Same Place Not Same Bed

Chapter 9

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She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "You worry about yourself first. How did you do this? How will you compare in the next game?"

"By comparison, it's not like I haven't encountered it before." He said nonchalantly, "Those who hide in the dark and threaten are just cowards, there's nothing to be afraid of."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Li Yongxuan couldn't help but stop, "Your attitude is useless! It's better to keep a low profile—"

"I'll tell you how to be low-key. It's just handing over to others and not even fighting, so that there will be no threat or danger." He was slightly excited. "Isn't it safer to just lie still and wait for death as soon as you are born? If that's the case, what's the difference between being dead?"

Although it was not appropriate, Li Yongxuan was actually amused. Angry and funny, I should say; this arrogant and proud man!

Mai Weizhe stared at her angry and funny expression, and the lines of Jun's face softened a little.

"Mr. Mai—" the staff next to him reminded in a low voice.

"Well, yes." He nodded knowingly, and said to her, "I should go. Are you going to the next game? Or are you going back?"

"I'll go." She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Come on, please. Our director hasn't seen all the good things about the skating team, so I hope you will..."

Hearing her mention Liang Wenhe, Mai Weizhe's face became cold again.

"Is this what you mean by 'special mission'? To give you face in front of the director?" The low voice, as cold and sharp as a skating blade, penetrated her eardrum directly. "It's none of his business whether he's good or not? He doesn't want us to do commercials and spokespersons for his sports center, so why bother?"

"You..." She was anxious and wanted to explain, but because there were too many people here, she couldn't say it. Glancing nervously at the security personnel beside her, she explained reluctantly, "It's a bit complicated. I'll find a time to tell you another day. Which hotel will you go to instead?"

"Miss—" The staff stopped again.

"Sorry, I don't even know about it myself," said Mai Weizhe coldly.

"Then I'll call you again..."

He stopped talking, looked at her coldly, and then threw a mindless question: "Did you drop something?"

What? Li Yongxuan blinked, but didn't understand.

Seeing her still bewildered, he suddenly felt sullen, and the hand in the jacket pocket clenched the... silver ring in the palm of his hand.

Obsessed with this? Don't you even know you've lost something

"You don't even know where you left your three souls and seven souls." He blamed her in disgust.

"Mr. Mai, we really need to leave." The staff member said firmly, posing for him to move to the side door.

"Ah, my silk scarf!" Li Yongxuan suddenly exclaimed when he asked.

It was a gift she bought for herself when she found her first job. Over the years, she has accompanied her in many conference rooms, and tonight she also dressed up to attend the director's appointment; at this moment, the chill on her neck is gone, and it is gone!

It should have fallen in the restaurant, I wonder if the director saw it? She quickly found the phone to dial. Called the restaurant first - it was closed, of course. Then call the hotel where the director is staying, and transfer to the room...

Both of them turned around, facing different directions; and when Mai Weizhe walked out the door, he looked back and saw that she was holding a mobile phone and speaking seriously, and she promised—

"Really? Thank you. I'll be there tomorrow morning... eh? The director has to leave early in the morning? Leave the trouble to the hotel's counter... Now? You want me to come over now?"

It's so late, she still has to go to the room of Director Liang's hotel, which is like a wolf and a tiger

Does she know what "sheep into the tiger's mouth" is

His hands were in his pockets, clenching tighter and tighter, the rings were embedded in his palm, and there was a dull pain.

With his lips pressed tightly, Mai Weizhe boarded the car and left under the escort of everyone.

【Chapter Four】

Not long after, Li Jixuan came to the door of the business suite of the five-star hotel. He raised his hand, but hesitated, not knowing whether to ring the bell or not.

Because someone's face kept popping up in her mind.

His expression was mixed with puzzlement, disappointment, and even a little bit of anger, which was far from the usual ruffian look. In the end, he left without looking back, leaving her inexplicably concerned and anxious after hanging up the phone.

Let's fight fast! If the matter is not resolved, can we rely on others? She rang the bell by the door.

After waiting for a while, I pressed it again, but there was no movement inside. When she was about to give up and wanted to turn around and leave, the heavy door opened.

"Hey, you are really here." Liang Wenhe held the door and said with a smile, with a surprise.

At the same time, a smell of alcohol came in. Li Yongxuan frowned subconsciously and took a step back.

"The director is resting? I'm sorry to bother you, I'll take my things and leave—"

Liang Wenhe tilted his head, as if he could not understand her words. "So outside? Didn't we have a nice chat tonight? Come in and sit down, eh?"

"Really don't bother, my silk scarf—"

Liang Wenhe turned around and made a "please come in" gesture, and walked away on his own. "The silk scarf is on the table over there, go get it yourself."

Sure enough, her silk scarf was on the marble-topped dining table. She took it in the past and wanted to leave.

"Everyone's here, let's have a drink with me. You didn't drink a drop of wine for dinner, it's a little disappointing." He poured two glasses of wine and said behind her.

"But, it's too late..."

"What if it's late? Is someone waiting for you?" he asked casually.

This sentence pierced the heart like an arrow. Yes, no one really waited for her.

It was only because her parents died when she was young that she was raised by her aunt; her aunt, who was single all the time and who was not very old at the time, was not easy to raise a young niece. Therefore, Li Yongxuan has never had the warm treatment of family waiting for the door.

Seeing that her face was a little gloomy, Liang Wenhe smiled and handed her a glass of red wine. She shook her head and declined, and the red wine was placed on the table.

"Sit down with me, I want to chat with you for a while." He walked to the luxurious lambskin sofa and sat down, patted the seat next to him and motioned her to sit.

But didn't we just chat at dinner? And then the topic was clearly cut off. The identities and positions of her and Mr. Liang are too different, and their lives have no intersection at all, so they can't talk hard at all.

"I'm surprised you're twenty-nine, you really can't tell." After taking a sip of wine, Liang Wenhe said, breaking the silence.

His smile is still very attractive, and his slightly squinted eyes are full of electricity, but Li Yongxuan just can't relax. Her back was as straight as an arrow, and she twisted the silk scarf with both hands, pulling it tighter—

"Don't be so nervous." Liang Wenhe leaned over, patted her hand, then picked up her wine glass, put it on her lips very thoughtfully, and coaxed softly, "Come on, take a sip, take it easy."

"I really don't need it!" She was so frightened that she leaned back, and while panicking, she shook her head violently to refuse.

When she touched it, Liang Wenhe didn't take it properly, and the wine spilled out, soaking her chest!

The small black silk dress was wet and pressed tightly against her chest, revealing the round and plump curves, with a few drops splashing on the side of her neck, and the dark red wine liquid made her skin even whiter.

Liang Wenhe got closer, almost sticking to her. His lips touched her jade neck, and with a smile, he gently sucked the drop of wine.

"The skin is so tender! It's not like twenty-nine at all," he murmured. "You're a mature little woman. Can you stay with me tonight?"

Li Yongxuan's mind was completely blank for a moment. crash. Unable to respond.

Is this person... the person she has had a crush on for years? If she really has love for him, isn't this a logical good opportunity

But... why did she get goose bumps all over her body, and her neck felt like she was touched by a caterpillar? !