Lu Chen wrapped his arms around Wang Qingci's slender waist, whispering in her ear, "It has been a long time since I've been in contact with Mr. Wang's body; I didn't expect you to still be so sensitive."
At this moment, a blush appeared on Wang Qingci's face, her eyes filled with the mist of autumn water, and she then said, "Prince, you just like to bully me."
Seeing Wang Qingci's pitiful appearance, Lu Chen completely lost his self-control and pressed her down onto the desk.
...
Meanwhile.
At a certain restaurant opened by Rain-listening Pavilion.
Inside a private room, a stunningly beautiful woman was quietly sipping her tea.
The woman was dressed in a red garment, bordered with golden thread embroidery. Her hair was done up in a bun, adorned with golden hairpins, making her appear noble and elegant.
At that time, an old granny in the private room said to the woman, "Your Highness, do you think the woman we met earlier isn't the true owner behind Rain-listening Pavilion?"