It wasn’t until the man had taken long strides and stood before her that Shi Su snapped back to reality and instinctively took a step back. But there was the curb right beside her feet. If she retreated any further, she’d fall. She couldn’t help but shift her gaze to the side, not knowing if she was avoiding the man’s gaze or the familiar, cool fragrance emanating from him as he approached. Jing Jihan looked down at the little woman whose eyes avoided him and then directly stared at the ground: "Is there money on the ground?" This man was already very tall, and standing so close to her now, it felt like even the outdoor air inexplicably became thin. Should Shi Su not lower her gaze? Must she look up at this nearly 1.9-meter-tall man? Her eyelid twitched, yet she still kept her head down without looking at him: "There’s no money in the sky either, so it doesn’t matter where I look." Saying this, she also glanced around in other directions, finally letting her eyes land on the car parked next to her. Speaking of which, this Bentley model is truly a luxurious and low-key choice, with sleek body lines, entirely in a subdued black, both practical and regal... She didn’t even know what she was thinking, sometimes thinking the car looked nice, sometimes realizing the weather tonight was quite good, then thinking the air was quite alright too. Her mind wandered aimlessly for a long while, yet Jing Jihan didn’t say much. Watching her head turning back and forth, his lips curled imperceptibly. Just a few days ago, she could confront him with a thousand angry retorts. Now, her tongue seemed tied in knots. Standing face to face for a long time, Shi Su couldn’t take it anymore and suddenly took a large step back, retreating to his car as she smiled brightly and awkwardly said, "Are you just passing by?" Jing Jihan spoke blandly: "No." Great, she was once again in a barren conversational state, completely unsure of what to say next. Should she ask about his health since he returned? But considering he recovered well even in such a place, he probably healed faster in a more comfortable environment, so it seemed unnecessary to ask such a pointless question. Or she could say, apologies, it was my mistake to not recognize a great person like you before. Or ask why a big group president like him would drive all the way to such a remote suburb where she lived for no reason? In the past couple of years, their company’s cooperation with municipal planning was on the other side of the new district. Although this was still within Jiang City, it was quite remote, not within the scope of their company’s construction projects. Normally, he shouldn’t be in such a place and wouldn’t have the time to drive by here. So this was not a normal situation. "If you want to see Mianmian, today might not be convenient, the kindergarten teacher just called and said Mianmian has already gone to sleep." Shi Su spoke as if suddenly realizing something: "Oh right, if you’re here to take back the things you’ve used at my house, you can have your assistant come pick them up some other day, I’ve put them in a box, just haven’t found the time to throw them out yet." After she finished speaking, Shi Su quickly distanced herself from his car, looking towards the direction of the neighborhood: "It’s getting late, I’ve been shooting all day and I’m quite tired, I’ll head up now, feel free to do as you please." As soon as she finished her sentence, she turned and stepped briskly to walk inside. She had just taken one step when suddenly her wrist tightened. The warmth of the man’s palm transmitted through her wrist skin, and Shi Su instinctively shuddered, her heart almost stopping, her breath catching, her head not having time to turn before hurrying to break free. After struggling twice without managing to free herself, Shi Su had to turn around and immediately clarified: "The time over the past month I’ll just consider as helping to save another injured rabbit for Mianmian. I don’t want my life to be affected in any way! But just you standing here is enough to have an impact, do you know how scary it is for you to suddenly appear at my door so late at night?" Thɪs chapter is updated by novèlfire.net The man’s figure stood tall right behind her, her wrist firmly locked in his palm. While speaking, Shi Su tried pulling back forcefully, suddenly misstepping on the curb and, losing balance, directly fell into the man’s cool yet warm embrace with the momentum. Her whole face bumped solidly into his chest through the shirt! Shi Su’s brain instantly felt a rush of blood, quickly trying to push him away: "You—" Just as the word ’You’ burst from her mouth, Shi Su suddenly and sharply turned her gaze towards a minivan parked across the street, spotting a long-focus lens poking out through the slightly open window. Her spine went cold, she tried harder to pull her hand back, whispering: "Don’t turn around, someone’s taking photos of me!" Jing Jihan slightly narrowed his eyes. Ever since seeing him today, Shi Su had been like a hedgehog. Now, she suddenly turned her face to avoid being seen from the direction across the street, her struggle gradually becoming more frantic. Seeing that he still didn’t intend to let go, Shi Su grew anxious: "It’s one thing for me to be photographed as an eighteenth-tier small celebrity, but you can’t be photographed. Hurry and leave, what are you waiting for? Scandals involving me..." She hadn’t even finished her sentence when the other hand that was about to push him was suddenly also seized! Shi Su looked up at him in shock, but before she could react, the man directly pinned her against the car door a step away. Before Shi Su could understand what was happening, he looked down at her, his gaze resting on her still surprised face, his eyes calm and clear: "If you don’t want to be photographed, don’t move." Shi Su was almost completely pressed against the car door by the man. Her height, which she thought was standard, seemed tiny compared to Jing Jihan, yet it just happened that she could be mostly covered by his long black coat. In her panic, she looked up, locking eyes with him, Jing Jihan’s deep black eyes staring at her, his hand still holding her wrist, his fingers warm and firm. "You, even if you’re trying to shield me a bit, can’t you not press so close... I’m having trouble breathing..." Shi Su’s ears quickly turned red. Feeling that their posture was excessively intimate, not to mention their bodies almost tightly pressed together, especially with most of her body wrapped under him and his coat, the man’s cool and persistent breath, carrying his unique temperature, filled every space she could breathe. Jing Jihan didn’t speak further, one hand releasing her wrist, and just when Shi Su thought the crisis was over, his hand suddenly rested at her lower back. The atmosphere seemed to change suddenly, becoming an inexplicable intimate ambivalence. Her whole body immediately tensed up, not understanding, she looked up, yet found him maintaining this lowered posture, shielding her in his arms, his dark eyes unfathomable. In the moment Shi Su looked up, her heart fluttered inexplicably. She quickly raised her hand to push against his chest: "They’re also afraid of being discovered, not daring to stay long, they should leave now! Let me go first, I’ll use my bag to cover my face and move into the neighborhood, they probably won’t get much." "Don’t move." The hand resting on her waist held her firmly, and before Shi Su could react, his head suddenly lowered down.