As the premiere ended, Lin Muci felt so weak from being kissed by Qianhe that she was almost collapsing. The media reporters dispersed one after another.
The entire cinema was empty.
He smiled and held Lin Muci.
The hotel was just upstairs.
His fingertips traced her face bit by bit, from her forehead to the tip of her nose, his expression profound.
A bead of sweat slowly slid from the bridge of his nose onto her cheek. Lin Muci stared at him, her eyes wide. A cold smile played on his lips, and then he leaned in towards her mouth.
She thought he was going to kiss her.
Instead, she heard Ling Qianhe's voice, laced with a hint of laughter.
"What are you expecting?"
Lin Muci's cheeks instantly flushed!
Ling Qianhe hugged her tightly and strode towards the upstairs.
Meanwhile, Zhao Lan, after seeing off the media, returned to look for them. When she found that Lin Muci and Ling Qianhe had disappeared.
Zhao Lan's expression turned strange.
She coughed, unable to hide her smile any longer.
"These two little ones—aren't they a bit too... eager?"
...
The overseas premiere ceremony was held at a famous cinema overseas.
And just above the cinema was a seven-star hotel.
Ling Qianhe carried Lin Muci straight upstairs. She couldn't help but push against his chest, her voice panicked.
"Ling Qianhe, what are you doing?"
"You bastard—let me go!"
Ling Qianhe's dark eyes fixed on hers, and he leaned down, asking her word by word.
"Why are you going to be someone else's fiancée?"
"Am I not good enough?"
Lin Muci was furious, yet utterly helpless against this Ling Qianhe who was acting out his possessive tendencies.
"Get away from me!"
"Ling Qianhe, you bastard—you... you scoundrel..."
Ling Qianhe held her and directly went upstairs via the elevator.
The hotel room door was swiped open by him.
Lin Muci's mind went almost blank until Ling Qianhe carried her onto the hotel bed.
She suddenly came to her senses and gasped.
"You planned this all along?"
"Ling Qianhe, you scoundrel! I... mmmph..."
Her remaining words were stifled in her throat by him.
He kissed her bit by bit.
"What did you think... I was preparing for all this time?"
"When I was rehearsing for the concert, my mind was filled with thoughts of you."
"I was thinking of you so much that I was going mad."
"I was thinking, did I do something wrong? Why does Sister Muci still want to abandon me and find other men?"
He seemed to sigh deeply.
"Later, I figured it out. People like you can't be given chances."
"So—"
His palm gripped her.
He scooped her body into his arms, forcing her against him.
Lin Muci's breath trembled.
She stared blankly at Ling Qianhe. His fingers traced her jaw inch by inch, then her exquisitely beautiful features.
Then he lowered his head and imprinted countless kisses on her lips.
His body was burning hot.
Like a fire, as if instantly turning a person to ashes.
Overwhelming, the entire world consisted only of Ling Qianhe's eyes.
He carried her into the bathroom. Water had been drawn in the bathtub, scattered with flower petals.
She stared with wide eyes, some buried memories of shame resurfacing.
She struggled, wanting to escape his embrace.
He laughed.
"What are you afraid of?"
Lin Muci thought to herself.
Isn't it obvious!
I'm afraid you'll devour me!
She was like a trembling little white rabbit!
But he said.
"It's alright. What if you disappear again? What will I do?"
"A treasure lost and found, I will only cherish it more."
Lin Muci swallowed. In her heart, she thought.
It's unlikely he'll cherish me!
Ling Qianhe's low voice lingered by her ear.
"I remember... in the bathroom of my villa, I once held my Sister Muci. I believe she must have enjoyed it very much and was satisfied..."
Lin Muci's cheeks flushed again.
He looked at her with a wicked smile, his lips curved upwards.
"If that wasn't you, why are you blushing?"
It was as if countless fireworks exploded in Lin Muci's mind!
Her eyes were glazed and wide, and his fingers traced downwards along her face. As that divine, handsome face drew closer to hers, she heard his sigh, like spring raindrops.
"I miss you so much."
"Never leave me, forever."
"Okay?"
...
Ling Qianhe placed her on the bed.
He turned to take a shower.
When he returned, the girl was already sound asleep on the bed.
A faint smile touched his lips. He gently kissed her forehead.
He truly didn't want to drive her away again.
He couldn't bear that kind of pain.
He got up. A phone rang on the balcony, and he answered.
"Ling Qianhe, did you help the little police officer get out?"
"I'm telling you... the past is the past. Chasing after it is futile."
Ling Qianhe lowered his head, a hint of coldness appearing on his face.
A moment later.
He seemed to let out a dismissive, cold laugh.
"Your business with Gou Hongguang, what do you think the shareholders of the Ling family would say if they knew? You still hold a position among the shareholders because you are Mrs. Ling. But if you lose that title..."
His voice was extremely cold, making one feel a shiver of dread for a moment.
Mrs. Ling was furious on the phone!
"You hired people to monitor me?"
Ling Qianhe replied coldly.
"What, are you afraid of your past scandals being known?"
Then he hung up the phone!
But he was sure Mrs. Ling would call again.
Let her be in a frantic state for now, let her experience the taste of anxiety!
Then Ling Qianhe turned to look at Lin Muci and walked over to embrace her. The scent from her hair wafted up.
His empty heart felt as if it were instantly filled with warmth.
He snuggled closer to her, worried about waking her.
"Sister Muci..."
His voice lingered.
"I love you so much."
"Let's... be together forever."
"Stay by my side always."
"Okay?"