Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song-Chapter 104: Weren’t You Just Laughing and Chatting with Jinyan?

At this moment, Uncle Rong came and called everyone to the dining room for dinner. Song Yinyin realized she hadn’t taken her son’s apron and asked Song Dabai to go to the dining room first.

Then, she went upstairs to get her son’s apron.

Suddenly she found, at the turn of the wooden staircase, Lu Jihan quietly standing there.

His shadow was so long, stretching all the way to the bottom step, his handsome face truly expressionless.

No one knows when he came downstairs or how long he had been standing there, and Song Yinyin’s heart skipped a beat.

Remembering his gloomy expression when he first returned to the mansion, her heart felt a little uneasy.

The man before her, as if directly lifted from an oil painting, wouldn’t let anyone detect his emotions, without the slightest gap.

This appearance of his seemed somewhat frightening.

Song Yinyin’s heart pounded...

She hadn’t done anything wrong, so why was she afraid?

Thinking this, she braced herself, straightened her back, and walked step by step up the stairs.

And Lu Jihan, at this moment, also began to step down.

The closer she got to him, the more fiercely her heart beat, wanting to turn back yet not daring, her steps naturally halting until his aura enveloped above her.

He grasped her wrist, his grip like an iron clamp, dragging her towards the second floor.

Instinctively, she grabbed the stair railing, biting her thin lips, eyes widening in fright at him.

"Let go!" he said with unusual gentleness.

But his gaze was so cold, exuding an unquestionable aura and pressure, Song Yinyin couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

Her heart also began to beat violently.

"..."

Two seconds later, she released her grip.

Then Lu Jihan dragged her into his bedroom.

Song Yinyin felt panicked, resisting with all her might, but her struggles were futile, as Lu Jihan forcefully pulled her into the bedroom like a puppet doll.

The moment the door closed tightly, he pinned her firmly against the wall.

Song Yinyin tried earnestly to push away his body pressing against her, but his well-built frame was a head taller than her, incredibly powerful.

What frightened her even more was Lu Jihan’s large hand tightly clasping her slender waist, seemingly about to lift her clothes...

"Lu, what are you doing!"

She uneasily twisted her body, her heart beating faster.

"Lu?" Lu Jihan raised a brow slightly, his eyes cold, carelessly loosening the black casual shirt he had just changed into.

The casual shirt hung open, revealing his tan, strong skin; he casually supported himself against the wall beside Song Yinyin’s head with his hands.

Song Yinyin’s heart skipped a beat, remembering the scenes where he had bullied her before, she struggled even harder.

Unluckily, ’bang’, she hit the back of her head against the door.

Instantly, a sharp pain surged, Song Yinyin’s eyes reddening as she glared at Lu Jihan with anger and a hint of humiliation.

He looked at her wanting-to-cry expression, furrowed his brows tightly, his voice losing patience: "What are you crying for? Just now weren’t you chatting and laughing with Jinyan?"

Chatting and laughing?

When did she ever chat and laugh with Lu Jinyan!

She hadn’t yet had time to refute when she heard Lu Jihan coldly mocking, "Woman, your skills at enchanting people are becoming more skillful. But let me remind you, Jinyan is my nephew, don’t use that seductive trickery on him!"

The offensive words, unrestrained humiliation, spilled from his thin lips, causing a surge of anger to rise within Song Yinyin, vexedly pushing him away with force.