Withered Broken Ice Blue

Chapter 220 Our Ending Will Be Happy

After Jiang Huaixu left, the secretary beside Chi Shiyun said, "Boss Chi, can Young Master Jiang be trusted?"

"The most taboo in cooperation is mutual distrust." Chi Shiyun remembered the masked ball in July next year that Jiang Huaixu mentioned, and curled her lips: "Well, let Song Jinan also participate in the masked ball in July next year."

"Just give him my spot, and remember not to tell anyone that his spot is mine."

"Yes."

*

The game finally ended, and Song Jinan returned to the rental house with the joy of victory.

However, the moment he opened the door, he found that the room was empty.

The air conditioner in the living room was on, and Chi Feiwan's slippers were not on the shoe cabinet. The closer to the window, the more you could hear the sound of the vacuum cleaner.

Song Jinan smiled as he tiptoed towards the window.

Because the vacuum cleaner was making a very loud noise and Chi Feiwan was behind the curtains, he did not notice the movement at the door.

The sound of the vacuum cleaner stopped. Chi Feiwan turned around and saw the curtains casting a gray shadow. She tightened her grip on the vacuum cleaner.

Just as she was about to open the curtains, suddenly a strong force embraced her, with a thick curtain between them.

Chi Feiwan paused for a moment, she hadn't reacted yet.

Suddenly, the curtains were lifted and Song Jinan went in. The huge curtains covered the two of them again.

Song Jinan carefully placed the vacuum cleaner in Chi Feiwan's hand on the ground. The lust in his eyes became more and more intense, and he lowered Song Jinan's head.

She placed her hands on his chest, breathing slowly, and raised her head to accept the man's passionate kiss.

The quiet space allows hormones to spread unchecked.

Song Jinan is not as fierce as a storm, but as gentle as a spring rain.

Chi Feiwan's breathing gradually became rapid, and her body involuntarily became weak.

Song Jinan took the opportunity to hug her tightly in his arms and deepened the kiss.

Maybe this posture was uncomfortable, Song Jinan loosened his hands around Chi Feiwan's waist, pushed her against the corner, and held her in his arms.

The curtains completely blocked the kissing figures of the two.

Just as the two were immersed in it, a cell phone suddenly rang.

Chi Feiwan woke up as if from a dream and gently pushed Song Jinan away.

She blushed and glanced at the screen of her mobile phone. It was a call from an unfamiliar number.

"Let me take a call first..." Chi Feiwan said somewhat awkwardly, then walked aside to answer the phone.

Hearing the familiar voice on the other end of the phone, Chi Feiwan immediately hung up the phone.

Why did Jiang Huaixu have her phone number?

She suddenly remembered that she had gone to New York to find Jiang Huaixu before. She did not save Jiang Huaixu's phone number, nor could she remember Jiang Huaixu's phone number. Faced with this unfamiliar number, Chi Feiwan had no way to directly refuse the call.

After Chi Feiwan hung up the phone, he added Jiang Huaixu to the blacklist.

Song Jinan opened the curtain and poked his head out: "Whose?"

"An insignificant person." Chi Feiwan's fingertips touched Song Jinan's chest, and it felt like fire was running wildly through his body.

Song Jinan pinched her restless hands and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiaoman, do you still want to continue?"

Chi Feiwan's cheeks flushed and he nodded.

The next second, Song Jinan leaned over, but Chi Feiwan pressed his fingers against his lips: "Wait?"

The fire in Song Jinan's dark eyes had not yet been extinguished, "What's wrong?"

"Can we... change places... I feel a little uncomfortable there..." Chi Feiwan blushed and buried her head in Song Jinan's arms.

"Okay." Song Jinan gently rubbed Chi Feiwan's hair.

He picked up Chi Feiwan and carried her sideways, placing her on the sofa next to him, being careful not to bump into her.

Chi Feiwan's blue eyes were misty, and she looked at Song Jinan with love in her eyes as bright as fireworks.

Song Jinan moved forward and blocked Chi Feiwan's lips again. By the time she reacted, her lips and teeth had been pried open, the faint fragrance of tea wafted in the air, and a warm palm covered the back of her neck.

The other one was clasped around her slender waist, reaching inside her clothes and caressing her delicate skin.

The situation was getting out of control and was about to get out of hand, so Song Jinan stopped.

His scarlet eyes stared at Chi Feiwan's fluttering eyelashes, suppressing the heat under his body: "Xiao Man, I won't want you before we get married."

Song Jinan got up from her and pulled Chi Feiwan into his arms.

The moisture in Chi Feiwan's blue eyes dissipated, replaced by a dullness that Song Jinan could not see: "Song Jinan, what if we can't end up together?"

Chi Feiwan disobeyed his family's orders twice, knowing full well that it was wrong, and he had to bear the consequences himself.

"Xiaoman, our ending will be happy." Song Jinan comforted Chi Feiwan, but he held Chi Feiwan's waist with force.

"Perfection?"

It’s only two short words, and they’re the easiest words to understand, but Chi Feiwan still doesn’t understand what true perfection is?

Song Jinan gently rested her chin on Chi Feiwan's shoulder, with a hint of fatigue and coquettishness in her tone: "Xiaoman, I caught a flight overnight, I'm a little tired, let me rest for a while."

"it is good."

Jiang Huaixu, who had the call hung up on in New York, was furious and was venting his anger in his villa.

good very good.

Dare to hang up her phone!

Jiang Huaixu's door was pushed open, and the person who came in was his assistant.

"Master, the masked ball next July has been moved forward."

The screen of Jiang Huaixu's mobile phone placed on the coffee table was broken. This was the tenth mobile phone of the same brand he had replaced.

He slumped down on the sofa, rubbing his brows: "How long?"

"In August of this year."

"I want a specific time."

"November 8."

Jiang Huaixu suddenly opened his eyes: "Who are the guests?"

The assistant spread out the folder and placed it in front of him: "Master, Miss Chi did not go to the masked ball this time."

"Has she been invited?"

"I was invited, but Miss Chi declined. She said she has a boyfriend. If she goes..."

The assistant did not finish what he was saying because he noticed Jiang Huaixu's gloomy expression.

The most important thing for people in this line of work is to read people's expressions.

The masked ball, people in the upper class know very well what kind of ball it is.

Those invited young ladies and gentlemen from the upper class would go even if they were not single. Chi Feiwan did not go, which showed that she was obviously unwilling to attend such a dance.

Such a dance party is certainly not a formal dance party.

If Chi Feiwan doesn't go, his plan will be ruined.

Jiang Huaixu would not change his plan temporarily. He immediately came up with a plan in his mind and told his assistant, "Tomorrow, help me book a flight to Haicheng, and help me make an appointment with the person in charge of this masked ball."

“Also, find a way to get Song Jinan to take someone’s place.

Song Jin An is leaving now. It is not too late to leave now. "