If it were in the past, knowing that she had taken advantage of his drunken state, he would have hated her to death.
Leng Qinghan let out a sigh of relief, her lips lifting in reassurance, as she dialed her assistant to deliver her clothes.
Sitting in the room, she saw the lost virginity on the bed...
Thinking of last night's events, her face couldn't help but turn red, a youthful shyness emerging.
This was her first time, and also the first time she'd done such a thing with a man.
She always regarded herself highly; ordinary men simply couldn't catch her eye, and she wasn't a casual woman.
Yet, she thought, she wouldn't regret it.
Being able to have Che was already a joyous thing for her.
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Ling Xiche went downstairs to see his father having breakfast; Han Ningyan had already left.
Mr. Ling had arrived home later than Ling Xiche yesterday and, knowing his return, had sent Han Ningyan away.
He loved his son very much and didn't want his son to see Han Ningyan...
