The Shortcut to a Woman's Heart. The night passed without incident.
The next morning, a bright, slightly scorching ray of sunlight filtered through the gaps in the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting mottled light into the Supreme Presidential Suite on the ninety-ninth floor of the Hilton Hotel.
On the wide, soft Simmons round bed.
Xu Bingning's long, delicate eyelashes fluttered lightly a few times before she slowly woke from her deep sleep.
She opened her cool eyes and stared at the luxurious Swarovski crystal chandelier above her.
Her mind completely stalled for five or six seconds.
Then, every detail of what had happened in the bathroom last night, as well as on this bed, came flooding into her mind like a tidal wave...
A sunset-like blush visibly crept across Xu Bingning's stunning face.
An irrepressible springtime warmth lingered between her brows.
Although she had already surrendered last night.
At this moment, however, the weariness she had shown from staying up late handling company affairs for so long had vanished without a trace.
She was exceptionally spirited, and her skin was as fair and rosy as a peeled egg.
The expensive pair of Balenciaga black stockings Jiang Che had specifically demanded she wear now hung pitifully from her long, straight legs.
Remembering last night's absurdity.
Xu Bingning instinctively turned her head toward the spot beside her.
Only to find that Jiang Che had long since awakened.
He was lying on his side with his head propped up, watching her with an aggressive yet teasingly gentle gaze, a faint smile on his lips.
Their eyes met.
Xu Bingning's breathing caught slightly. She pressed her luscious red lips together and instinctively tugged at the corner of the blanket to hide the spring scenery that had been exposed.
"J-Jiang... Young Master Jiang."
She lowered her head