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Zheng Tong was chatting casually at the banquet table with several elders, including Zhou Jiajia's parents.
Zheng Tong and Zhou Jiajia were already preparing to get engaged, and both families had met.
In recent days, the parents had been discussing the engagement date and preparations.
Zhou Jiajia was carefree, spending her days playing, while Zheng Tong was diligently making arrangements.
His steady and mature personality was favored by the Zhou family, especially by Zhou Jiajia's grandmother, who was kindly chatting with him at that moment.
However, their conversation was abruptly interrupted by the hurried arrival of Zhou Jiajia.
"Zheng Tong, come here," she called from a distance without approaching him.
Zheng Tong turned his gaze, looking at her with confusion.
She stood there, her face showing an unnatural flush. She fanned herself with her hand while anxiously hoping he would come over.
Zheng Tong frowned, thinking she had gotten into trouble again with Cao Yun. He did not like Cao Yun; his playful nature combined with the lively Zhou Jiajia could cause chaos.
Moreover, who would have a favorable view of their rival?
Still, he stood up, apologized to Grandma Zhou, and slowly walked toward her.
Zhou Jiajia watched him as he approached in a deep blue suit. He stood tall and looked outstanding as he made his way through the crowd step by step.
However, his expression remained as indifferent as ever.
With just one glance, Zhou Jiajia knew he was angry.
Zhou Jiajia helplessly pouted; she understood why Zheng Tong was upset.
He was jealous.
He hated it when she hung out with Cao Yun. Every time she went out with Cao Yun and the others, she often didn’t come home until late at night.
And each time she returned home, she would find him sitting in the living room with the lights off, like a ghost, silent and still.
His expression was always like this.
Cold and unfamiliar, with a hint of anger lurking beneath.
But ever since she realized this, she hadn’t gone out with Cao Yun again.
Today’s outing was just a coincidence; everyone gathered together and jokingly suggested they go tease Shu Ran and Qin Xian.
This was a rare opportunity; how could she bear to miss it?
Moreover, he clearly hadn’t opposed it before, yet now he was putting on this expression, deliberately trying to make her angry.
She pouted in grievance and dissatisfaction, stomping her foot hard to vent her frustration onto the floor.
But she forgot that she was wearing eight-centimeter high heels; with that stomp, she nearly twisted her ankle.
“Ah…” Zhou Jiajia gasped in pain.
In the next moment, her ankle was wrapped in a pair of warm hands. He crouched beside her foot, slowly rubbing and carefully checking if her ankle was sprained or swollen.
Fortunately, she had not injured herself with that kick.
When he stood up to speak to her, he noticed her face was flushed, almost as red as a tomato.
Even her ears were bright red, and she felt hot all over, her mouth dry. She swallowed silently.
Zheng Tong was puzzled, thinking she might be sick, and reached out to touch her forehead.
To his surprise, when he made contact, Zhou Jiajia reacted as if she had been shocked, raising her hand to slap his away.
The sound was too loud, drawing the attention of those around them, and the two became the center of focus instantly.
Zhou Jiajia suddenly felt extremely embarrassed. She awkwardly smiled at the crowd while pulling a frowning Zheng Tong away in a hurry.
It wasn't until they reached the corridor outside the Banquet Hall that she finally released his hand, panting heavily.
"Zhou Jiajia, what are you doing?" Zheng Tong asked in a low, cold voice, suppressing his emotions.
The entire evening had left her utterly confused.
One moment she called him over, then told him not to touch her; now she had dragged him to this dark end of the corridor without saying a word.
Only her big, shiny eyes remained fixed on him in the darkness, filled with a complex emotion that felt all too familiar. It seemed like...
Hmm?
His cold lips were suddenly blocked by a soft warmth as she took the initiative to extend her tongue, tempting him to sink into the moment with her, continuously launching her attacks.
She had never been this proactive before, but today, the impact of Qin Xian's ambiguous and flirtatious scene had completely driven her mad. All she wanted was to kiss him, and even more.
She kissed him passionately, consumed by desire, both of them feeling overwhelmed. Her voice uncontrollably sultry, she said, "Zheng Tong, I want you."
Meanwhile, around the corner of the hallway, a frail figure leaned against the wall, looking awkward and astonished.
Shu Ran had originally intended to step out for some fresh air and relieve her boredom.
She had been walking slowly down the corridor when she unexpectedly stumbled upon such... a scene, causing her to hurriedly hide to the side.
Shu Ran's heart raced rapidly; half of it was due to nervousness, fearing they would discover her and interrupt them.
The other half was for Qin Xian.
From a distance, she saw Qin Xian exit the hall and head in her direction, searching for her.
She thought to herself that it was bad news; if Qin Xian arrived, he would definitely find her and witness their passionate kiss.
That moment would surely be as awkward as it could get.
No way!
Shu Ran quietly stood up and cautiously peeked out to catch a glimpse of the two entangled figures, realizing they were still lost in their own world.
She quickly seized the opportunity, lowering her head and briskly heading in the direction where Qin Xian was approaching.
After walking several dozen steps, she finally rushed in front of Qin Xian.
Qin Xian was startled by her sudden appearance. He looked up and saw her forehead glistening with cold sweat, struggling to catch her breath. He hurriedly asked, "What happened?"
Shu Ran shook her head vigorously. "It's nothing, nothing."
From her appearance, it was clear that something was wrong. He raised an eyebrow and subtly glanced in the direction she had come from.
In the next moment, his eyes were covered by a pair of soft, delicate little hands.
"Don't look!"
Her tone was firm, but her voice was soft and sweet, lacking any intimidation.
However, Qin Xian just smiled without saying a word, patiently going along with her as she did as she pleased.
While covering his eyes, Shu Ran pulled his hand to lead him in the opposite direction.
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