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Blackened Male God, Bye Again [To Be Deleted]

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The Jilted Second Young Master (25)

Instantly, Song Jia's heart ached after hearing his words.

She reached out to cup his cheeks.

"Yitian, that's not true. What made you think like that?" She pinched his cheek.

Lin Yitian slowly raised his head and met her clear eyes.

"Banish those stupid thoughts from your head. You're 'special' not because of your condition, but because you're an important person to me. I am very willing to stay with you, you have to always remember that."

Song Jia lowered her eyes. She was willing, but the host's sick body wouldn't have allowed her to stay for long.

Hearing her words, Lin Yitian gave a sigh of relief. He fell on the seat beside her and pulled her body into his arms.

"You won't mind that I'm sick?"

"Those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind." She snuggled closer to him and hugged his waist. "I don't mind."

Lin Yitian kissed the top of her head and smiled happily. Because he had been bathing using Song Jia's shampoo and soap for the past few days, they almost smelled exactly the same. It gave him a strong sense of belonging.

He wished these kind of moments with Jia would never end.

...

Song Jia got dragged by Lin Yitian as soon as they finished eating dinner. She was surprised to see that he was leading her to his room, not hers.

"Jia." Lin Yitian smiled at her, and pulled her inside.

Song Jia blinked. Didn't Wang Han say that Lin Yitian didn't allow anyone to enter inside his bedroom?

When Song Jia finally laid her eyes inside Lin Yitian's bedroom, her jaw nearly dropped in shock. His bedroom was practically a small house all by itself.

Gray couches placed opposite a rectangular electrical fireplace, where above it stood rows and rows of shelves filled with books. Adjacent to this mini 'living room' was a thin and wide aquarium, which spanned the length of an entire wall. The aquarium separated the actual bedroom, and there was a short flight of stairs to the side that a person had to climb to enter.

Like an excited child showing off his favorite toy, Lin Yitian eagerly dragged Song Jia inside the bedroom before she could even finish looking at everything. Inside the actual bedroom, Song Jia couldn't see the other side of the aquarium anymore. It was because it was covered by an equally wide TV screen.

And of course, facing the TV was the king-sized bed. There was actually a water dispenser by the side, which made Song Jia rub her nose. When was that placed there?

Lin Yitian showed Song Jia the walk-in closet where she would transfer all of her clothes, the large bathroom, and the hidden stairs to the telescope in the cupola. But Song Jia's eyes could hardly take in anything anymore, and her head was dizzy just thinking about the amount of money he must have spent.

"Yitian, how much money do you make?" Song Jia finally asked after Lin Yitian finished his tour.

Although Lin Shenglan would definitely not give Lin Yitian a salary that was bigger than his own, according to the accumulated wealth of the Lins and how big their company was getting, it was probably still a large number.

Song Jia had guessed correctly. When she heard Lin Yitian say a number followed by a long string of zeroes, she mentally converted it to the currency of the 23rd century and estimated what she thought he would get if he had been living in her era.

Song Jia's eyes turned red.

She could finally understand why her senior transmigrators would risk their lives just to stay in another world!

Comparing it to her professional salary as a transmigrator...ai, ai, it was basically a drop of water in the ocean, a grain of sand in the desert. Here she was literally selling her soul to her devil boss, but all she got were mere leftovers.

Lin Yitian was confused why Song Jia suddenly became sad. His heart jumped, thinking of what he had been planning on doing tonight. Her light kiss earlier had made his blood boil hot, making him restless.

Did Jia find out about his impure thoughts?

Bearing a guilty conscience, Lin Yitian prepared her a bubble bath with floating flowers. He looked at her expectantly. Song Jia merely plucked one of the rose petals and sighed heavily.

"Life is a bed of roses for wealthy people, easily viewing everything in rose-colored glasses.....while the poor could only injure themselves on their thorns, and become fertilizer for them. Tsk, such is the fate of the less fortunate."

Song Jia pursed her lips and glanced at Lin Yitian, heavily shaking her head.

Lin Yitian felt that he was standing on a cliff, so he quickly switched sides. He earnestly told her, "Jia, I'm also poor."

Song Jia, "..."

Brother, if you want to lie, at least take off that bathrobe made of Egyptian cotton first.

In the end, Lin Yitian could only abandon his plans on bathing together with Song Jia. He didn't make any naughty moves while they were sleeping either. He knew that she was feeling sad and it wouldn't be the right time to start the primordial creation of Xiao Hua.

While Song Jia was sleeping deeply inside his arms, Lin Yitian pouted his lips above her head. Why didn't his mother let him meet her earlier?

Had they met three, no, four years earlier, Xiao Hua would have been three years old by now. Lin Yitian felt aggrieved.

Little daughter, when are you finally going to come home?

...

The next day, Rong Jingfei came to visit Song Jia for their planned afternoon tea. Song Jia felt that there was something that was bothering her, so she listened patiently while Rong Jingfei babbled to her about random things and fidgeted.

After waiting for about half a day, Rong Jingfei finally opened her mouth and stammered, "Qiqi...if you find your fiancée's secretary inside his hotel room, do you think...do you think there was something going on between them?"

She quickly added, "But they were inside his study though!"

Song Jia's eyes sharpened. She had never liked Lin Shenglan much. Bullying this grandma's fiancé, did he think he had lived for too long, or did he want to court death?

Oh, it must be both~

"Sister Rong, can you describe to me everything that you had seen?"

After Rong Jingfei finally went home, Song Jia went off to find Lin Yitian. She had promised to investigate this for Rong Jingfei, and it was also time for her to switch with Su Qi. Nie Poan's therapy session with him would start tomorrow.