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Zheng Rourou had initially planned to make a grand appearance tonight, but not only did she fail, she was also harshly scolded by Xinxin. Che didn't help her either, leaving her overflowing with grievances and feeling extremely dejected.
She turned her face slightly, looking at the man beside her. His profile was cold and austere, with deep and handsome features. Even when expressionless, he exuded an ultimate allure that irresistibly drew people in.
She prided herself on her beauty, but from the moment she first laid eyes on this man, she was hopelessly captivated by his alluring charm.
She lightly bit her lower lip, her gaze carrying a trace of infatuation; gradually, her grievances seemed to dissipate.
Without realizing when, the car had stopped, and Old Zhu said in a low voice, "Miss Zheng, we've arrived."
Zheng Rourou instinctively turned her head. The car had already stopped at Liwan Mansion, and the evening had flown by so quickly. Zheng Rourou was somewhat reluctant. She couldn't help but look back at Che, softening her voice with a hint of seduction, "President Shi, would you like to come in for a bit?"
Without turning his head, Che responded in a low voice, enunciating each word, "Do you remember what I told you?"
Zheng Rourou's heart trembled suddenly. That trace of infatuation vanished instantly. She dared not say anything more and hurriedly opened the car door and got out.
As soon as the door closed, the car started and quickly drove away.
Zheng Rourou stood there, watching the car disappear into the distance. After a while, she stomped her foot angrily and frowned.
She really couldn't understand what President Shi was thinking. She had been with him for several months, yet he never stayed overnight, not even once.
He was extremely generous to her, never short on jewelry or accessories. Even the gown she wanted he had ordered for her. The very mansion she lived in, worth millions, was a gift from him.
You'd think if a man was so generous to a woman, the sole purpose would be to sleep with her, right? Otherwise, who would spend money so freely? Men aren't fools, are they?
Yet, oddly, Che had never slept with her, not even once! Every time, her acclaimed beauty was crushed to pieces in his presence!
Sometimes she really doubted if Che was impotent, and if that's why he kept her around as a facade. ~
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The car was slowly cruising down the road.
Old Zhu glanced up, looking at Che through the rearview mirror. Che seemed a bit tired, his brows tightly knitted. His long fingers occasionally massaged his temples.
Old Zhu thought for a moment and cautiously probed, "Young master, you look tired. Should we go home for some rest?"
Che had his eyes closed initially. Upon hearing Old Zhu's suggestion, his dark eyes opened suddenly, and the penetrating light in his dark brown eyes made Old Zhu instinctively shrink his head.
However, Che did not respond, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Old Zhu, daring bravely, snuck another glance at his expression. His handsome face remained as expressionless as ever, revealing nothing of his mood.
For reasons unbeknownst to even himself, Old Zhu, as if possessed, turned the steering wheel and headed in the direction of home.
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