaginative when it comes to hurting people," Lin Jue
added left off.

"I think, um... I understand."

Lin Jue and Lin Yue didn't look at each other, but in perfect unison, they raised their hands and clinked them together in the air, making a crisp sound.
Lin Jin leaned close to his ear, smiling and saying enthusiastically, "Are you trying to keep our relationship a secret?
I'm afraid it's too late. Don't be nervous, we haven't done anything inappropriate, just smile." The three
of them were clearly teasing him, their smugness evident.

Huang Zhendong didn't care about the Lin sisters' attitude. He had dated many women, and more or less, they had all...
Those women who claimed to enjoy simple relationships like Huang Zhendong, ultimately demanded commitments.
He always believed women were greedy, always wanting more than just sex, and all he could do was run in the opposite
direction . Linking sex with emotions would only ruin the relationship. He liked Lin Jin,
liked being with her. With her passion and love for life, he could imagine what a wonderful
lover she would be, and their intimate moments were incredibly alluring. Just thinking about it made his penis start to stir.
He never misled her or hid his intentions, so he didn't care about their attitudes towards him.

"Are you free now?" After several busy days, finally having some free time in the evening, Huang Zhendong went straight to Shengyuan without hesitation,
swaggering into Lin Jin's small office.

"Why?" Lin Jin asked without looking up, looking at the various bills on the computer.

Huang Zhendong chuckled. "Am I necessarily up to something? Why can't this just be a friendly
gesture ?"

"Well, I'm busy. I'm busy earning money to pay your rent," Lin Jin replied bluntly.

Huang Zhendong seemed to have anticipated her attitude. He sat down on the sofa, leaned back,
crossed , and crossed his arms behind his head, looking at her thoughtfully. "I have to ask,
don't you get a headache from always wearing your hair up so tightly?"

Lin Jin rolled her eyes. What did it matter to him what hairstyle she wore? "You must be incredibly bored to be
commenting on my hair." Her gaze swept over his neat tie, well-tailored suit, and gleaming
shoes. She wanted to tell him to go put on airs elsewhere, but ultimately refrained from saying it. "Don't you get tired of always playing an annoying
character?"

"This role is perfect for me."

"I see." Lin Jin turned to look at him, naturally crossing her legs, but she quickly realized that this
movement would expose her thighs, so she immediately put them down again.

"Relax," Huang Zhendong said calmly, "I won't jump on you."

"I don't think you will either."

"Go on."

"What about? Next month's rent?"

"Tell me your future plans," Huang Zhendong leaned his head back on the sofa, completely relaxing. "Once
you get the restaurant's renewal contract, if you can get it, what do you plan to do?"

Lin Jin hesitated for a moment, "You already know, to make Shengyuan even better."

"Tell me."

Lin Jin relaxed; this was a topic she was familiar with and willing to share. "I hope to add nutritious lunches in the near future
, featuring noodles with fresh seasonings—all kinds of noodles and seasonings, each with its own unique style."

"Noodles, huh?"

Lin Jin's eyes sparkled with an enticing light, and she said triumphantly, "Noodles
are perfect for a fast-paced life—nutritious and convenient. Just think, they can be cooked in minutes, and then you can just pour on your
favorite seasoning."

"Sounds like a quick and easy plan."

"Of course, to ensure everyone gets the freshest lunch, I can knead and roll the dough on-site, and customers
can even choose the width of the noodles themselves." Seeing that Huang Zhendong didn't stop her, Lin Jin continued to explain, "I will also
offer some other special options, such as egg noodles, buckwheat noodles, macaroni, and so on. Not to mention the surrounding area,
the people working in this building come from all over the country. Every province and city, whether in the south or the north, has
its own local specialty noodles, and we will try them all. Our advertising slogan will be: 'Noodles at Your Fingertips.' What do you think?"
Lin Jin wisely shut up, letting Huang Zhendong give his opinion.

Huang Zhendong didn't change his posture, still leaning back on the sofa. After a pause, he said, "This advertisement
is quite interesting. You've been thinking about it for a long time? Being a boss isn't easy!"

Lin Jin smiled wryly, "I'm far from being a boss. Like any other workplace, it's not
easy to become a manager, especially in the kitchen, which is a man's world. I'm standing here because my grandfather is backing me up. Even
the idea for noodles has to be put on his name first. The reason everyone in the room outside is obedient is simply because
they know my grandfather isn't in good health and asked me to manage things temporarily. I didn't expect that after only a short time, the contract renewal would run into problems."

Huang Zhendong knew she wanted to steer the conversation towards the contract, so he decisively changed the subject, "Your work
will keep you very busy. What about your life? You should always leave some time for yourself to enjoy yourself and have fun."

Lin Jin glanced at Huang Zhendong uncertainly; he hadn't changed his posture but had simply closed his eyes to rest. She
thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth: "Of course, work hard and play hard. That's how the Lin sisters are,
until the right man comes along."

Huang Zhendong became interested, "Hmm? The right man, you already have a concept of this person?"

"Everyone has some idea of their future partner."

"Tell me."

"That's none of your business. My work may be related to you, but life is another matter." Lin Jin refused
without .

"Whether it's relevant or not, I'll decide."

