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"Now, do you still want to keep your distance from me?" Ling Yiheng opened his lips, his voice was gentle and low, as intoxicating as old red wine.

At this moment, Zuo Zixian finally sobered up. She angrily bit her swollen lips, and raised her hand to slap his face that would make anyone angry.

However, the man was faster than her and immediately intercepted her hand in midair. A trace of coldness appeared in his eyes that were as deep as an ancient well. "Don't forget your current identity."

Want to hit him? Let's see whose turf they were on now.

Zuo Zizhen was shocked, flames of anger burning in his eyes. He wanted to retort, but was unable to say a word. She had started the deal, and even if she regretted it now, there was no way to stop it.

This man really had the ability to drive her crazy at any time.

He stared at the girl in front of him who had an expression similar to an angry little wild cat, and a slight smile suddenly appeared on his face. His voice was icy cold to the bone as he said, "You're my 'fiancee' now, don't forget it."

Zuo Zixian felt his entire body tremble, his heart felt as though it had fallen into an icy cavern, and his entire body felt chilled to the bone.

She was very clear that there wouldn't be any advantages in going head to head with the man in front of her. It would be better not to go head to head with him. Anyway, it was just a trade.

Therefore, she gave up resisting. She lowered her eyes, and calmly said as if all her strength had been sucked out of her, "I want to rest now. Is it okay?"

She was still in his embrace, and the fragrance that belonged to her lingered around his nose. The man tried his best to suppress his thoughts to calm his mind.

Finally, he let go of her waist.

The moment he obtained his freedom, Zuo Zixian immediately retreated a few steps back. That look of wanting to escape caused the man's eyes to darken.

However, he didn't want to argue with her for the time being. In any case, there was still a long way to go.

"Come with me. The room is upstairs." As he spoke, he led the way to the second floor.

Zuo Zixian followed closely behind him, his movements as restrained as they could be.

It wasn't that she hadn't spent the night in someone else's house, but it was the first time she had spent it in a man's house. She felt even more embarrassed when she saw that this man had a messy relationship with her.

She had wanted to say that she was going home several times, but she had given up. She knew that Ling Yiheng wouldn't agree, and she didn't dare take the risk of going back.

When they arrived at the door, Ling Yiheng turned the handle of the door, opened it, and Zuo Zixian immediately walked in.

Behind him, he asked, "What time do I wake you at?"

Zuo Zixian frowned doubtfully, and asked in shock: "You want to wake me up?"

The man didn't answer her directly. Instead, he said, "I'm going to the company at 9 o'clock. How about calling you at 8 o'clock?"

"Okay, thank you." Zuo Ziqian's tone was still polite, and closed the door.

The man stood in front of her door for a long time before he left. Even he didn't know what sort of complex emotion he was feeling.

Zuo Zixian sat in the room and found that it was also black and white, a large, simple European bed, and a practical book on economics on the bedside table, in full English.

She flipped through a few pages and found that there were a lot of unfamiliar words in it. Even someone like her, who had been overseas for several years, couldn't understand them. Immediately, she felt a little surprised towards Ling Yiheng. It seemed that man was truly unfathomable.

Originally, she was going to brush her teeth and wash her face before going to bed at night. However, after considering that this was his home, he didn't have his own toiletries, towels, or clothes. She couldn't even take a bath, so she just took off his suit and laid on the bed.

He covered himself with the black blanket and curled up into a ball.

This quilt had the unique smell of Ling Yiheng's body. The fresh scent of a man's perfume mixed with the fragrance of his body, giving off a very soothing feeling.

Her head rested on the pillow for only a few minutes before she fell asleep.

Because Ling Yiheng gave his room to Zuo Zixian, he just randomly found a room that hadn't been occupied for a long time and laid down on it.

Since he didn't come to Boston often, many of the rooms in the house were unmade, and only his room and this one were fit for sleep.

Furthermore, this room only had a single bare bed, without even a blanket. He couldn't possibly let Zuo Zixian sleep here.

In the morning, Zuo Zixian woke up at 7: 30. Before he could fully wake up, he blurrily saw the clothes quietly placed on the bedside table.

She took a look. Other than the simple dress she was wearing, there was also a light blue AZ underwear. The size was exactly the same.

She couldn't help but feel her face heat up, and she was also puzzled. Why was he so clear on her size? Had he seen it the last time?

This room has a separate bathroom, so you don't have to go out to fix it.