Chapter 20: What on Earth Has Stimulated Him?

Chapter 20: What on Earth Has Stimulated Him?

Chapter 20: What on Earth Has Stimulated Him?

The night sky was vast and dark, with the bright moon hanging high.

After Song Qingtian delivered little Nuonuo to her grandmother’s room, she returned to her own and locked the door from the inside.

She really didn’t want to relive yesterday’s shock again.

As for that dog of a man, Ling Hanyu—his study is so big, and there are so many guest rooms.

He’s the master of this house; does he really worry about not having a place to sleep?

Today she spent the whole day playing wildly with the child, leaving her exhausted and drained. She quickly took a shower and then lay in bed, staring into space.

Just thinking about what Ling Hanyu did in the water this afternoon made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

That dog of a man actually went around teasing her right in front of the child.

What’s more, he even took advantage of Nuonuo’s inattention to forcibly kiss her—and to make matters worse, she almost couldn’t help but respond!

Song Qingtian was filled with regret; she wished she could smash herself against a block of tofu and die. How could she have been so overcome by lust at such a moment?

Although Song Qingtian had never been in a relationship before, she firmly refused to accept a marriage based solely on duty without any emotional connection.

Ling Hanyu, however, had no idea about the turmoil in Song Qingtian’s heart. At that very moment, he was in his study holding an international video conference.

Yet time and again, the image of that woman in his arms this afternoon kept popping into his mind.

Her passionate response had left him with a lingering aftertaste.

She… seemed somehow different?

And yet, at the same time, she hadn’t changed at all—she just kept finding new ways to catch his attention.

Lately, though, he found himself less repulsed by her absurdly comical antics.

“President Ling? President Ling?” Secretary Yang couldn’t help but call out, reminding him that this was already the umpteenth time today the president had spaced out.

“What is it?”

“Steven is asking about the European base station project.”

“First send me the feasibility report for the project. That’s all for today—adjourned.”

No sooner had Ling Hanyu finished speaking than he hung up the video call, completely unaware of just how much of a shock his “adjourned” remark had caused everyone on the other end.

“Secretary Yang, what on earth has stimulated President Ling?”

The workaholic President Ling actually had a day off early?

The man who used to keep them working late into the night, often until two or three in the morning, was letting everyone go home before ten o’clock today!

“So what? Do you all enjoy working overtime?” Yang Yifan shot back coolly.

Everyone immediately shook their heads in unison. Who wouldn’t want to leave work on time every day? It’s only because the “demon boss” forces them to.

Yang Yifan looked equally puzzled, but as a competent secretary, that wasn’t his concern.

He figured the president must have been stirred up again by Miss Song lately.

After all, having such a headstrong wife can be pretty exhausting.

Song Qingtian and Ling Hanyu each had their own thoughts, but they shared the same goal: to get along exceptionally well in front of Ling Qingyun and Liu Shuping.

Seeing that the two were getting along so peacefully, Ling’s Father and Mother decided to leave after staying for three days.

They wanted to give the young couple some space, since their presence here was actually putting extra pressure on them.

When Ling Hanyu sent his parents back to the old family home and returned home, he wanted to sit down and have a proper talk with Song Qingtian about their future.

He searched everywhere, but couldn’t find Song Qingtian anywhere. Asking the household servants, they said Song Qingtian had taken the child out to play.

Ling Hanyu decided to go back to his study to wait for her, but suddenly he spotted that glaring divorce agreement lying on the desk.

In an instant, he flew into a rage and angrily swept everything off the desk.

“Song Qingtian!”

End of Chapter 20: What on Earth Has Stimulated Him?

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