Chapter 41: That subtle feeling

Qiao Hanye willed himself to keep his cool. He Lanjin's fingertips seemed to be flowing with electric currents, burning the skin where she touched him.

"Where were we? Ah, yes. Applying medicine? You, come here." He Lanjin said, not wanting Qiao Hanye to see that she had lost her composure.

He Lanjin let go of Qiao Hanye's wrist and pulled herself away, only to discover a little too late that his pants chain got snagged on her sweater. When she retreated, she pulled Qiao Hanye with him.

He Lanjin drew back with such force that she and Qiao Hanye both fell on the soft bed.

Qiao Hanye fell on top of He Lanjin, his thin lips pressed against her forehead. He Lanjin could feel her heart pounding on her chest.

Qiao Hanye turned over and sat up. He had an awkward expression on his face, and his ears turned red. He held out his injured palm in front of He Lanjin and said, "Help me apply the medicine."

He Lanjin's face was as red as fire, but she acted as if nothing happened. she got up from bed, took some antibacterial ointment from her cabinet and applied some on Qiao Hanye's wound. "How can the cut be inflamed when it's actually fine?" He Lanjin asked, one eyebrow raised. "You didn't cause the swelling on purpose, did you?"

Qiao Hanye looked at his palm, not saying a word.

He Lanjin's fingertips were long and slender, treating his wound as if she were playing the piano. Qiao Hanye fixed his silent black eyes on her face, wondering why her every touch made his body inexplicably hot.

"It's done." He Lanjin said as she finished bandaging Qiao Hanye's hand. Qiao Hanye nodded, trying to hide the strong desire he was feeling. He stood up, picked up his coat and walked out to the balcony. He disappeared the same way he arrived, as silent as the night.

Qiao Hanye's scent lingered in the room. No matter how the wind blew into the room, He Lanjin could still smell him.

Outside the He residence, a Rolls-Royce was parked by the roadside.

Han Beicheng was leaning against the car, playing a game on his phone. When he heard footsteps approaching, he put away his phone and respectfully went forward. "Master," he said in a low voice, "when Nan Feng arrived, Miss He's people were burning down Lu Zifan's office. Nan Feng finished the job by blowing it up."

"Also, the people who attacked you outside the theater last night were all disposed of. Not a single one was left," Han Beicheng continued. They did not need to keep anyone alive to ask questions. No news could escape them.

Qiao Hanye was silent. He got into the car without saying anything.

Han Beicheng drove toward Scenery Garden. He scratched his nose and looked at his master through the inside rear view mirror. Qiao Hanye was looking at the bandage on his palm, as if studying it. After a few seconds, he pulled the bandaged off, stared at the wound and laughed. He leaned against his seat with a smile on his face and closed his eyes to rest.

IN THE HE RESIDENCE.

After taking a shower, He Lanjin went out to the balcony to enjoy the cold wind. The air was still filled with Qiao Hanye's scent.

He Lanjin turned her head and looked at the window next door. If she remembered correctly, He Ruoxue and Zhao Yuyi were sleeping in the same room tonight. Could they be cheating on Lu Zifan?

He Lanjin checked her phone for the latest news. The fire in the CEO office of the Lu Corporation made the headlines. The glass windows had been blown up, and the whole office was destroyed. The police were yet to find who the perpetrator was. Lu Zifan's car had crashed into the stinking ditch on the way to his office, but his life was not in danger.

He Lanjin laughed at the image of Lu Zifan's car going out of control and rishing into the stinking ditch.

Lu Zifan was popular for his ability to strategize. What would people think about this mishap? What a funny thought; the highly reputable young master falling into the stinky ditch and smelling bad all over.

The next day, even more surprising news shook the entire Jiang City.

Overnight, the Shengshi Group, an unknown group of companies, appeared out of thin air and forcefully acquired many industries in Jiang City. In one night, they became the number one company in Jiangcheng, pushing the Lu Corporation down to second place and causing a stir throughout the city. The Shengshi Group stood tall in the golden zone of Jiang City, looking down on the entire city like some important deity.

"Ah Jin," came He Wenqing's voice as he knocked on He Lanjin's bedroom door. She opened the door to see her father dressed neatly, hair slicked back with oil. He entered her room without ceremony, saying, "Lu Zifan will surely seek you out to talk about the wedding. Listen carefully and heed what I say. You have to delay the wedding. The financial situation in Jiang City is unstable as of the moment. It looks as if something big is going to happen to the Lu Corporation."

He Lanjin looked at He Wenqing, who was so anxious that his face had turned into the color of a pig's liver. She asked, "Oh? Then whom did you find? How much are you prepared to sell me for this time?"

"Could you possibly be preparing to find and meet the boss of the Shengshi Group?" He Lanjin asked sarcastically.