CHAPTER 443: CHAPTER 418: JUN YOU, LIANG SHENG: NATURAL AND GENTLE 2

Immediately after, without any defense from Jian Liangtong, Huo Shaojun suddenly reached out and rubbed her head. While she was momentarily stunned, he opened the car door and got out.

Jian Liangtong’s heart felt like it was playing a wild symphony, with the sound of fireworks exploding in her ears.

It was the first time in her life that a man other than her father had so naturally and gently, yet extremely ambiguously, rubbed her head, even though there was a layer of fabric between them!

For nearly ten minutes, Jian Liangtong lightly slid her throat, pressed her hand against her still erratic heartbeat, opened the car door, got out, and quickly walked towards the direction of the apartment building with her head down.

Jian Liangtong reached the entrance of the apartment building, just about to reach out to push the door.

But the glass door was opened from the inside first, followed by her wrist being grasped by a warm, large hand. Before she could react, she was pulled inside by the owner of that hand.

As soon as she entered the elevator, Jian Liangtong was pressed against the smooth elevator wall, one shoulder held down by the man’s strong hand, and her chin was immediately lifted by a long finger.

Jian Liangtong’s eyes widened, utterly bewildered, her nerves tense, and she held her breath as she looked at the man lowering his handsome face to match her height.

Huo Shaojun’s face was tense, his cold eyes sharp and piercing as he stared at Jian Liangtong, "Why did it take so long?"

"..."

Jian Liangtong moved her moist lips, her voice barely audible, "Did it, did it take that long?"

Huo Shaojun frowned, silently looking at her.

Jian Liangtong didn’t dare to look directly at his face, her apricot eyes avoided it, her heart beating wildly, making her too nervous to speak coherently.

Huo Shaojun watched as her fair, dewy cheeks visibly flushed from light pink to deep red, her long black lashes trembling more intensely under his gaze.

Huo Shaojun slightly narrowed his cold eyes, stepped back from her, and naturally reached out to press the floor button.

Jian Liangtong discreetly touched the area over her heart with one hand, quickly glancing at Huo Shaojun beside her, and quietly moved two steps to the side, distancing herself from him.

This man is a bewitching demon! Must not get close!

Jian Liangtong closed her eyes, shook her head forcefully, feeling that her abnormal reaction terrified even herself!

She had seen Huo Shaojun only three times in total.

Not even enough to be familiar, just barely acquainted.

Yet whenever she faced him, her heart would unexpectedly race, like she was ill!

Jian Liangtong turned her head to one side, trying to stop herself from thinking further.

Huo Shaojun stood facing the elevator doors, his deep eyes calmly fixed on the reflective elevator panel, as if just watching, without anything substantial entering his line of sight.

At the apartment entrance, Jian Liangtong still stood beside Huo Shaojun, just as she watched him unlock the hotel room with a fingerprint the previous night, the scene was hauntingly familiar, as if replayed.

But tonight, he brought her not to a hotel, but to his private apartment.

The door opened with a ding.

Huo Shaojun didn’t enter first but turned his head to look at Jian Liangtong, his cold eyes slightly deep.

Jian Liangtong rubbed her arms, lowered her lashes, and brushed past him to walk inside the apartment.

Standing at the entrance, Jian Liangtong took off her white shoes and was about to walk in barefoot.

"There are slippers in the shoe cabinet, take them yourself."

A dispassionate male voice came from behind.

Jian Liangtong paused slightly, turned to look at Huo Shaojun, and shook her head, "It’s okay, it’s summer, I don’t need them."

Huo Shaojun frowned, came in, closed the door behind him, bent down to open the shoe cabinet, took out a pair of black women’s slippers, and tossed them at Jian Liangtong’s feet.

Jian Liangtong’s expression slightly stiffened, her gaze fixed on the slippers at her feet, but she didn’t wear them.

Huo Shaojun changed his shoes, and seeing Jian Liangtong maintaining her previous position, a hint of rejection subtly appeared in his elegantly raised brows.

His eyes slightly moved, and Huo Shaojun softly asked, "What’s wrong?"

Jian Liangtong pursed her lips, her eyes swept past the slippers, glanced at Huo Shaojun, "Nothing."

Then, Jian Liangtong still didn’t wear the slippers, walking barefoot inside.

Huo Shaojun stared at her pure white, translucent feet, his jaw suddenly tightening. He took a quick step forward, lifted Jian Liangtong from behind.

"..."

Jian Liangtong was so startled she nearly screamed, her eyes wide open, staring at the handsome face above her in shock.

Huo Shaojun frowned, glanced casually at Jian Liangtong, silent as he carried her to the living room sofa, placing her down in it, his actions... not gentle at all.

Jian Liangtong felt like the cushion in the sofa, being stuffed into it by him.

Jian Liangtong was dumbfounded for a few seconds, then swallowed, adjusted her posture, and sat upright in the sofa, her eyes clear as she looked at Huo Shaojun standing directly in front of her.

Huo Shaojun also stared at her, his cold eyes like a tornado roaring through, yet what he showed to Jian Liangtong was a pair of calm, unruffled eyes.

Jian Liangtong shifted slightly, took a breath, and cautiously glanced around the apartment’s layout, muttering, "You brought me here to..."

