At dusk.
In the villa courtyard.
"Xiao Bin."
"Let's leave it at that, Sister Su."
"You've already come all this way, we..."
"Oh, don't stand on ceremony. Go keep your classmates company."
"How about I take my classmates to the Backyard? You all stay at the villa?"
"Forget it, forget it. I've got another place, and it's not far to drive there."
Su Jia felt it was inappropriate, but Dong Xuebin stubbornly pushed Sister Su inside regardless. When Su Jia refused to go, Dong Xuebin grabbed her shoulder and shoved harder. His hand slipped by accident, brushing across Sister Su's chest. The soft sensation suddenly filled his palm. Although Sister Su had been famously flat-chested back when she worked at the County TV Station, flat or not, there was still something there—she was still a woman. Dong Xuebin naturally felt it quite clearly. Fortunately, no one else saw it; Han Fei and the others were busy admiring the villa.
Dong Xuebin coughed awkwardly and said in a low voice, "My hand slipped."
"So careless." Su Jia shot him a sideways glare. "All right, hurry back and keep your colleagues and leaders company. I won't stand on ceremony, then."
Dong Xuebin gave a sound of acknowledgment. "There are cars in the garage too. My Land Rover and Hui Lan's Porsche are both there. Hui Lan went to the Southern Region and didn't take her car, so use them however you like. The spare keys are in the living room drawer—it isn't locked. Oh, and there's alcohol in the liquor cabinet in the upstairs study. Help yourselves."
Su Jia smiled. "All right, got it."
Dong Xuebin said, "If there's anything you can't find, call me."
"Where are you going tonight? What time are we leaving?" Su Jia asked.
Dong Xuebin waved a