Chapter 104: Adult Empire (10)
After dinner, the two returned to the car.
"Where do you want to go? Your place? Mine? Or should I book a night-view hotel?" Sheng Churan tilted his head and raised an eyebrow at Ji Ning, the implication in his words crystal clear.
With that earlier message from Jiang Ting, Ji Ning naturally couldn't go anywhere but home. Yet she also had no way to refuse Sheng Churan.
Hesitating, Ji Ning finally replied, "Let's go back to my place. The address is…"
Sheng Churan smiled. This was the answer he most wanted to hear. He wanted to see what Ji Ning's little nest looked like.
Though this wasn't reality, everything in the game concerning players was set according to their personal habits.
For instance, the car he was driving now—he'd owned an identical one when he was alive.
So the place Ji Ning lived in was surely decorated in a style she liked. He wanted to see it.
The sports car weaved through the darkening night; dots of lamplight flickered to life all around, as if they had drifted back to their previous lives.
After listening to Ji Ning's clues about Aichao Company, Sheng Churan shared what he knew about his own Leyu Entertainment: "Leyu's president, Zhang Long, and Chairman Xiao are old classmates. The two companies are bound together in partnership. Leyu doesn't just provide promotional resources for Aichao; they also co-invest in private equity."
"Their relationship is that close?" Ji Ning understood—this Zhang Long was another key NPC. She pressed further, "And, are there any signs of trouble?"
Sheng Churan nodded: "I heard from a colleague that several promotional payments still haven't been settled with Leyu. Over the past two years, Aichao's export business has been booming, and its scale has surpassed Leyu's. Zhang Long must be angry but afraid to speak up."
Ji Ning silently committed it to memory, planning to relay this important lead to Jiang Ting shortly. She also remembered Jiang Ting had said he'd come find her, so she conveniently sent him her home address.
Sheng Churan drove to the entrance of the apartment building where Ji Ning lived. Temporary vehicles couldn't park underground, so he stopped at ground level first.
Most people renting in this apartment complex worked in the nearby office towers. Afraid of causing a scene, Ji Ning had Sheng Churan wait in the car wearing his disguise cap and mask while she popped into a convenience store to buy a few things.
When Sheng Churan saw her return and clutch the shopping bag, he asked curiously, "What did you buy that's so mysterious?"
"Nothing…" Ji Ning hid the bag behind her back.
The gesture piqued Sheng Churan's interest. He leaned over and crowded in front of her, seizing her hands to look at the bag.
They tussled playfully, but Ji Ning was no match for Sheng Churan. In the end, his tickling made her whole body go weak, and he got his hands on it easily.
Sheng Churan pulled out what Ji Ning had bought and held it in his hands—it turned out to be several pairs of pure cotton men's boxers and socks.
"Why buy so many? I can't wear all these…" Sheng Churan paused, then realization hit him. "…Jiang Ting is coming over?"
Ji Ning lowered her head and nodded.
She didn't know if these two men would end up crashing at her place tonight. Outer clothes could make do, but not underwear. She'd bought them in advance to spare herself the sight of two men later, bare-bottomed and tenting up.
Sheng Churan's mood was complicated. For a long moment, he couldn't speak. Finally, he squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth: "I'm bigger than him. I'll wear this size L. The M is for Jiang Ting."
Ji Ning didn't dare utter a word.
Only after Sheng Churan's emotions stabilized did the two exit the car and take the elevator to the twelfth floor, apartment number 1202—the address Ji Ning had seen on the delivery order.
Despite being Ji Ning's home in this instance, it felt so unfamiliar that she still had the sensation of trespassing in someone else's residence.
Ji Ning dug the key out of her bag, inserted it, gave it two turns, and with a click, the door swung open.
Inside was a simple studio apartment with just a bedroom, bathroom, and a small balcony. The kitchen cabinets and washing machine were open-plan, set very close to the entrance.
Only a microwave sat on the countertop; clearly, "Ji Ning" didn't cook. The room was simply decorated—the sofa cover and bedding both bore warm-colored little animal prints, and the rug was a beige wool carpet. It looked very cozy.
The floor was clean. Sheng Churan took off his shoes, walked in wearing only socks, and sat down on Ji Ning's small sofa. His long legs couldn't even fit into the gap between the coffee table and the sofa and had to stick out.
Ji Ning was pulled by the waist onto his lap. His fingers slowly twined through her hair.
"I'll go shower now, okay? Before Jiang Ting arrives, let me have you all to myself," Sheng Churan asked her.
As he spoke, he bounced his legs twice, jostling Ji Ning until her lower body turned to jelly. She nodded, acquiescing.
After that, Sheng Churan stripped down to just his underwear and padded barefoot to the shower. Ji Ning put his shed clothes into the washing machine and, afraid of ruining his expensive garments, selected the delicate cycle. She figured after washing and drying, he'd have something clean to wear tomorrow.
Ji Ning had just finished when a knock-knock came at the door.
She walked to the door and peered through the peephole. Jiang Ting stood outside, his jacket draped over his arm, using his other hand to yank at his tie. His brow was furrowed in an irritable expression.
Ji Ning's heart clenched. After she opened the door, before she could even speak, Jiang Ting hooked an arm around her neck and pulled her into his embrace for a kiss.
There was a faint hint of wine on his breath, and his behavior was so unusual—it seemed he was slightly drunk.
After the kiss, he released Ji Ning and looked up, gazing past her shoulder. His piercing gaze, beneath half-lidded eyes, looked extremely unfriendly.
Ji Ning's heart jumped. She turned her head to look—it was Sheng Churan, fresh out of the shower.
He walked out loosely wrapped in a bath towel, nearly half of his groin area exposed, his Adonis belt almost converging.
It looked very alluring… but also very hatred-inducing…
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