Tan Jin chuckled.

Xin Yi knew—he didn't believe he could do that.

She didn't say anything more, just raised her chin and stared at him.

Tan Jin's gaze lingered on the corners of her red eyes for a moment, and then he said, "Jiang Xinyi, you can try it."

"But, do you promise me?"

Xin Yi did not answer.

This reaction seems to be a kind of acquiescence.

After staring at her for a while, Tan Jin directly opened the door and got out of the car, and hugged her down again!

As soon as the elevator door closed, he pressed Xin Yi against the corner of the elevator and lowered his head to kiss down.

Xin Yi's body froze, and his hand subconsciously wanted to push him away.

But his body was pressed against hers, and she couldn't do anything to resist.

After the elevator arrived, Tan Jin also hugged her out.

He opened his door directly, and then pushed Xin Yi inside.

Her waist was hit on the doorknob again, and the tingling sensation soon came, but Xin Yi didn't even snort.

She didn't respond to his movements, just stared at the ceiling lamp.

- Cloud-shaped, very similar to the one she had bought at Yunhui before.

So he even took the lamp off and put it here?

As soon as this idea came to mind, Xin Yi cut it off.

After all, the identity of the person in front of him is not the same as before.

He is now the general manager of Jin Ling, and he even holds the lifeblood of the Jiang family and his own future in his hands.

It's no longer the same person who used to drink until his stomach bleeds for an order.

What is a lamp?

And Xin Yi also knew that no matter how similar the lamp in front of him was to the one in Yunhui, it was not the same one.

Just when Xin Yi was traveling, Tan Jin's movements suddenly stopped.

Then, he raised his eyes to look at her.

Xin Yi still didn't have any expression on his face, just looked at him silently.

No struggle, no response.

Like a body without a soul.

Tan Jin's hand on her waist suddenly tightened, and her breathing became heavier and heavier.

At this time, his body naturally wanted to continue.

But his soul forced himself to calm down, and he could even command his hands to close her clothes that he had ripped off.

"Are you cold?" He whispered, "I have a bathtub here, I'll go put water in for you."

After his words fell for a while, Xin Yi seemed to finally come back to his senses.

After looking at him, she said, "Aren't you going to do it?"

She asked bluntly and simply.

There seems to be a bit of sarcasm.

Tan Jin's throat suddenly became a little hard, and he hummed again.

"Then I'll go back."

After saying that, Xin Yi had already turned around.

Tan Jin wanted to reach out and grab her, but the moment he stretched out again, his fingers slowly retracted.

The door was quickly shut.

Compared to before, tonight's Xin Yi movements are obviously much gentler.

But that didn't make him feel much better.

On the contrary, he felt that the dullness in his chest was more obvious, and there was even a faint tearing sensation.

After standing there for a while, he suddenly remembered something and opened the refrigerator door directly.

- There was only beer in it.

So he turned on his phone again and started calling.

It was only at this time that the different talks about his identity finally had a faint sense of reality.

- Even at two o'clock in the morning, as long as he called, someone immediately helped him deliver something.

Even if it's just a piece of ginger.

Tan Jin boiled a bowl of ginger soup by himself, and then knocked on the door next door.

No one responded.

I wasn't in a hurry to talk about it, so I rang the doorbell at once.

After several minutes, she finally opened the door.

She had just finished taking a shower, and she was still steaming hot, and her hair towel was casually draped over her shoulders.

Tan Jin's gaze lingered on the loose belt on her body for two seconds before giving her what was in his hand, "Ginger soup."

Xin Yi glanced at it and didn't move.

"You're in the rain, don't catch a cold." He said again.

"Thank you." She finally picked it up.

Tan stood near the door, but had no intention of leaving, "Give me the spare key to your house."

Xin Yi frowned, his eyes looking at him.

Tan Jin obviously didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his request, so he just stood there and looked at her with dignity.

Until Xin Yi handed him the key.

Originally, she still had a small Coke on her keychain.

But before she could hand it to him, she pulled the coke off with all her might—as if she didn't want to give him anything more.

Tan saw it closely, and he could understand her intentions, but he didn't say anything.

"Rest early."

After dropping these words, he also turned back.

Xin Yi waited until he entered the next door before closing the door.

When I turned around, I happened to see the ginger soup that I had just placed on the table.

She didn't hesitate and poured the bowl of ginger soup directly down the drain.

When I returned to the bedroom, Xi Zhiyu's phone happened to come over.

But Xin Yi didn't answer.

After calmly turning off her phone, she also collapsed directly on the bed and closed her eyes.

In her sleep, Xin Yi returned to the time when she first met Tan Jin.

At that time, it was the two schools that held the debate competition.

Xin Yi was dragged to be a photographer.

She remembers it well.

He wore a white shirt that day.

When Xin Yi first entered the University and couldn't find the way in a hurry, it was he who asked her, "Where are you going?"

His voice was not gentle, and there was even a hint of impatience on his face.

But his figure was against the light, and with the summer breeze blowing in his ears, Xin Yi remembered this scene until now.

Then, the face overlapped with the one he had later.

Impatient, tantrums.

And finally tonight in the car.

He told her in a cold tone what would happen if she insisted on going.

Not only bankruptcy, but even jail time.

Xin Yi knew that he was not joking with himself, and he knew that he could definitely do such a thing.

- He just doesn't want her to be free.

He didn't mind what he was doing.

I don't even mind what the consequences are.

Xin Yi could even imagine that if he was really guilty, Jiang Heng would definitely give up on himself as soon as possible.

And he will appear in front of him and tell her that only he will not give up on himself.

He wanted to save their feelings, but he didn't want to bow down and be small, so he simply used all kinds of means to force her head down.

Let her turn back, and make her bow down to him.

Xin Yi knows all this.

I also know that the reason why he did it is because - for him, his dignity is more important than anything else.

Thoughts intertwined in Xin Yi's mind.

Sometimes lucid, sometimes blurred.

When she finally opened her heavy eyelids, she found that Tan Jin had been sitting on the edge of her bed for some time, looking at her with a frown.