Lin Jin knew he wouldn't give up, so she paused before finally compromising. "As for me, he'll definitely be magnanimous,
understanding , kind, intelligent, and witty. He's someone I know and can trust. Life with him would be easy
and wonderful. He can shoot targets, and of course, most importantly, he can definitely cook."

"Cook?" Huang Zhendong opened his eyes and looked at Lin Jin. "You want a man who can cook?"

"Of course, he understands my work and can help out during the restaurant's peak season."

"Your requirements are really strange. Why isn't sex on this long list? Or do you not care, as long as he's
a saint and a chef?"

"I only answer when you ask," Lin Jin glared at him. "Now you're nitpicking and trying to embarrass me."

Huang Zhendong leaned forward, resting his elbows on his thighs. "Want to know my opinion?"

"No, I don't need your opinion. Just tell me about noodles..."

Huang Zhendong ignored her and continued, "In your criteria for a 'suitable' man, the importance of sex is
severely underestimated. If you have to choose between a man who can cook and a man who can make love, believe me, you'd better
choose the man who can make love."

"Believe you?" Lin Jin repeated, as if that concept was completely foreign to her. "Come on, a
cooking expert is much harder to find than a sex expert."

Lin Jin's attitude infuriated Huang Zhendong. What right did she have to question his judgment!

Huang Zhendong jumped up from the sofa, grabbed her chair armrest, and pinned her down, unable to move. He
bent down, looking down at her condescendingly. "You're so wrong. Cooking is one-sided; you only need to know
what the other person likes. But sex is an interaction. To achieve mutual harmony and enjoyment, that's not a simple matter
."

Their eyes met, and sparks flew in the small room. Lin Jin inwardly cursed, "Huang Zhendong,
one day you'll be killed by your male hormones."

Huang Zhendong smiled. "Are you implying that we'll be incredibly wonderful in bed?"

The gleam in Lin Jin's eyes as she animatedly discussed work was
a captivating charm that Huang Zhendong could feel even with his eyes closed. He wanted her, desperately wanted her, and this couldn't be delayed any longer. But just as
Huang Zhendong was about to kiss her, his phone rang at an inopportune moment. He was instantly furious. He didn't want to pay attention to
anyone else, didn't want to speak, and didn't want to do anything but bring his woman to bed. However,
Lin Jin was already on guard. She quickly took her phone from his pocket, answered the call herself, and handed it to him. Sure enough, the company needed him
to go back for an emergency meeting, and he had to leave immediately.

Lin Jin watched Huang Zhendong leave and breathed a sigh of relief. He was usually very busy, with
a packed , so the two of them didn't see each other very often. However, as she became more involved in Huang Zhendong's
life, she gradually came to understand and appreciate this man. He was never evasive with her or with women, never made excuses,
and never needed to apologize. Perhaps it was an unconscious self-protection, or perhaps it was his natural love of challenges and excitement; in any case
, the result was that he could avoid hurting anyone while also avoiding being hurt himself. Whether it was fair or not, it was
a choice of lifestyle and attitude, and she didn't want to comment. But because of that three-month agreement, she
couldn't help but be on guard every time she saw Huang Zhendong, so even just the short one or two hours they spent together
felt like a battle.

Lin Jin rubbed her sore neck; she needed to relax.

It was past 10 PM when Huang Zhendong finished his meeting, and Lin Jin was already home in bed. He wanted to
call her out for a late-night snack, then go out the next day, and most importantly, find a quiet place to finish the
base-running project. However, the phone rang for a long time without being answered. Just as Huang Zhendong was about to lose his patience, the phone was
finally picked up. He expected to hear Lin Jin complaining about being woken up from her dream,
but instead, he heard a steady stream of music and background noise.

Huang Zhendong was furious. "What are you doing? Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

Lin Jin's slightly drunken voice came through. "Playing around!"

Huang Zhendong frowned. "Where are you?"

"Hanting."

Huang Zhendong's brows furrowed even deeper. "What are you doing there?"

"What can I do here? Listen..." Lin Jin said, pointing her phone towards the lobby. After a while, she
brought it back and said with a grin, "Is the music nice?"

At this moment, a man leaned close to her. "Beautiful lady, let's dance!"

Huang Zhendong heard this too and his heart skipped a beat. He roared, "Are you looking for death, you idiot?"

Lin Jin was immediately disgusted by his words. "I'm hanging up if there's nothing else."

It was already midnight when Huang Zhendong hurriedly entered Hanting. The lights flickered, and the flashing lights accompanied the intense
rhythm of the music. Many people were dancing wildly to the music in the small dance floor. He looked around and quickly spotted
that familiar figure. Lin Jin's body moved smoothly and lightly to the rhythm of the music, shifting, turning, and
leaping. Soon she became the center of attention, with whistles echoing around her. A square-faced
man in a Louis Vuitton shirt approached her and danced with her, his movements becoming increasingly sensual. His hands were eager,
encircling her waist and groping her, his desires obvious. Seeing someone harassing Lin Jin, Huang Zhendong
lost his composure. "Such a beautiful flower," he thought, "I haven't even touched her yet, who has the right to do this?"