Before Jian Liangtong could finish speaking, a shadow suddenly covered over her head.

Jian Liangtong’s eyes trembled fiercely, half of her face froze, and she slowly turned to see the handsome face so close she could count each other’s eyelashes. Only after a moment did she realize, sharply inhaling and leaning back, sinking into the sofa.

As he pressed closer, Jian Liangtong trembled and said loudly, "I don’t accept hidden rules!"

But Huo Shaojun didn’t stop, his ridiculously handsome face suspended right in front of Jian Liangtong’s eyes.

"..." Jian Liangtong screamed countless times in her throat, her heart racing madly, on the verge of bursting.

"I don’t play by hidden rules."

Huo Shaojun’s nose was already pressed against Jian Liangtong’s sweat-drenched cute nose, lightly grinding, a clean and fresh breath falling on Jian Liangtong’s skin.

Jian Liangtong’s cheeks flushed red, one hand resting weakly on Huo Shaojun’s chest, her eyes slightly damp, she quivered, "Bai Qiao has been replaced twice in a row, both times caused by the same person.

He’s the first artist I’ve managed, and he’s very suited for the entertainment circle, he’s really talented in acting. I don’t want my incompetence to let him be buried unjustly. Most importantly, it’s because..."

"Are you afraid no artist will want to follow a manager like you? Are you afraid of losing this job you love?"

Huo Shaojun gently stroked the hair by Jian Liangtong’s ear, his cold eyes staring into hers darkly, his voice coarse.

Defeat flashed in Jian Liangtong’s eyes, she lightly bit her lip, her apricot eyes filled with urgency as she stared at Huo Shaojun, "Except... for myself, as long as it’s not murder, arson, or anything against social morals, just help me and you can ask for anything."

"I lack for nothing."

Huo Shaojun said.

Jian Liangtong’s bottom lip already showed obvious white marks, she looked at Huo Shaojun conflicted, "Are you playing with me?"

Huo Shaojun’s lips curved slightly, his long fingers gently scraped along Jian Liangtong’s pink auricle, feeling her thin ear tremble at his touch, he then spoke, "Would you agree to whatever I ask you to do?"

"... As long as."

"Don’t worry, I won’t ask you to do anything illegal," Huo Shaojun said.

Jian Liangtong looked at him a bit hesitantly but still slowly nodded.

Huo Shaojun squinted, abruptly pulling Jian Liangtong up, bringing her from the sofa, and sat down himself, putting Jian Liangtong on his lap.

The firm muscles of his thighs underneath made Jian Liangtong instinctively tense her thighs.

And her movement was undoubtedly most felt by Huo Shaojun.

Huo Shaojun’s lips curled, his handsome face tinged with an impish charm, looking playfully at Jian Liangtong’s outrageously red face, teasing her for once, "You should feel honored, for my thigh, so far, only you have ever sat on it."

"..." Jian Liangtong felt embarrassed, frantically trying to get off his lap.

But Huo Shaojun dominantly held onto her slender waist, saying hummingly, "Don’t you want to hear my terms?"

Jian Liangtong suddenly quieted down, her entire face and even her long neck turned red, clenched fists, she endured and looked at Huo Shaojun, "Does Huo Tianwang conduct conversations with everyone this way?"

"Naturally not." Huo Shaojun, taking Jian Liangtong’s query earnestly, answered seriously.

Jian Liangtong, "..."

Jian Liangtong’s gaze was extremely chaotic and confused as she looked at Huo Shaojun.

If Huo Shaojun were not ill-intentioned, utterly unreliable, and simply trying to sneakily impose his hidden rules on her in a beastly manner, then their current interaction mode, along with his series of naturally intimate and ambiguous gestures towards her, wouldn’t they be too bizarre?!

Huo Shaojun seemed not to notice the confusion and disorder in Jian Liangtong’s eyes, his arm around her waist tightened, his tone was light, "Sign a contract with me and I’ll give you a promise."

Jian Liangtong barely suppressed the chaos and unease in her eyes, staring at him, she asked softly, "What contract?"

Huo Shaojun lowered his eyelids slightly, "Marry me."

His voice sounded extremely calm and composed, even with a detachment that seemed indifferent and unrelated to him.

Jian Liangtong considered herself not as poised as him.

So when she heard him say "Marry me," she was so shocked as if struck by lightning, staring at Huo Shaojun, stunned beyond measure, Jian Liangtong was instead speechless.

She hurriedly got off Huo Shaojun’s lap, grabbed her bag from the sofa, and without a word headed for the door.

Huo Shaojun seemed to have anticipated her move, quite leisurely picking up the remote from the coffee table in front of him, locking the door.

Jian Liangtong reached for the door, pulled it several times but couldn’t open it.

Her body froze at the door for several minutes, she suddenly turned around, looking at Huo Shaojun with disbelief, "Are you sure you know what you just said?"

There was not a ripple in Huo Shaojun’s eyes, he glanced at Jian Liangtong calmly, slowly saying, "You marry me, I’ll help you establish a foothold in the entertainment industry. Besides gaining an additional identity, your life won’t change at all. I won’t force you to fulfill marital obligations, nor will I interfere in your private life. You just need to marry me."

Jian Liangtong’s eyelids twitched, still unable to understand the reason behind his actions, "Why me?"