Jiang Siming walked out of his room and found Wang Xinyi getting ready for bed.
"Xinyi, I'm heading out again." Jiang Siming sounded a little guilty.
Fine, he admitted that he wasn't the kind of man who could devote himself to just one woman. What he liked most about Wang Xinyi was her gentleness, kindness, innocence, and liveliness.
Although the two of them had confirmed their relationship and he could sincerely treat Wang Xinyi well, he still couldn't completely settle down.
Besides, Wang Xinyi alone really couldn't satisfy his needs where women were concerned.
Whenever they did something intimate, Wang Xinyi always ran out of energy, leaving him with no choice but to end things disappointedly. What else could he do?
He couldn't disregard her well-being and force himself to finish, could he? If he did, Wang Xinyi might lose her life.
"Go ahead, and be careful." Wang Xinyi hugged Jiang Siming briefly.
Jiang Siming didn't suspect anything and left the house.
When he got into the car, Jiang Siming unexpectedly found some things in his clothing pocket. He definitely hadn't put them there.
That left only one possibility: Wang Xinyi had secretly slipped them in.
In truth, Wang Xinyi had known for a long time that Jiang Siming couldn't belong to her alone. Besides, she understood that although Jiang Siming liked her, it definitely wasn't love. They had been together for less than a week.
Rather than struggling to possess him and possibly ending up covered in scars—or even losing the man she loved—it was better to let him do as he pleased. As long as he had her in his heart, that was enough.
Besides, she really hoped other girls could bear some of it for her. At that thought, her legs trembled again despite herself.
Jiang Lan had sent Jiang Siming the location of Fisherman's Wharf in Fengxian, Shanghai.
By the time he arrived, it was already one in the morning, but the beach at the wharf was still bustling.
Many young men and women had come in groups to eat, drink, and have fun. This place was practically a paradise at night.
A huge bonfire illuminated the entire beach.
A group of young people were barbecuing and chatting, while several couples even danced gracefully around the bonfire.
One beautiful girl sitting in front of the bonfire kept lowering her head to look at her phone, as though waiting for someone to reply.
Sitting beside her was a young man who looked somewhat like Zheng Kai. He kept trying to curry favor with her, and his lovestruck expression made his intentions obvious to every passerby.
The girl, however, wasn't interested in his advances and merely responded politely.
"Xiaolan, you should know how I feel about you. My family isn't particularly wealthy, but they did tell me they'll give me money to buy a car in a couple of days. They just don't want me to be too flashy at school, so they only agreed to a car worth around five hundred thousand."
"Tell me what brand you like, and I'll buy it. I can pick you up from school and take you out every day. Or, if you want to drive, I can give you the keys."
Several men and women nearby immediately began flattering him.
"A five-hundred-thousand-yuan car? Young Master Zhang, you're loaded!"
"You definitely have to get a BMW or a Mercedes-Benz. A Jaguar would work too."
"Young Master Zhang is getting a new car? You've got to let me take it for a spin later."
"A Cadillac isn't bad either."
After hearing everyone's suggestions, Young Master Zhang modestly waved his hand. "You should ask Xiaolan what kind of car she likes. I'll buy whatever she wants."
The other girls expressed envy and jealousy in turn.
Zhang Wei's family was wealthy, he was fairly handsome, and he was willing to spend so much on a girl. Why couldn't they ever meet a man like that?
But Jiang Lan still said nothing and lowered her head to look at her phone again.
Suddenly, the silent phone rang. Jiang Lan's face lit up with delight, and she hurriedly stood up to look around.
"What's wrong, Xiaolan?" Zhang Wei asked in confusion.
"You guys keep playing. A friend is coming to see me, so I'm going to meet him." With that, Jiang Lan ran toward the edge of the beach.
"Be careful. I'll go with you." Zhang Wei followed behind Jiang Lan like a gentleman.
Jiang Lan wanted to refuse, but Zhang Wei's attitude was too forceful, so she could only let him follow.
The other friends followed out of curiosity as well. Jiang Lan had a friend coming this late at night? Was it a man or a woman?
When they reached the parking lot, Jiang Siming's car happened to drive over.
"Holy crap! An RS7! That's a sports sedan worth over two million!" one knowledgeable young man exclaimed.
They were all students, after all. The wealthiest among them was Zhang Wei, whose family had assets of only around ten million. It was rare for them to see a two-million-yuan car, especially one that looked this good.
Zhang Wei's attention, however, wasn't on the car at all. No matter how expensive it was, it had nothing to do with him. He only wanted to know whether the friend Jiang Lan had brought posed a threat.
What they hadn't expected was that Jiang Lan looked extremely happy when she saw the RS7 and even waved at it.
The RS7's owner saw her, responded with a honk, and then found a parking space.
Zhang Wei felt an ominous premonition rising in his heart.
Under everyone's gaze, a young man only a few years older than them got out of the car and slowly walked toward them.
The moment he appeared, he seized the attention of every girl present.
"He's so handsome!"
"My God, how can this guy be so good-looking?"
"Could this be Jiang Lan's friend?"
"So that's why Jiang Lan kept rejecting Young Master Zhang. She already had someone she liked!"
"Shut up! Can't you see Young Master Zhang is about to lose his temper?"
Indeed, Zhang Wei's expression changed several times in succession, but he still forcibly held himself back.
"Xiaolan, is this your friend?" Zhang Wei asked with a strained smile.
Jiang Lan ignored him and ran straight toward Jiang Siming, decisively throwing herself into his arms.
Zhang Wei saw the scene and nearly fainted from anger.
He had pursued the goddess for more than half a year, obeying her every whim and showing her all the gentleness he could, yet he hadn't even touched her hand.
But after this man merely showed up, Jiang Lan had taken the initiative to throw herself into his arms.
No man could accept this.
Everyone had assumed Jiang Siming would be thrilled, but they soon noticed that his expression wasn't particularly happy. Instead, he seemed somewhat cold, and he lowered his head to speak with Jiang Lan about something. They were too far away to hear.
"You asked me to come here just so I could take the blame for you? If so, please let go. I'm not some lovesick fool."
Jiang Siming's words made Jiang Lan panic, and she hurriedly explained:
"You've misunderstood. I absolutely didn't mean that. He's just a schoolmate who's been pursuing me for a long time. I asked you to come today because I wanted to see you, and absolutely not for any other reason. If you're still angry, I can leave with you right now. You don't have to say a single word to them."
Jiang Lan's first crush had been Jiang Siming. She was afraid he would misunderstand her and become angry over this.
Jiang Siming was silent for a moment before saying, "Remember what you promised me today—come with me and satisfy my physical needs."
Jiang Lan's face turned scarlet. She lowered her head and softly hummed in agreement.
Only then did Jiang Siming smile again. He pulled her closer and led her toward the group of young men and women in front of them.
"Hello, everyone. My name is Jiang Siming, and I'm Jiang Lan's boyfriend."
He declared his claim of her right from the start, without the slightest courtesy—domineering and direct.
It was just like when Jiang Lan had first met Jiang Siming: she had gone straight in for a kiss, with absolutely no hesitation.
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