God of Racing-Chapter 322 - 317: Scent

At two in the morning, in the West Suburb of Donghua, Tangchi Villa.

In the darkness masked by scattered lights, a delicate and slender figure leaped down from the wall.

"Ouch, it hurts."

As she landed, she twisted her ankle. Frowning and enduring the pain, Yu Sangwan stood up and stealthily walked inside. Her phone vibrated in her pocket, and she took it out to find a text message.

Wanwan, let’s talk. Call me back when you see this message. From: An Zihao.

"Tch!" Yu Sangwan let out a cold laugh, her gaze dimming. She steadied herself and shoved the phone back into her pocket, continuing forward.

She carried a backpack on her shoulder and a camera in her hand, equipped like a typical paparazzo. Her foot hurt badly, making each step difficult. Unintentionally, she tilted her head up, revealing a petite and exquisite face.

Under her neat bangs, her skin was as smooth as a freshly peeled egg. Her slender, large eyes shimmered with emotion, her rosy lips vivid as rose petals, standing out against her fair skin. A dimple danced on her left cheek, lively and playful.

Afraid to get too close, Yu Sangwan held her breath and crouched behind an artificial rock.

In the middle of the courtyard, there was an open-air hot spring pool, emitting steamy mist, with a man and a woman soaking inside in light clothing.

"Mr. Lu, how do you feel? The aroma therapy has been changed according to your request." The woman lifted her hand, her fingertips gently circling the man’s temple. She occasionally glanced at the man with closed eyes, her face shy and cheeks flushed.

The angle was wrong, Yu Sangwan couldn’t see what the man looked like, she only heard his deep voice, "I don’t feel anything... the scent of this aroma isn’t right."

"Oh... is it?" The woman paused slightly but moved a little closer to the man, her fingertips drifting from his temples to his chest, her voice changing, "Mr. Lu..."

That voice... Yu Sangwan shuddered and raised her camera. A headline was coming!

"We forgot to learn how to fall out of love..."

Just as she was about to press the shutter, her phone suddenly rang in her pocket. Yu Sangwan was startled; it was An Zihao again!

Frustrated and anxious, Yu Sangwan hurried to hang up, but her hand slipped and she accidentally answered. A deep male voice broke through the phone angrily, "Yu Sangwan, why didn’t you reply to my text? We haven’t broken up yet..."

"Damn it!" Yu Sangwan was furious, hanging up and turning off the phone.

The world went silent, and Yu Sangwan looked up... she was doomed!

She knew she should run immediately, and quickly got up, but was hampered by her injured foot, moving slowly. Unexpectedly, she tripped over a stone, tumbling towards the edge of the hot spring pool, clinging desperately to its wall.

"Ah..." Yu Sangwan cried out in pain and panic.

Lu Jinxuan suddenly opened his eyes, irritation flaring in his deep, slender eyes. The woman quickly retracted her hand from his chest, whispering a reminder, "Mr. Lu, there’s a camera..."

Lu Jinxuan glanced at her and said calmly, "Leave!"

"..." The woman dared not say more, hurriedly climbing out of the hot spring to leave.

Lu Jinxuan slightly raised his chin and lowered his gaze as he walked towards Yu Sangwan. Yu Sangwan was too frightened to move, merely staring at him, dumbfounded.

"Paparazzi? Entertainment reporter?" Lu Jinxuan’s voice was low, giving a misleading impression of elegance.

"I..." Yu Sangwan looked up at him, nervously swallowing hard.

Lu Jinxuan’s eyes narrowed as he gazed at her, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He glanced at the camera by her side, slowly raising his hand towards her.

"Ah..."

Amidst her cries, Yu Sangwan was pulled into the hot spring pool by Lu Jinxuan, the hot water engulfing her, making her cough violently, "Cough, cough, cough..."

Before she could catch her breath, a strong arm wrapped around her waist. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Ah."

In an instant, she stumbled toward Lu Jinxuan, pressed against his tall body, inseparable, with an ambiguous haze enveloping them.

Yu Sangwan raised her head, in her struggle, her forehead bumped against Lu Jinxuan’s jaw. Her height of 1.67 meters wasn’t short, but Lu Jinxuan was at least a head taller than her.

Seeing him clearly, Yu Sangwan’s heartbeat inexplicably quickened. So... the CEO of Donghua, Lu Jinxuan, was this handsome?

He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, long legs, lean and muscular. His lower body was submerged in water, obscured from view. His short, light chestnut hair was disheveled, still wet, with droplets sliding over his firm chest, winding down the demarcated abs, following the V-line downwards, perfectly revealing his tall and robust physique.

Yu Sangwan’s breath was rapid, her lips slightly parted in tension, and her breath fanned over Lu Jinxuan’s face due to their closeness.

Suddenly, he raised his brows slightly, a touch of disbelief flickering in his eyes... this woman’s scent? Strangely familiar to him!

The scent the therapist couldn’t find was astonishingly found on this woman? He wasn’t sure, so he bent his head, burying his face in her neck, greedily inhaling.

Saturated by the water, her ears ringing, and the unfamiliar touch on her neck, Yu Sangwan was so scared she was on the verge of tears, "Mr. Lu... what are you doing? I know I was wrong, I won’t take any photos! Please let me go!"

Lu Jinxuan seemed not to hear her, tightening his hold, while Yu Sangwan looked at him with pure fear in her eyes, "Mr. Lu, I beg you! Let me go, I didn’t capture anything!"

Lu Jinxuan remained silent, deeply inhaling her scent.

"Mr. Lu, you don’t believe me? You can check my camera if you don’t, really, I didn’t capture anything... I was just doing my job, sorry to have disturbed you, I promise I won’t dare again..."

No matter how much she pleaded, he didn’t respond, his face buried in her neck, his lips moving indiscriminately against her skin.

"Ah... Mr. Lu, I..."

Yu Sangwan was still about to plead when Lu Jinxuan suddenly bent down and firmly sealed her incessant, nagging mouth with a quick, steady, harsh kiss! He meant only to do so, but the marshmallow-like softness, the inexperienced taste, turned the kiss into a full assault and all-out invasion!

It was this taste! Unexpected and forceful, yet it was this taste!

"Mm..." Yu Sangwan’s mind went blank, feeling the oxygen being drained from her lungs piece by piece, her body being pressed harshly into his chest, as if she was about to be swallowed by this man! Did ruining his mood mean she had to pay with herself?

"Mmph..." Yu Sangwan cried out in fear, "Mr. Lu, please let me go! I’m just a reporter, with a bad figure, average looks, no experience..."

Lu Jinxuan suddenly gripped the back of her head, speaking lowly in her ear, "Hush!"

"Hm?" Yu Sangwan was stunned, but he lifted her out of the hot spring.

Lu Jinxuan had a towel wrapped around his waist, now soaked, while she was thoroughly wet. The clothes clung to her, outlining her exquisite curves.

Lu Jinxuan carried her inside, tossing her onto the wide sofa, and Yu Sangwan’s voice changed in fear.

"Mr... Lu?"

Lu Jinxuan’s tall body soon covered her, effortlessly enveloping her, tossing her soaked backpack and camera aside. His eyelids drooping, a long-awaited sleepiness descending... burying his head in her neck, "Sleep, sleep now!"

Yu Sangwan was stunned, and with Lu Jinxuan’s limbs entangled around her, she found herself unable to move!