The distance grew closer, and Shi Su took a sharp breath. But just as the man was about to touch her lips, his dark eyes remained unchanged, yet he suddenly turned slightly, his high nose brushed past her cheek, the tip of his nose resting near her ear, and he said hoarsely, "They haven’t left." Shi Su tensed up entirely, her hands that were originally on the man’s chest now forced between their bodies, she instinctively clutched his shirt tightly and closed her eyes. Ever since the incident on Weibo, there have indeed been many people following her recently, many are curious about her background, and her competitors have even sent people to keep a close eye on her. It’s bad enough they’re photographing her alone, she can’t implicate Jing Jihan, and definitely can’t let her background be linked to him! She insisted that someone of his status shouldn’t be appearing at her place, where there’s not even qualified protective measures, allowing cars from who knows where to park across the street and brazenly follow her with cameras. She couldn’t move forward, nor step back! The seconds ticked by, Shi Su didn’t know how long she had been held in the man’s warm, broad embrace pressed against the car door, long enough that she felt she might drown in his warmth, yet the coldness of the car door behind her kept her barely lucid. Until she vaguely heard the car across the road, unable to capture a direct face shot, suddenly drive away. Whether it left for good or was seeking another angle, she indeed heard the car move. She immediately released her grip on the man’s shirt, "They left, right? Can you let me go now?" Jing Jihan’s hand released from her waist. Just sensing the loosening, Shi Su didn’t wait for him to completely let go, she swiftly slipped out from under his arm, holding up her bag to cover her face, carefully glancing across the road, then looked in other directions, giving him a glance uncertain if the crisis was truly over, before pointing towards her house and mouthing, "I’m heading home, bye!" Jing Jihan watched her hurried retreating back, his refined and cold eyebrow slightly moved. After a moment, he saw the light turn on in Shi Su’s home window, Jing Jihan stood tall by the car, then turned to look at the empty spot where the business car had been parked across the street, his gaze reverting to its usual calm. Jing Luozhou had just gotten back home to collapse and suddenly received a call from Jing Jihan, glancing at the time. So late, what instructions could his brother still have? Eager to leave Jiang Jing Ru Hua within a year, Jing Luozhou rubbed his weary eyelids and quickly answered the call. On the other end, Jing Jihan spoke with a very subtle tone, "Since Shi Su is in your company’s production crew, from now until filming ends, any illegally taken photos or videos of her shouldn’t appear in the media, understand?" Jing Luozhou upheld his eyelids, responded with serious efficiency, "Understood, absolutely understood! When actors join a production, they’ve all signed confidentiality agreements. Should any media dare to widespread any spoilery photos or leak actor privacy, we’ll pursue full accountability! We guarantee no negative news or ridiculous scandals will touch Shi Su!" The water in the bathroom had been running for a long time, Shi Su adjusted the temperature a bit cooler than usual, though after showering, the heat behind her ears still hadn’t subsided. Seizing the opportunity while applying skincare, she vigorously slapped her face, from the bathroom out into the living room, still slapping as she went, while looking back toward the master bedroom, thoughtfully gazing at the bed she had reclaimed. It was only after her face stung that she lowered her hands, standing in the living room, she fell into long contemplation. Shi Su considered herself well aware of her situation, not to mention after giving birth to Mianmian, she’d never thought of finding a man for herself again, nor did she want to bring some stepfather into her and Mianmian’s life. Especially because, given Jing Jihan’s stature, she truly needed to remain sober. Why would Jing Jihan show up here late at night without a reason? He likely just wanted to see Mianmian, after all, the deep bond they had established right in front of her, which she couldn’t intervene in, made Mianmian indeed an adorable little girl, it’s not strange to be remembered. It was merely due to the photographers earlier that things unfolded so regrettably... Nothing truly indescribable happened, she wouldn’t dwell on it! Shi Su slapped her face twice more, feeling like she had successfully completed her self-psychological preparation, she returned to the bathroom to blow dry her hair, tidied up, and prepared to go to bed. As soon as she lay down and closed her eyes, the scene of being pinned by the man against the car door, wrapped between his body and the door, replayed sharply in her mind. Shi Su squeezed her eyes shut tightly, and after a few minutes, she suddenly sat up in frustration, staring at the cardboard box she had placed by the cabinet. Sitting on the bed, she furiously ruffled her hair, picked up her phone, opened WeChat, and clicked on the chat with Jing Jihan. Seeing the series of transfer records at the top, she hadn’t accepted them, choosing to let it expire in 24 hours automatically rather than manually returning it, it wasn’t rejecting Mr. Jing too directly. Remembering what she meant to do, she quickly clicked on his avatar to black and delete Jing Jihan’s WeChat, but then recalling what he had said, she hesitated and looked at his initial confirmation message, she sat cross-legged by the bed, pondering deeply. Blocking him was not wise, directly offending Jing Jihan brought her no benefit. Who knows if he’d turn temperamental, saving her from a hot scandal, he could just as easily put her back on one. But his mention of blocking today... Shi Su casually clicked around the WeChat interface, and after a while, suddenly recalled that she had instinctively set her moments to be invisible to him immediately upon adding him as a friend, could he have found out?! The man had only just helped her out of a dire situation, and she had blocked him twice consecutively on WeChat afterward. It surely seemed indeed unkind. With that thought, it seemed reasonable for Jing Jihan to confront her! Shi Su quickly removed Mr. Jing from her blocked list with nimble fingers, muttering "Amitabha, my apologies" as she went, then she lay back down, ready to resume sleeping. Discover more novels at n0velfire.net However, once her eyes closed, the scene of being pressed against the car door by the man returned, Shi Su grabbed the pillow and forcefully covered her face, letting out an anguished groan of conflict—