Lin Jin closed her eyes, enjoying the rhythm and pleasure of the dance. She had loved dancing since childhood; it wasn't just
exercise, but also a wonderful way to relax and relieve stress. Just as she was about to open her eyes for a
complex step, the hands around her waist suddenly released her. She looked up and saw her dancer stagger
back a step, glaring angrily at her. Lin Jin turned around and saw Huang Zhendong standing there, his face contorted with rage. She was
momentarily stunned.

Without a word to Lin Jin, Huang Zhendong grabbed her and pulled her away. Lu Weinan wouldn't let go, stepping aside to block
Huang Zhendong's path. "You're being very rude!"

Huang Zhendong ignored him, trying to walk around him and continue forward. Lu Weinan grew angry. "What do you mean by this?
Who are you, trying to take A-Jin away?"

Hearing Lu Weinan address him so intimately, Huang Zhendong was instantly enraged, involuntarily clenching his fists. Just
then, a pair of arms blocked his way from behind. Huang Zhendong patiently looked over and saw it was He
Baoshan . He firmly held Huang Zhendong down, preventing him from acting impulsively, and said to Lu Weinan, "Everyone's out to relax on the weekend,
so let's not get worked up. Gao Mingyuan, we're all acquaintances, it's his fault for offending you. Please get a bottle of wine for your table right now."

Gao Mingyuan didn't respond to He Baoshan's explanation, his gaze shifting between Lin Jin and Huang Zhendong. Finally, he looked
at Lin Jin, "Let's see what my nephew has to say?"

Lin Jin rolled her eyes at Gao Mingyuan, "Don't call me that, I started learning from you much earlier."

Gao Mingyuan's lips curved into a smile, and he gestured with his chin towards Huang Zhendong beside her, "You two know each other?"

Ignoring He Baoshan's warning look, Huang Zhendong suppressed his anger and interjected, "She's with me."

Gao Mingyuan narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "Then why did I see her dancing with so many people all night?"

"He can't dance," Lin Jin giggled, "and he didn't want me sitting here daydreaming all night."

Gao Mingyuan snorted and looked at Huang Zhendong with disdain. He walked over and gave Lin Jin a bear hug, patting her head
with a grin , "I'll go see the master with you tomorrow." Then he exchanged a glance with He Baoshan and
turned to leave.

Huang Zhendong shook off He Baoshan's hand and was about to leave with Lin Jin when he was unexpectedly blocked by him.
Huang Zhendong frowned at him, but He Baoshan showed no sign of backing down. Not only that, he pulled
Lin Jin behind him, saying, "I don't care about what happens between you two, but you're not going to
take A-Jin away from me like this." He Baoshan's tone was firm, more of a statement than a threat. Huang Zhendong
was clearly furious, and Lin Jin's drunken state made the implication obvious.

Huang Zhendong finally understood why Gao Mingyuan had retreated so easily. His intuition told him that Gao Mingyuan wasn't someone so
easily dealt with; the real trouble lay here. He realized he had to make a decision immediately. He Baoshan
had helped him out of that predicament entirely for Lin Jin's sake, and the burly man in front of him had only ever stood by Lin Jin's side
. At this moment, he was the boss of Hanting, and also Lin Jin's family. He didn't want to let go of this woman yet, and he
would inevitably have to deal with the people around Lin Jin. If these people always treated him with suspicion and wariness,
it would be very disadvantageous for him. He had to tell her some facts, and he also wanted to know
how Lin Jin would react after hearing these words. "I won't hurt her, I'll just take her away from here." Huang Zhendong paused for a moment and then
slowly added, "She's very important to me."

Lin Jin's drink might have been quite strong, but it didn't prevent her from hearing Huang Zhendong's words clearly. However, she
only let out a hum, either indicating disdain or disbelief. He Baoshan, on the other hand, had a slight
twitch . He stared at Huang Zhendong's eyes for a while, then took two steps back. "You can take her home,
no stopping, no detours, you have an hour and a half." Then he turned to Lin Jin and said, "I'll
call , they're waiting for you at home."

Lin Jin woke up at nine o'clock the next morning. She slowly got out of bed, knowing she didn't have to go to
Shengyuan today and could finish the dozen or so things on her to-do list. After taking a comfortable hot bath, Lin Jin
planned to have a nice breakfast... or lunch, she checked the time and corrected herself. But after looking at the refrigerator for a while, Lin Jin
had to sigh. Sigh, this meal might have to be compromised. These days, she and her sisters had been very busy and hadn't
had much time for shopping. Lin Jin pulled out a carton of yogurt, looked at the expiration date, and pursed her lips. Yogurt,
what's a couple of days past the expiration date? She casually pried open the lid, closed the refrigerator door, and then pulled down the note Lin Jue had left on it,
reading it as she ate. "Ah Jin, you really went wild last night. Tell
us . Also, Xiaoyue and I are home at eight."

Lin Jin frowned and read the note again, recalling how Huang Zhendong had been silent the whole way home last night
, his gloomy face hiding suppressed anger. Lin Jin didn't pay much attention to it; she even pretended
to sleep as soon as she got in the car. In fact, she did fall asleep in the bumpy ride, and her memory of what happened afterward was very vague.
The doorbell interrupted Lin Jin's thoughts. She looked through the peephole and felt a pang of annoyance. If she had been thinking about money earlier,
the person knocking might have been delivering money. She had originally planned to remain silent so Huang Zhendong would think no one was home, but
he had already raised his voice, "Open the door, Lin Jin, I can smell you through the door."

