The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 367 - 285

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Chapter 367: Chapter 285

Rong Zhi leisurely pressed down on the woman’s shoulders, using little force to gently steer her back into her seat.

She lowered her head slightly, her collar tilting to the side revealing a delicate collarbone, shining cold and white under the light. But more dazzling than that was the ring hanging around her neck.

The woman was momentarily confused, then chuckled lightly, "Sorry, I got carried away."

Rong Zhi raised an elegant eyebrow, "It’s fine."

The woman didn’t intend to flirt with someone who was taken, but with such a catch right before her, she still didn’t want to let go. Finally, under the guise of friendship, she persistently added Rong Zhi as a friend.

Ying Hengyu clicked his tongue repeatedly at the side.

The bar was set to operate until morning, and after a short while, Fu Jinyi was tired from playing and she waved at Rong Zhi at the bar counter, "Alright, alright, you can go, before Bai Su complains that I’m always taking up your time."

Rong Zhi expressionlessly unbuttoned his vest.

Fu Jinyi turned sideways, propping her chin with one hand and looking up, "Your look doesn’t seem right, what’s up, did something happen tonight? How about you talk to me about it, I might be able to give you some advice."

"No need." Rong Zhi took off his coat, rolling up his sleeves, his forearms slender and snow-like.

Fu Jinyi leaned back, and let out a subtle sigh: "I’ve noticed that now, apart from Bai Su, you don’t open up to anyone."

Rong Zhi’s steps halted, a slight frown creasing his brow.

Fu Jinyi wrapped her arms around her waist from behind, mimicking Fu Xixiao’s style to nuzzle her cheek. Unsurprisingly, she felt her body stiffen.

"Babe, learn to relax, don’t keep yourself so tense."

She chuckled lightly, releasing her hold, and nudged Rong Zhi to walk forward.

Rong Zhi cast a lowered gaze at her, saying nothing.

On the drive back to Tingshan Villa, she seemed absent-minded. Ying Hengyu noticed and wanted to urge her, but after a while of opening and closing his mouth, ended up saying nothing.

Ultimately it was due to insufficient experience, even his persuasion sounded bland.

-

After showering, Rong Zhi held a laptop to work, sipping warm water occasionally.

Bai Su leaned closer, his long fingers tapped her forehead, chuckling lightly, "Did you have fun tonight?"

Rong Zhi typed on the keyboard, replying, "Yes."

Bai Su raised an eyebrow, looking at her expression so devoid of emotion it couldn’t be less, was this what she called ’fun’?

If it weren’t for his thorough understanding of her, he’d almost believe it.

He waited until she finished her honey water before scooping her up from the sofa to cradle her back to bed, "Alright then, little one, you have work tomorrow."

Rong Zhi hummed a response, closed her laptop, and handed it over to him.

After ensuring she was asleep, Bai Su turned and went downstairs.

"Mr. Su." Jiang Gujun spoke while waiting downstairs.

Bai Su replied with a faint "Mm," his expression devoid of the softness that it held when Rong Zhi was around, "What happened at the Ying Family tonight?"

Jiang Gujun pondered: "... Don’t get mad at what I’m about to say."

He then recounted everything that happened at the banquet tonight.

Bai Su listened intently, closed his eyes briefly, gripping the teacup tightly as a subtle smile played on his lips, "For now, don’t touch the Ying Family, but there’s no need to keep Sheng Family."

Jiang Gujun nodded, "Understood, I’ll go now."

-

The next morning, before Rong Zhi was fully awake, she was bombarded with a stream of messages giving her a headache.

She pressed her fingers against her forehead, murmuring softly, "Got it, I’ll be there soon."

Rong Jin readily agreed.

Throwing aside her phone, she pursed her lips as an arm encircled her waist from behind.

Bai Su poked her face, forming a little dimple, blinking with surprise, "Woke up with a dimple after a night’s sleep, how cute."

Rong Zhi: "..."

She held Bai Su’s hand, her voice slow and soft, "Stop messing around."

"No worries, no worries." Bai Su tightened his hold slightly on her waist, resting his chin in the crook of her soft shoulder, inhaling the subtle wood and agarwood scent on her, a lazy, carefree smile curling at the corners of his lips.

"Brother has chased away the bad guys for the little one, just rest peacefully, little one."