CHAPTER 230: CHAPTER 228: SUDDENLY PULLED TOWARD HIM...

"Has the matter inside been resolved?" Shi Su asked.

Jing Jihan didn’t respond, his gaze on her was calm and slightly dark, which made her feel uneasy.

"Don’t worry, Miss Shi Su, these kinds of tactics are very common in official and business circles, and they’ll be handled accordingly without any other impact," Zhou He said while driving, fearlessly adding, "It’s not uncommon for people to try and send women to Mr. Jing, but he has never touched those women."

Shi Su: "..."

Should she praise their Mr. Jing for his self-restraint?

When Zhou He said more than necessary, Jing Jihan furrowed his brows and cast a cool glance towards the driver’s seat.

Zhou He saw this in the rearview mirror, immediately restrained his smile and jokes, and promptly shut his mouth.

The atmosphere inside the car suddenly returned to a strange silence. This quiet atmosphere didn’t seem out of place to Shi Su, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jing Jihan pressing his brow. Even though they were sitting in the same car, with the backseat of the Bentley being very spacious, the man who usually didn’t intentionally keep his distance from her, now sat close to the car door, not moving an inch towards the middle.

He was keeping his distance from her.

Earlier, Jing Jihan was wrapped in the cold air from outside, but now, the cold air was gone. Yet, the slight tension and barely noticeable warmth radiating from him made Shi Su, who was paying special attention right now, distinctly aware of it.

The car had been on the road for a while when Zhou He suddenly looked into the rearview mirror and asked, "Mr. Jing, do you need to go to the hospital?"

Jing Jihan again furrowed his brow, rubbing his brow bone while sitting by the car door, not responding to him.

Zhou He had no choice but to hold his tongue and stop asking.

At this moment, Shi Su quietly asked, "Did you drink any of the palate-cleansing tea when you entered?"

Usually, in such clubs, when distinguished guests arrive, the waitstaff would offer palate-cleansing tea and some tobacco and alcohol, which is a common courtesy in upscale clubs, nothing unusual. If Jing Jihan had not thought much and drank the tea when he first entered, it wouldn’t be surprising at all.

That kind of drug...

Even if he only took a sip and sensed something was amiss, it would still work.

Five years ago, she had only sipped a little bottled water, just a small sip.

She was very familiar with that feeling.

Jing Jihan remained silent, and the quiet atmosphere inside the car continued.

As they neared Junkai Hotel, Jing Jihan didn’t look at her, his hand casually resting on the edge of his brow, with a tone cold yet tinged with a hint of hoarseness, "Don’t think too much about tonight’s events. Follow-up matters will be handled by others, go back and rest early. The internal issues in your crew, from investors to producers to actors, are quite significant. If you don’t want to continue shooting, you can leave at any time. Have Lu Zhao arrange a legal counsel to terminate your contract, there won’t be any problems."

"It’s fine, we’ve already been shooting for more than a week. Modern dramas aren’t that difficult, and I estimate they won’t dare to act against me anymore," Shi Su said, somewhat meaningfully.

After all, Tong Yuanyuan had personally witnessed the relationship between her and Jing Jihan today, which clearly wasn’t something new. Based on Tong Yuanyuan’s temperament, she probably wouldn’t dare to provoke her for the time being. And after today, the producer and director crew wouldn’t dare to offend her anymore. Whatever troubles exist in this crew, they wouldn’t affect her.

Besides, the pay isn’t bad, she could just leave when filming is done, there’s nothing much to it.

Where her career’s concerned, Shi Su had her own ideas and considerations. Jing Jihan didn’t force her to leave this crew, respected her choice, and said no more on the matter.

The car was about to reach near Junkai Hotel, heading towards the temporarily parked car space ahead.

Shi Su glanced at Jing Jihan, noticing that his demeanor since getting into the car seemed ordinary yet also carried something unusual.

She suddenly recalled how serious his injuries were when he was at her place. Despite being severely injured, he intended to leave when she refused to take him in, enduring the pain to get up. A few minutes later, he’d collapsed from the severity of his injuries, yet just moments before, he appeared unfazed and calm, as if feeling no pain at all.

Such a man.

Ji Han.

Or Jing Jihan.

She had already clearly understood what she was doing when she lost her composure and rushed onto the third floor...

Shi Su’s hand rested on the car’s leather seat, and in the dark interior, she slowly, gradually, and quietly moved closer to the man who was trying his best to maintain distance from her, until her slightly cool fingertips lightly touched his slightly warm fingertips.

Jing Jihan’s posture remained unmoved, yet the sudden touch on his fingertips made him lower the other hand supporting his brow, turning his head and casting a deep, dim glance at her.

Shi Su met his gaze without avoiding it, her hand continuing its movement towards him. Her heart was racing, yet she mustered the courage to reach for his fingers until the man suddenly gripped her hand tightly, hot and firm, almost painfully squeezing her hand in an instant.

It was evident how hard he had been enduring.

Shi Su took a deep breath, suddenly telling Zhou He, who was about to park the car at Junkai Hotel’s temporary parking spot, "Mr. Zhou, don’t go to Junkai."

Zhou He had just witnessed the scene of Shi Su reaching her fingers over in the rearview mirror, diligently driving as quietly as possible, trying to act like an invisible, unnoticed person.

He didn’t respond but instead stepped on the gas in one move, driving the car past the entrance of Junkai Hotel without stopping, continuing to speed onwards.

Just about a few hundred meters away, Zhou He suddenly pulled the car over under a seemingly broken streetlamp, where it was very dark. When he unbuckled his seatbelt, his voice carried an air of feigned ignorance, "Apologies, Mr. Jing, I’ve suddenly got a craving for cigarettes, I’ll go to the supermarket to buy a pack."

With that, he decisively opened the car door and stepped out, considerately leaving the electronic car key on the driver’s seat without taking it with him.

The atmosphere in the car immediately returned to darkness, steeped in an inexplicable tension that simmered in the shadows.

Zhou He’s sudden exit was too obvious...

Her actions must have been noticed.

The courage Shi Su had just mustered suddenly felt a little bit awkward, this atmosphere of being caught yet deliberately ignored caused an uncomfortable flutter and heat throughout her whole body, making her seem regretful and wanting to pull her hand away. However, the man instantly detected her intention to retreat.

He tightened his hold, as if constraining her, and Shi Su’s arm suddenly tensed, abruptly pulled towards him by the man.

Instinctively, she let out a soft "ah," as his arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her securely against his chest, and onto his lap—

Her lips felt a sudden warmth, greeted by a deeply invasive kiss.