Lin Jin scoffed and opened the door. The two stood on opposite sides, looking at each other. Huang Zhendong
had done more than she had in the morning, but he seemed to have relaxed by now. His hair was a little messy, his shirt was open,
the collar buttons were undone, and his tie hung loosely around his neck, making him look somewhat tired and languid.
Lin Jin sighed inwardly; if you didn't need to get to know him, just observing him would be quite pleasing to the eye.

This was the first time Huang Zhendong had seen Lin Jin dressed casually at home. Her hair was slightly damp, her cheeks were rosy, and she wore
no makeup. She was wearing jeans and a collared sweater, and her bare feet made her appear much shorter than him.
Perhaps because she was at home, he could sense that Lin Jin hadn't erected the walls of wariness and suspicion she used to have in front of him;
she seemed quite comfortable and relaxed.

Huang Zhendong walked past Lin Jin straight to the dining room and placed the takeout he had brought on the table. Lin Jin smiled, tossed aside the
expired yogurt, and picked up a pretty cream pastry. "How many people are you going to feed? You brought so much!"

"Just eat it all." He casually stuffed a shrimp into her mouth.

Lin Jin thought for a moment, then gestured with her chin for him to sit beside her. "I think I should invite you to share
the food with me."

"You're always so understanding."

Lin Jin noticed the sarcasm in his voice, but wasn't bothered by it. She had just enjoyed a relaxing bath
, and with tempting food in front of her, she was in a great mood and didn't want to argue with him. Lin Jin picked out
a few shrimp dumplings and put them on her plate, then ate them heartily. When she was almost finished, she sighed and said, "I just don't like
you."

Huang Zhendong's voice was a little stiff. "It doesn't matter. I don't like you either, especially last night. Stay away from that
Gao Mingyuan. You can't go to Hanting anymore either; it's a mixed bag, not a place for you."

Lin Jin squinted at him. "That's not what we agreed on at the beginning."

"Is that so? Then let's add him in now."

Lin Jin lowered her eyes and bit her lip. She couldn't and didn't want to clash with Huang Zhendong, but she felt extremely frustrated and resentful of his
domineering behavior. She knew that refusing to sleep with Huang Zhendong hurt his pride,
but this shameless approach was undeniably lacking in manners. Lin Jin tried her best to control her anger. "This
has nothing to do with you, and I don't need to explain it to you. However, let me remind you, Gao Mingyuan is my grandfather
's apprentice, and Hanting is Baoshan's territory."

Huang Zhendong didn't seem to care. "So what?"

"I've been there so many times, everyone knows me, I'm perfectly safe." Lin Jin raised her hands, making
a firing motion with a hunting rifle. "Bang! In other words, in Hanting, I'm the 100% hunter,
so I'll not only go there in the future, but I can go whenever I want. Hanting can be considered a lucky place for us sisters; we met Mingyao and
Baoshan I'm even planning to..."

Lin Jin became more and more smug as she spoke, but Huang Zhendong suddenly pulled her close, his arms tightening, turning her towards him and drawing her close,
his hands sliding down her back. Lin Jin immediately felt the powerful aura of danger and anger emanating from Huang Zhendong.
She was startled, not knowing how she had suddenly provoked him. Dealing with his seduction and enticement was one thing, but flying into a rage
was quite another. Lin Jin's first reaction was to break free from his embrace, desperately pushing against
Huang Zhendong to create distance.

Huang Zhendong grabbed her chin, lifting her face and forcing Lin Jin to meet his burning gaze. "Let me make
myself clearer. Lin Jin, the person you want to sleep with is me, and the person who wants to sleep with you is me. If you want to be fucked, it's
me, only me, not anyone else in this world, not even your left or right hands."

In her entire life, never, ever, anyone had ever spoken to her so rudely, vilely, and vulgarly. Lin Jin
was so shocked by his explicit words that she forgot to breathe. When she came to her senses, she immediately slapped him hard across the face. Huang Zhendong dodged it...
Quickly, but because they were too close, Lin Jin's slap still grazed his chin, making a crisp sound.
Lin Jin hadn't realized she'd succeeded when she struck, and couldn't help but look up at Huang Zhendong, a triumphant expression on her face.
"Ha!"

Huang Zhendong felt a burning pain on his face. He glared angrily at Lin Jin, knowing that such a look would
send chills down one's spine, but Lin Jin showed no sign of backing down or fear, instead appearing excited. Before
he could react, Lin Jin's other arm broke free of his grasp and swung at him. This time, Huang Zhendong was prepared,
knowing that if he didn't act, who knew who would end up hurt? He stood up, ignoring Lin Jin's fierce resistance, and
forcefully pulled her against him.

A piercing pain shot through Lin Jin's shoulder; before she could even cry out, Huang Zhendong's hot, firm
body was pressed against her. She was in excruciating pain, yet completely enveloped in the scent of a completely unfamiliar man.
Suddenly, Lin Jin's thoughts were in turmoil, her heart raced, and a burning, restless desire surged in her lower abdomen. This was too
insane . Lin Jin had to stop struggling, panting and trying to find her breath to regain her senses.

