After lunch, Jiang Che did not leave immediately. Instead, he took a meal and headed upstairs.
In the room, Hathaway Windsor sat curled up with her knees drawn in, her head lowered as she leaned against the headboard. Her eyes were vacant as she stared blankly into space, lost in thought.
Jiang Che pushed open the door, carried the lunchbox to the bedside, and gave it a little shake.
"Beautiful, you cultivated all night, so you must be tired. Want to eat something and replenish your strength?"
As he looked over the stunning blonde, blue-eyed beauty before him, a trace of satisfaction flashed through Jiang Che's eyes.
The tension between her brows had already faded. Compared to before, Hathaway now possessed a little more feminine charm. Her seductive eyes seemed touched by spring, and the allure she unconsciously revealed was dazzlingly captivating.
In two days, he had consecutively won over two foreign female leads, so Jiang Che was naturally in a very good mood.
As for Hathaway's hatred toward him?
Master Jiang said that he was a rather lazy man who liked taking shortcuts most of all.
Although he and Hathaway had no feelings for each other at all, who could say what the future held? What he was best at was letting affection grow over time!
"I won't eat!"
Hathaway raised her eyes slightly and glared coldly at Jiang Che, gritting her teeth with hatred. "Jiang Che! You bastard! Even if you have my body, don't ever dream of having my heart!"
If she could, she truly wanted nothing more than to stab this human-looking beast to death with a knife!
The most important purity of her life had been given to a man she barely even knew. How could she possibly let that go?
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