She lifted her beautiful face, flashing a seductive smile.
Nan Gong Yehen was momentarily stunned.
A flicker of determination passed through Chu Lingzhi's eyes as she reached out and grabbed his precious spot.
The man's body trembled, his brows shooting up as his face instantly darkened.
Huo Luan stood dumbfounded, staring at that fair little hand.
She... she... she dared to grab the master's lifeline in broad daylight?
Chu Lingzhi's smile remained utterly bewitching. "I told you, once I find him, I'll twist it off!"
Nan Gong Yehen lowered his head, casting a cold glance at her small hand.
He curled his lips into a wicked grin. "Twist it off, and I'll die."
Chu Lingzhi gritted her teeth. "That's exactly what I want!"
"How dare you! Stop right now!" Huo Luan, worried Nan Gong Yehen might get hurt, stepped forward and barked at Chu Lingzhi.
"Get lost!" Nan Gong Yehen shot him a sharp glare.
"Yes, Master!" Huo Luan retreated far away.
Nan Gong Yehen pinched the woman's fair and delicate chin, tilting her face up. "Kill me, and you won't live either."
"..." He was right—if she killed him, she wouldn't survive.
"You see your son as your everything, so you wouldn't do something so foolish."
"..." Of course, she wouldn't be stupid enough to throw away her life for an irrelevant man.
Nan Gong Yehen flashed a mesmerizing smile, one that could enchant anyone, yet carried a hint of wickedness.
"You can't bear to twist it off—it has many uses."
With that, he lightly pecked her lips.
To outsiders, they looked like a dazzling, loving couple. But in reality—
Chu Lingzhi smiled slyly, tightening her grip. "It may have many uses for you, but to me, what you have, other men have too."
Held like that, Nan Gong Yehen felt a bit uncomfortable. "Woman, if you don't want me to devour you right here, let go now!"
Hearing this, Chu Lingzhi's eyes widened as she remembered they were by the fountain in the hotel square.
It wasn't crowded here now, but that didn't mean no one was around.
Her cheeks flushed, and she quickly released her grip.
Shock and anger had made her forget the setting.
Chu Lingzhi let go, pulled herself out of Nan Gong Yehen's embrace, and glared at him with fury.
Nan Gong Yehen raised his hand, and Huo Luan understood, immediately presenting the agreement.
The man smiled enigmatically. "If you're smart, sign the agreement."
"I won't sign!"
"Signing it won't do you any harm."
"I won't sign!"
"Fine, if you don't..." Nan Gong Yehen curled his lips. "Get ready to be separated from your son."
Chu Lingzhi's face changed drastically. "Nan Gong Yehen, you bastard! I'd rather die than be separated from my son!"
"Sign it." He wouldn't let her die.
He had investigated—across the entire Wu Kingdom, only she had the best genes, only she didn't reject his essence.
To be precise, only she could carry on the Nan Gong family line.
Such a unique woman—it would be a shame if she died.
………………
Chu Lingzhi opened the door and walked in.
The little boy standing in the living room drinking water saw her, put down his cup, and rushed over to hug her leg.
"Mommy, you're back! Two days and one night apart—I missed you so much!"
Chu Lingzhi looked at her son in her arms, her face full of worry, as if she was about to cry.
Chu Junyu looked up and noticed her expression, puzzled.
He blinked his bright, dark eyes and asked innocently, "Mommy, did something big happen?"
"Baby, I sold myself."