Huang Zhendong wrapped his arms around her shoulders, intending to teach her a lesson, but then noticed
a . He was stunned, not expecting that Lin Jin would be aroused in such an extreme situation. Huang Zhendong
secretly shook his head; Lin Jin always surprised him when he wasn't expecting it, he should be used to it by now. He held Lin Jin's body,
increasing his strength to immobilize her. It seemed someone was going to get hurt today.

"You want me to force you? I hope you're ready. I'm never gentle with women." Huang Zhendong's words
were laced with a vicious grin.

It was as if an electric current had been ignited between them, a feeling unlike anything Lin Jin had ever experienced before.
She was terrified, yet also excited and eager to explore. Unwilling to submit to Huang Zhendong,
Lin Jin tried her best to hide her expression and reaction, letting out a disdainful "humph" from her throat. "I
'll wait and see."

Huang Zhendong shook his head, not revealing that he had seen through her bluff. "
What do you hate drinking the most?"

Lin Jin, unaware of the question, remained silent. Huang Zhendong tightened his grip on her shoulder. Her
bones were either already broken or on the verge of breaking. Lin Jin finally couldn't help but cry out, "Soda water."

Huang Zhendong nodded and loosened his grip. "When you want to beg for mercy, just say 'soda water.'
I'll stop as soon as I hear you say that word."

Lin Jin didn't even blink. "Me, beg for mercy? Never with you!" "

Bedroom, kitchen, living room, bathroom, or any order, you choose."

"Ha, you really think highly of yourself. In my opinion, you're only good enough for the entryway."

Huang Zhendong ignored her and simply pulled her head to his shoulder, grabbing her hair with one hand and
forcing her to lift her head. Then, without hesitation, he kissed her deeply, his tongue forcefully opening her tightly closed lips and then probing
deeper , enticing her to open her mouth wide. His large hands pressed firmly against her slightly damp hair. He bent down,
wrapped his knees around her hips, lifted her up and placed her on the dining table, squeezing between her legs. His swollen groin pressed against
the softness between her legs, and he let out a rough, hoarse growl. The heat of desire escalated between them, but Lin Jin
was clearly unwilling to be defeated by passion so easily. Her submissive kiss lasted only a moment before a more intense
resistance , forcing Huang Zhendong to stop kissing and tighten his grip on her again.

He took a deep breath and pulled back slightly. Huang Zhendong could see the same desire in her eyes, but Lin Jin
was hesitant about it, perhaps because he was her opponent, while she had her pride. If he wanted to continue
, he had to subdue her. Huang Zhendong held her tightly, coldly warning, "Lin Jin,
if , I'll go easy on you and let you have some fun; but if you cause trouble and act up, I
'll only care about myself and make you suffer."

Lin Jin couldn't hear a word he said, but she realized that the difference in strength between her and Huang Zhendong was too great, and
there was no way she could break free from his hold. So she screamed loudly, and finally bit his
shoulder. She bit with unusual ferocity, and even through his shirt, Huang Zhendong couldn't help but cry out in pain.
Lin Jin became even more smug, taking advantage of Huang Zhendong's pain to forcefully break free from his embrace.

She quickly stood up and desperately rushed towards the nearest room, hoping to close the door in time to separate them. Huang Zhendong
quickly followed, enduring the pain, grabbing her arm and pulling her back violently, both of them falling to the living room floor. Seeing
Lin Jin casually pick up a sharp fruit knife from the coffee table beside her, her eyes revealing cunning and ferocity, Huang Zhendong
was shocked He quickly used his entire body weight to press down on her, grabbing her wrist and slamming it hard against the ground.
Lin Jin screamed and released her grip. He immediately picked up the knife and threw it aside, then grabbed her hands, twisting them behind her back, and pressed his
knee firmly against her lower back. Lin Jin couldn't move. Only then did Huang Zhendong straighten up, unbuttoning
a few to check his shoulder. Although there was no blood, there were still two clear rows of teeth marks.

Huang Zhendong pressed his knee down. "Okay, the game begins. Remember, surrender when you can't take it anymore."

Lin Jin, bound and powerless, could only curse again: "Bastard, I'll kill you."

Huang Zhendong didn't care. "Oh, really? I'll fuck you."

He used force to lift Lin Jin up and carried her to the sofa, throwing her onto it.
Before turn around, he stepped over her, knelt on one knee on the sofa, and sat on
Lin Jin's lap with the other leg on the ground. Huang Zhendong shoved Lin Jin back down and then grabbed her jeans.
Every time Lin Jin tried to loosen his grip or punch and kick him, Huang Zhendong blocked her. Soon, he pulled
her pants down to her knees.

Ignoring Lin Jin's struggles, Huang Zhendong admired the sight before him with almost worship. Lin Jin's
taut, round buttocks looked neat and comfortable against the backdrop of her small black thong. Because of the struggle, her
clothes were already disheveled, revealing her slender waist and the beautiful curve of her hips. He could easily tear
her underwear , but it would be a shame not to see her put it on again.

Lin Jin felt Huang Zhendong grab her underwear and pull it down. Instinctively, she squeezed her legs together and struggled to
get off the sofa. Unexpectedly, Huang Zhendong didn't violate her further. Instead, he raised his hand and slapped her buttocks hard.
Lin Jin couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"How dare you hit me!" Lin Jin's eyes turned red with anger, unable to believe that Huang Zhendong would do such a thing.

