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nChapter 62: Fluttering Skirt and Stirring Hearts

nTranslator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

nAs soon as these words were spoken, Song Lin couldn’t help but snicker and muttered, “Here he goes again.”

nHe Huai had a preference for women with a pure appearance, which was already an open secret in the industry. Shen Wan’s looks and figure happened to meet the aesthetic of this young tycoon. Song Lin thought he was just making up this “seems familiar” nonsense to flirt with the young girl.

nQin Zeyan followed suit, but his choice of words was more refined and sophisticated than Song Lin’s. He remarked, “Is this an old cliche you’ve picked up from ‘Dream of the Red Chamber’?”

nIn the book, Jia Baoyu, upon first meeting Lin Daiyu, said,—

n“I’ve met this sister before!”

nThat infatuated look probably wasn’t much different from He Huai’s now.

n“Don’t doubt it, 1 really met her!” But where? He Huai racked his brain but couldn’t recall. He took a decisive step forward and clasped the young girl’s delicate wrist. “See, take a good look at this handsome face. We really have met, haven’t we?”

nShen Wan, upon hearing this, gazed at the man’s face as if genuinely trying to remember.

nHe Huai looked at her with anticipation. “Do you remember?”

nQin Zeyan and Song Lin exchanged glances. Was this guy serious?

nShen Qian just watched quietly, showing no intention of helping Shen Wan out.

nAfter a while, the young girl’s lips curved into a smile. At that moment, her previously plain appearance seemed to burst with color, becoming lively and vibrant. She spoke softly, “I do feel like I’ve seen you before, but I can’t quite remember…”

nHe Huai didn’t press further, just chuckled twice, then turned to Qin Zeyan and Song Lin. He wore a smug expression that said, “See, 1 told you we’ve definitely met!”

nQin Zeyan: “…Childish.”

nSong Lin: “…Little brat.”

n“Oh, by the way, who are you? How come you’re here?” He Huai’s mood, which had initially plummeted, suddenly soared again.

nQin Zeyan noticed Shen Qian’s growing cold expression and subtly coughed twice as a hint, signaling He Huai, that big oaf, to tone it down.

nUnfortunately, He Huai paid no attention whatsoever. His eyes seemed glued to the young girl—those double eyelids were truly captivating, her skin exceptionally fair, and those dimples, oh, they were irresistibly cute… he couldn’t resist the urge to poke them!

nIt wasn’t until Shen Qian stepped in, bringing the girl into his embrace and introducing her to everyone, that He Huai reluctantly let go.

n“So, is she joining us?”

n“Yes.”

nHe Huai’s spirits immediately soared again.

nThe wait at the airport, neither too long nor too short, took about half an hour. However, Shen Wan was on the verge of tears due to He Huai’s persistent pestering, which was becoming quite bothersome. .𝒎

n“Xiao Wanwan, can I call you that?”

nShe nodded.

n“How old are you? Oh, I mean, what’s your age?” He couldn’t help but let his gaze drift to her chest as he asked.

nShen Wan, seemingly unaware, remained oblivious to the intense desire in the man’s eyes. She pursed her lips and spoke softly, “Nineteen.”

nHe Huai found her voice, soft and gentle like a kitten’s, utterly irresistible. His heart thumped wildly. “So young… What do you like to eat and play?” “Anything is fine; I’m not picky.”

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nQin Zeyan withdrew his gaze, shaking his head with a sigh. “Ah Huai is at it again.”

nSong Lin chuckled. “I told you he’s stubborn. By the way, Ah Qian, why did you bring her here?” He casually gestured in Shen Wan’s direction, a hint of nonchalance in his tone.

n“To kill time.”

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nAs for whose time he was killing, well, he wouldn’t say.

nSoon, airport staff came to inform them that they could board. The group of five walked through the VIP channel, crossed the jet bridge, and entered the aircraft directly.

nShen Wan only realized that this was a private plane when she sat down next to Shen Qian. She was fastening her seatbelt when suddenly her hand was grasped.

n“Did He Huai do this to you?”

nShe cast a glance downwards and observed a red mark encircling her right wrist, a remnant of the man’s large hand. The parts where the pressure had been greater were starting to show a tinge of purple.

nShe withdrew her hand and reassured, “It’s fine; it appears more alarming than it actually feels as long as you don’t apply pressure to it.”

nAs the plane smoothly took off, Shen Wan started to feel drowsy. In no time, she closed her eyes and drifted into slumber.

nIn front of her, Shen Qian tapped a few times on the LCD touchscreen, and within two minutes, a flight attendant brought a blanket. He took it and covered Shen Wan himself.

nSong Lin, who had observed this scene, raised an eyebrow. “It seems that Ah Qian is quite good to his little sister.”

nQin Zeyan nodded, a hint of suspicion in his eyes. They were half-siblings, but Shen Qian not only brought her along to gatherings but also took such considerate care of her. It was quite unexpected.

n“I know you’re curious, but don’t stare so obviously,” Song Lin said while arranging his own blanket. “Let’s just watch the show, and of course, if necessary, we can join in the act.”

nQin Zeyan appeared contemplative.

nHe Huai poked his head out from between the seats, grinning. “What are you two whispering about? I want to listen too!”

nSong Lin yawned. “I’m taking a nap first.” With that, he reclined his seat and closed his eyes.

nQin Zeyan replied, “I’ll watch a movie.”

nHe Huai:”…”

nDuring the plane’s descent, Shen Wan was startled awake due to ear discomfort. Suddenly, she met Shen Qian’s piercing black eyes, and her entire body stiffened.

nFor a moment, it felt like she had returned to a past life when he had slapped her so hard that she had permanent hearing damage. Since then, everything she heard was accompanied by a buzzing noise, just like the one she had experienced a moment ago.

n“What’s wrong? Feeling unwell?”

nShen Wan hesitated for a moment, then slowly shook her head. Her petite face turned pale, and considering her recent illness, Shen Qian furrowed his brow.

nShe discreetly avoided his intense scrutiny, turning her gaze to the window.

n“We’re almost there.”

n“…Beijing?” Shen Wan spotted the winding Great Wall on the ground and calculated the time. She was already about eighty percent certain that their destination was the capital.

nIndeed, Shen Qian confirmed her question with a nod.

nWhen they arrived, it was around noon, and as they stepped out of the airport, a wave of heat hit them. Shen Wan lifted her hand to adjust her skirt, but even though He Huai was behind her, he still managed to catch a glimpse of her fair and shapely thighs beneath her skirt. It was a brief sight, but enough to leave an impression.

nThey were really long and slender…

nIt would be even better if he could touch them.

n“What a sight huh?” There was a soft chuckle.

nHe Huai smacked his lips and let out a somewhat silly chuckle. “Oh, it was quite a sight!” Then, in a sudden turn, he locked eyes with Song Lin, who had a half-smile on his face. He felt a tad embarrassed, instinctively touched his nose, and hastily changed his position.

n“Heh, you’re shameless!”

n“Who are you talking about?” Qin Zeyan walked towards Song Lin. .

nSong Lin replied with a smirk, “He Huai is in high spirits because of Shen Wan.”

n“Because of Shen Wan? I doubt it.” He Huai may be a playboy, but he wasn’t foolish enough to casually provoke the person Shen Qian had brought along. At most, he would tease her a bit and flirt.

nSong Lin chuckled and left a remark along the lines of “Let’s see how this unfolds.” Afterward, he increased his pace to catch up with the others..

nThis content is taken from 𝑖𝘦.𝒸𝘰𝑚

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