Jiang Che told Qiang Zi to keep watching Lin Ming and report to him immediately if anything happened.
Jiang Che took Li Yanran into the Rolls-Royce and had the bodyguard drive toward the Yunhai Grand Hotel.
The Rolls-Royce glided smoothly down the road without a single delay.
In the back seat, Li Yanran sat rigidly upright, her hands clutching the hem of her clothes. Her face was tense, and her heart was in turmoil.
"What's wrong? Nervous?"
Jiang Che pressed a button, raising the glass partition between the back seat and the driver. He glanced at Li Yanran beside him with teasing eyes.
As a top-of-the-line luxury car, the Rolls-Royce naturally had soundproof glass made from exceptionally effective insulating materials.
Once the partition was raised, the driver would neither hear a thing nor see what was happening in the back, even if a DJ were playing there. Jiang Che's Rolls-Royce, moreover, had been specially modified.
The back seat could recline into a small bed large enough for two.
"I'm... I'm fine..."
Li Yanran's long, delicate lashes trembled, as did her voice.
"What are you afraid of?"
"This young master isn't some man-eating monster..."
Jiang Che chuckled, then pulled Li Yanran's soft, shapely body into his arms without giving her a chance to object.
He wrapped an arm around the beautiful woman's slender waist and drew her onto his lap.
The atmosphere turned intensely intimate. Heat seemed to fill the car, and Jiang Che could clearly hear Li Yanran's quick, urgent breaths.
"Don't be nervous..."
"Here, have some red wine to calm your nerves."
Jiang Che took a bottle of fine red wine from the refrigerator, poured two glasses, and handed one to Li Yanran, gesturing for her to drink.
Wine did not need to make someone drunk to make them