Huang Zhendong completely ignored her, swiftly and decisively pulling down her panties. He then covered, caressed, and squeezed her skin with both hands,
carefully feeling the smooth, undulating contours. When he saw Lin Jin trying to pull away, he immediately raised his hand
and slapped . A red handprint gradually appeared, arousing Huang Zhendong even more. He carefully stroked and played with her,
and after a moment, he slapped her again without hesitation, but this time his hand left as soon as it touched her buttocks.

Lin Jin felt a burning pain in her buttocks, and what was even more unbearable was the shame that followed. If
there were a cliff in front of her, she would jump off without hesitation and end her life. She didn't want to continue like this for even a moment
longer. Those three words were on the tip of her tongue, waiting for her to beg for mercy, but she was unwilling to give in. She wouldn't lose to Huang Zhendong,
not under any circumstances. Lin Jin gritted her teeth and swallowed the words of begging for mercy, but tears uncontrollably
overflowed , streaming down her cheeks and stopping at the corners of her mouth. She licked it with the tip of her tongue; it tasted salty. She burst
into tears, unable to stop.

Huang Zhendong cautiously observed Lin Jin's body language. Perhaps from exhaustion, perhaps from fear, she
had stopped struggling. He released her legs, knowing from the force he had used that they
would definitely be sore and swollen the next day. Huang Zhendong straddled her, one hand patting, tapping, or stroking her, the other hand
pressing on her back, but no longer with force. Instead, he felt Lin Jin's body tense and
relax , her hips heaving more violently. A sense of pride rose within Huang Zhendong;
his woman learned quickly.

Huang Zhendong couldn't resist reaching between her legs, gazing into her most intimate place. Her labia were pink and delicate
, a captivating fragrance filling his nostrils. He slid his fingers down the soft, raised mound to the center, parting the petals
and kneading the extremely sensitive clitoris with varying pressure and angles. Warm, sticky love juice flowed out and dripped onto
his hand. His fingers probed lower, the slight probing causing Lin Jin to gasp. Instinctively, she tightened and lowered her body,
then slightly opened it again, clearly unsure whether it was to escape or to make his actions easier.
Huang Zhendong chuckled.

"Tell me, you like this," he commanded.

Lin Jin's mind had been completely emptied by Huang Zhendong. His slaps were sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes left, sometimes right, the rhythm and
sequence seemingly without any pattern. All she could do was concentrate all her attention on
dealing with the humiliation and pain he was inflicting. Gradually, Lin Jin began to adapt. Not only that, the chaotic emotions and pain slowly
seeped into the depths of her heart, transforming into a stimulating pleasure that made her involuntarily follow his lead.
The sounds emanating from her throat gradually changed from screams and curses to faint moans.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Jin suddenly felt him part her legs, his fingers teasing and caressing her. The strange
sensation made her dizzy, completely overwhelmed. As Huang Zhendong's exploration deepened, she couldn't help but
tremble slightly. Lin Jin knew she should close her legs and end it all before things got completely out of control,
but her body seemed to have lost all strength to resist, only able to obey his guidance and commands. She couldn't even
stop herself from acknowledging the embarrassing, shameful, and humiliating truth.

"Mmm...mmm, I, I like it." Lin Jin lifted herself up and turned back, panting, swaying as she pressed herself
against him, wanting more.

A strand of hair came loose from her head, Lin Jin looked at him, her face flushed, her dark eyes filled with tears and pleading,
more powerful than any words in the world. A tear slid down her cheek and fell onto her heaving breasts. A strange stirring rose in Huang Zhendong's
heart ; he knew that at this moment, no one could stop him from doing
what he was about to do. He stood up, picked up Lin Jin, and carried her straight to her room. He knew where it was when he brought her back yesterday.
His first time with Lin Jin was too important; he had to finish it on a large, comfortable, and soft bed.

As soon as Lin Jin lay down, he took off his shoes and socks, then unbuttoned his cuffs, straightened his back,
spread pulled his shirt over his head by the collar. Huang Zhendong threw the shirt aside and immediately pounced on her,
using his forearms to support himself and prevent himself from crushing her.

"Let me go," Lin Jin hoped her tone would sound more authoritative, but her voice was weak and powerless,
and her body involuntarily began to respond to the wonderful feeling of Huang Zhendong pressing down on her. She felt embarrassed, knowing
she was on the path to surrender. Both her body and mind were gradually dissolving their resistance to him; her confused
emotions almost overwhelmed everything. This was absurd. Lin Jin wanted to push him away again, but met Huang Zhendong's hot and determined
eyes.

"I won't let go."

Huang Zhendong's large hand gently held her head and kissed her tenderly. This time, he merely touched her lips with the tip of his tongue
before withdrawing to allow them both a moment to catch their breath. Lin Jin slightly parted her lips, but he only slid in a little,
slowly and deliberately, teasing her senses like plucked strings on a violin. The room became very
stuffy, and her heart pounded with the heat of Huang Zhendong's breath. Lin Jin lay limply beneath him, her soft
breasts pressed against his chest, feeling each other's equally frantic heartbeats, the blood in their veins surging intensely.

