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"Damn it!"

Just a moment ago, he actually had a reaction towards Jian Ning. When her soft and smooth skin was stuck onto her, he actually didn't want her to leave.

The towel finally broke in half on his hand.

"Tell those people of the Ji clan to not even take half a step closer to Jian Ning."

"This?" Song Ge lowered his head in slight difficulty as he turned around.

"Hmm?"

Shang Jin looked up in displeasure. If he had heard something he did not want to hear, Song Ge would have already fallen to the ground.

"I'll do it right away."

He did not dare hesitate, and obediently left quickly to carry out the orders given by Shang Jin.

Shang Jin looked down at the place Jian Ning had been just now. There were no stains.

The night was peaceful, and within the vast Jingshan Villa, Jian Ning felt a little lonely.

The rain outside the window had gradually stopped, but she was not sleepy at all. She carefully examined the room that she had stayed in for so many days.

Golden wallpaper with broken flowers, carved furniture, hand-embroidered curtains and a gorgeous chandelier hung from his head. It was like a cage of luxury.

"Shang Jin, what is your goal?"

She sat up and let out a faint sigh. She turned her head to look at the city that had sunk into darkness. Finally, she placed her hand on her chest that was still throbbing.

How much longer can this jump last?

Since she was no longer sleepy, she took out a drawing paper from her bag with her bare feet and involuntarily drew out Shang Jin's situation in the bathtub today.

Jian Ning suddenly stopped writing and looked at the person on the drawing in disbelief, trembling as he picked it up and scrutinized it.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

She threw the drawing paper on the ground in disgust and shook her head, unable to believe that she had drawn it herself.

In the painting, Shang Jin had lost her sharpness, looking lazy with the air of a king. The person in her painting was like a noble angel.

But Shang Jin should be a demon!

Jian Ning was so nervous that she was panting hard, constantly patting her chest, and finally, she calmed herself down. Her mind was blank, all that was left was the man in the picture.

What's wrong with me? Why do I think that demon is an angel?

She took a deep breath and comforted herself. It was all her imagination, she must be too nervous.

She didn't know how much time had passed before she finally fell asleep. It had only been a few minutes, but it was already bright outside.

Jian Ning lazily sat up and glanced at the time on her alarm clock.

8: 00! She looked at the time in surprise.

It had only been an hour from here, not to mention the fact that they were stuck in a traffic jam.

Jian Ning panicked and sat up from the bed, she casually took a piece of clothes and gestured, it was not bad, and immediately put it on.

Ten minutes later, he was done with his makeup. He picked up his bag and hastily ran downstairs.

Shang Jin had already been waiting downstairs for her for a long time. Seeing her run down without a care for her image, her beautiful eyebrows slightly knitted, and she was extremely dissatisfied.

"Mr. Shang."

Seeing Shang Jin staring at him, Jian Ning was forced to stop and greet him unwillingly.

"Go have breakfast. I'll accompany you there later, I, Shang Jin's woman should have a good appearance."

As he spoke, he sized her up. Her clothes were not bad, but she was not very satisfied.

"Song Ge, give the clothes Lisa brought over to her, don't embarrass me, Shang Jin."

Song Ge received the order. Under Jian Ning's puzzled gaze, she gave her the dress she prepared.

Jian Ning's face turned white from red, then finally turned green.

It seemed that Shang Jin had steeled his heart today to make him feel embarrassed, and he had long prepared for this.