"So you think someone was behind He Xinlan's actions?" Zhuo Jingren asked while watching Lily comb her hair as she walked towards their bed.
"That is the only reason I can come up with that makes any sense. He Xinlan is a doctor. Drunk driving? I don't think she is that dumb. Did you see Yang Lina and He Yuyan's state? They were a mess…" She slowly sat on the bed next to Zhuo Jingren. "It was not an accident. It was an attack, and I was the target."
Zhuo Jingren fell into a deep silence when he heard Lily's words. His smooth brow slowly became rumpled as he threw back the covers and climbed out of bed. He walked towards the desk in their room and opened his laptop.
"What's wrong?" Lily asked as she followed him towards the desk. She then looked at Zhuo Jingren's laptop. "Information on the Mu Family?"
"Hmmm… I asked Jichen to get this information when we were investigating what happened to you seven years ago."
"He Xinlan is a very deep woman. She is a doctor with lots of secrets." Zhuo Jingren said. "However, what made me look into this again is this one photo of her enjoying coffee with Tang Lingyun and the Madam of the Qin Family from Mainland China. As you know… the Qin Family in Hong Kong is like a branch family of the Qin Family in Shanghai, China."
"Hmmm… I am aware." Lily stared at the photo of the three women having a casual coffee with lots of shopping bags next to them. They must have shopped together and then decided to have coffee afterwards. "They seem to be quite close."
"Exactly," he nodded. "Don't worry, I will ask Jichen to investigate when he returns next week."
"Alright," Lily nodded before she suddenly sat on Zhuo Jingren's lap, making him close his laptop and stare at her.
"You are not only good looking, you're also smart and dangerous. I think I am a very lucky woman," Lily mused, instantly earning a grin from him.
"You really think I'm handsome, don't you?"
"I believe the term that I used was 'good-looking'. "
"Is there a difference?" Zhuo Jingren countered before giving her a small kiss on the neck.
"Well handsome is…"
"Oh… you want to quibble?" Zhuo Jingren raised an eyebrow.
"No… what I want right now… is to make love to you." Lily's words surprised her but the glimmer of desire that flashed in her eyes was enough for Zhuo Jingren to smile at her. Leaning in, with one hand holding her face, Zhuo Jingren lightly brushed his lips against hers.
Lily's eyes instantly darkened. How could a man be this beautiful and dangerous at the same time? Zhuo Jingren must have realized what Lily was thinking because he smiled. Lily had seen him smile every day since this man came into her life, and yet she still found it unnerving that the attraction she felt towards him seven years ago was the same - if not double - what she feels everyday when he smiles at her.
Lily slowly slid her arms over his shoulders, gently folding her arms behind his neck as she leaned in to kiss him. Her kiss was gentle - or at least that was how it started before she felt Zhuo Jingren's other hand slowly making its way under her knees, rising while carrying her in one fell swoop, all without breaking the kiss.
Zhuo Jingren lowered Lily gently on the bed and stared at her for a few seconds. Lily belonged here, with him. She was his. He then lowered himself on top of her, his weight resting on his forearms as he lifted a hand to brush away a strand of hair on her cheek. He stared into her golden eyes, and saw her staring back at him with unmasked desire.
Once again Zhuo Jingren leaned in for a kiss, his hand cradling the back of her head. For some reason, Zhuo Jingren wanted to freeze moments like this. He knew it was selfish but all he wanted to do to crowd Lily's heart with emotions other than the hatred and heartache that she had been through.
He felt her hands sliding around his back, slowly tugging at his t-shirt, silently telling him to help her take it off, so he did. Zhuo Jingren helped her remove his t-shirt before her hands slid across her body as she seductively began to remove her blue silk nightgown. He helped her pull it over her head before gliding his hands on her soft and supple skin, teasing her. He then started kissing her breasts gently as his hand ran over her rib cage towards her flat stomach, the heat of his throbbing length pressed against her thigh. Lily instantly let out a moan when Zhuo Jingren's hand cupped one of her breasts, slowly tugging her already hardened nipple as his tongue indulged the other one.
Lily made a soft mewling sound which made his sex throb even more. The warmth of Zhuo Jingren's hand on her skin was making Lily aroused and impatient. She wanted more… she always wanted more of him. However, before she could let out another moan, a loud ringing sound echoed throughout the whole apartment. Her eyes immediately snapped open. Zhuo Jingren seemed not to have heard anything as he continued to lick her nipples.
Then another sound echoed. Was it a doorbell? Lily instantly wondered. How could Zhuo Jingren's apartment have a doorbell?
"Ignore that," Zhuo Jingren said in a raspy voice.
Then another ring echoed. This time, Lily furrowed her brows. Irritation immediately flashed in her eyes. "What is that?" she asked. Her statement made Zhuo Jingren pause before he leaned in to kiss her forehead.
"Just some idiot," he answered. "Ignore it."
"Jingren?" Lily asked. "Who is that?"
In response, Zhuo Jingren released a sigh of regret as he rolled over to lie next to her. "Someone who deserves to die," Zhuo Jingren said before he sat down next to Lily and covered her with a blanket. With a morose expression, Zhuo Jingren stood up and thrust his arms into his robe. He then gritted his teeth in annoyance before walking out of the room.
The idiot who dared to disturb him deserved the most painful torture ever created by man!