Huang Zhendong pulled his mouth away from hers and looked up at her. Lin Jin's lips were swollen from his sucking
, not to mention her eyes, which were overwhelmed by lust. "I want to look at you," Huang Zhendong murmured, his deep
voice slightly hoarse.

"No—" she protested, her cheeks flushed, feeling his hands further caress her
smooth, satin-like skin, then sliding down to grab the hem of her sweater.

"Why not, baby?" Huang Zhendong didn't understand why Lin Jin, despite the intense sexual tension between them,
couldn't let go of her reserve, as if she wanted to continue her act of force. "You think you can
refuse ?"

Lin Jin bit her lip, finally obediently raising her arms. Huang Zhendong pulled the sweater off her head, and the
warm, fragrant scent of her skin immediately wafted towards him. She turned her head to one side, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand,
thinking that this would avoid Huang Zhendong's blatant gaze, unaware that this posture only made her fair neck and
delicate collarbone appear even more voluptuous. Lin Jin wore a black bra that matched her panties, the soft satin fabric
adorned with intricate lace, her fair, firm breasts and dark rose-like nipples peeking out.

Huang Zhendong almost groaned loudly with pleasure. He grabbed Lin Jin's chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.
"I've wanted to see you like this for a long time." He said, his lips brushing against her bra, then caressing her breasts.
Under his teasing, her nipples quickly became engorged and erect, appearing even more rosy and adorable. Without further hesitation, he swiftly removed
the last of Lin Jin's clothing, lowering his head to half-suspend himself on top of her, his burning lips pressed against hers, licking vigorously, occasionally
biting and rubbing her skin with his teeth, leaving a trail of red kisses and teeth marks.

Huang Zhendong's hands and mouth roamed over her skin, making Lin Jin tremble with nervousness, unable to concentrate. She
had never felt so vulnerable and helpless, nor so vibrant and excited. Huang Zhendong was wild and unrestrained, unleashing all her
passion; desire surged like a tidal wave, a powerful force driving her to crave more. She wanted to urge him to hurry,
but she couldn't breathe properly, the sounds escaping her throat only being soft moans. Lin Jin
reached between their bodies, groping her way to Huang Zhendong's lower abdomen. He was hard and strong, feeling wonderful to touch,
and his patience was driving her mad.

Huang Zhendong almost lost control and quickly grabbed her hand to prevent it from breaching his
defenses . He had just unbuckled his belt when Lin Jin's hand reached out again, helping him loosen the buckle and zip up the zipper, then
pulling down his pants along with his underwear. Huang Zhendong stood up, intending to remove the pants completely, but Lin Jin lifted her leg,
hooked her foot, and pulled the pants down to her ankles. He loosened his leg and kicked the pants off the bed,
leaving them completely exposed. Limbs intertwined, naked, their bodies rubbing against each other, the smooth, delicate touch
arousing them both, making them feel as if they were about to burst into flames.

Huang Zhendong parted her legs, his fingers touching her. Lin Jin's vulva was already slightly open, but she
held her breath, her body tense, as if facing a formidable enemy. Huang Zhendong touched her cheek reassuringly,
"It's okay, don't worry." He then picked up a condom he had prepared beforehand, quickly tearing open the packaging
to prepare himself. He then dug his fingers into her waist, gripping her firmly, while simultaneously thrusting forward. He touched her
soft, slippery entrance, but Lin Jin's body instinctively resisted the intruder, constantly pushing him away.
He continued to push, but she held him tightly, making it difficult to move.

Huang Zhendong groaned loudly, not expecting it to be so difficult. "Oh, baby, it's been a while, hasn't it?"

Yes. "Of course not, it's just that you…you're too…" Lin Jin's forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat, her face flushed red.

Huang Zhendong leaned forward and bit her lip, "What's wrong with me?"

Lin Jin didn't answer, but instead wrapped her arms around Huang Zhendong's waist, moving upwards to embrace his back. He slightly
raised his body to create some distance. Lin Jin reached out again, trying to let him come closer, but he grabbed her wrist and twisted it in his
palm. "Answer me, what's wrong with me?"

"Big." Lin Jin finally spoke, uttering that word softly.

"That's right." Huang Zhendong's hand moved to her back, grabbing her shoulders. "And you, you only have the right to take
."

Every inch of Lin Jin's skin seemed like tangled metal wires, stiff, taut, and intertwined, completely unable
to cope with Huang Zhendong's intimate intrusion. She felt the heavy pressure gradually stretching and unfolding her,
the tender began to burn, and at the same time, warm, sticky nectar flowed out. When he pushed harder, the pressure turned into
sharp pain. Lin Jin held her breath, but Huang Zhendong began to withdraw. What was this? She had waited so
long, refused for so long, and now she didn't want him to leave, didn't want to lose his devouring. Lin Jin raised her legs to wrap around his
waist, preventing him from withdrawing while simultaneously welcoming him, a small cry bursting from her throat uncontrollably.

Huang Zhendong shifted his body, paused for a moment, then embraced her, murmuring words of comfort. At the same time, his lower body slowly penetrated deeper and deeper,
piercing through the barriers within her until he was completely inside her. Lin Jin pressed herself against his shoulder,
clinging to , wanting him to press his weight onto her. She couldn't distinguish between weight and strength; she only felt
her body desperately needing other sensations to distract her. She hadn't expected it to hurt so much, to penetrate so deeply, and his sensation
inside was so hard and swollen, as if he wasn't invading a part, but taking over her entire body and soul
.

Huang Zhendong began to move, applying pressure where she needed it, then gradually increasing his speed. Lin Jin's cheeks
flushed crimson, pleasure and pain intertwined, and soft, seductive moans escaped her throat. She
closed her eyes raised her neck to meet him, her entire body rising and falling with the pleasure within her. An irresistible
heat surged through her, followed by spasms and contractions deep within her passage, releasing waves of heat in the midst of ecstasy.

She writhed violently beneath him, unable to control her short, high-pitched, suffocating screams, her
flushed cheeks a mixture of pain and pleasure. Huang Zhendong watched, his blood surging, stimulated to
the point felt drained. He spread her legs wider, thrusting faster and more fiercely, until with a sudden, powerful
thrust, he ejaculated streams of hot semen amidst Lin Jin's near-frenzied cries.

Huang Zhendong slowly withdrew, the part where they were joined slippery and sticky, the mixed crimson bloodstains a
shocking sight . He ripped off the condom and threw it away, lying flat on his back beside her, limbs outstretched, feeling breathless and
struggling to move. The intense orgasm left him dizzy and unable to recover for a long time. And what about her?
How much pain had she felt just now? How much pain was she in now?

Huang Zhendong took a deep breath, savoring the exquisite moment. As the slippery nectar enveloped the tip of his penis,
he slowly disappeared into Lin Jin's body, the deeper he penetrated, the more indescribable it became for Huang Zhendong. He felt as if he had entered
a slippery, moist, narrow, tight, warm, and soft space, and he was unveiling veils, each
layer adding to his excitement and surprise. When he realized Lin Jin was a virgin, shock and dizziness made his first
instinct to pull away, but her legs hooked around him. She wanted him, her eagerness and desire as intense
as . Huang Zhendong was overjoyed, immediately realizing that at that moment he was willing to give everything for her. He pierced her,
reaching the deepest part of Lin Jin, seeing the shock in her eyes, and feeling the changes within her.

Lin Jin had always kept her decision to give herself to him for some very strong reason. Today, she had finally decided to
give herself to him; it was voluntary, well, almost voluntary. He was overjoyed and triumphant, yet also terrified
. Huang Zhendong tried to consider all the possibilities, but none was more important than this moment. Lin Jin was
inexperienced ; she should have needed hugs, comforting words, and sweet talk, but Huang Zhendong had never done such things either. He never touched
naive girls, always choosing experienced women. This had nothing to do with morality, but rather because inexperience
meant the process would be quite dull.

Huang Zhendong turned his head to look at Lin Jin. In the dim light, her features were somewhat blurred, while the few rays of light
subtly illuminated her skin. He stared, mesmerized, and finally reached out to pull her into his arms, his hands
roaming between her hips and waist. Lin Jin yawned widely, shifting her body to find a comfortable position, then remained motionless,
seemingly asleep. Huang Zhendong broke the silence, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Lin Jin didn't answer. She was extremely tired and only wanted to sleep soundly. Perhaps this was a natural reaction after fear, tension, and
exhaustion ; in any case, she didn't want to immediately and consciously face the world. She vaguely heard
Huang Zhendong asking a question, from afar, but she still heard it, so she forced herself to stay awake and murmured, "He doesn't like you, right?"
Lin Jin buried her face in his chest and wrinkled her nose. There was something more interesting in front of her, much more interesting than his
trivial question. "Dongdong, you smell so good," she murmured, her
deep sleep completely banishing her usual reserve and guardedness.

Huang Zhendong vaguely remembered Lin Jin jokingly calling him that when she was sick, and she was the only
one , especially with that tone—not just what she said, but
the intonation and rhythm of her voice—immediately sending a surge of heat up his spine. "Oh, really?" Huang Zhendong's deep voice
held a hint of joy. "I thought I was terribly awful."

"Yeah, that's right, but you smell absolutely wonderful too."

"I'm so happy."

Soon, Lin Jin curled up in his arms and fell fast asleep. One hand rested on his chest, one leg crossed over his
thigh, her soft hair brushing against his chin. Her gentle breath tickled his chest, making him
unconsciously hold her even tighter. If Lin Jin saw herself like this, and heard her unconscious babbling, she
would surely be filled with shame and indignation, screaming like a banshee. Huang Zhendong chuckled silently, feeling a strange pull between his chest and abdomen. He
hadn't embraced a woman in a long time; while physical intimacy based on physiological needs was plentiful, the tenderness he
felt seemed like something from a very, very long time ago. He attributed this unfamiliar feeling to exhaustion; the climax
, though pleasurable, had been too intense this time. Huang Zhendong wanted to sleep for a while, just like this… lying in bed…
with Lin Jin beside him.

This last thought made him suddenly open his eyes. Huang Zhendong felt a vague unease, as if he knew he had made a mistake.
Their relationship was very simple. Of course, he was very honored to be Lin Jin's first man, but
that wouldn't complicate things. In any case, he wanted to prove that it was just that. Huang Zhendong's mind kept trying to
justify a good night's sleep would dispel the illusions and everything would be back to normal.

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