Back at the detached villa, Zhang Qixiang's face was gloomy and depressed.

But Liu Zhizhong was already waiting for her in the dining room on the first floor, grinning from ear to ear.

Looking at the beauty in front of him, Liu Zhizhong secretly seethed with passion.

She wore a beautiful black silk midi dress with floral patterns and a straight-across neckline that showcased her graceful and luscious figure.

Under the finely crafted glasses, her delicate and fair features had a distinctly charming flavor.

Even shrouded in gloom, she had a cold allure that was thrilling.

"Haha, Sister Qixiang, your man has come to see you. Cheer up a bit! Look, your skin is getting better and better, your complexion more and more delicate, and your figure is becoming more pronounced, just like a girl who's just started developing. Such a beauty shouldn't be frowning! Looks like having a man's tender care really makes a difference, huh?"

Liu Zhizhong's voice was magnetic, his tone warm and utterly wicked.

Zhang Qixiang really felt helpless and rolled her eyes at him. While setting the food on the table, she said bitterly, "You beast, you're disgusting! I was about to eat, and here you come to disturb me, right? Afraid that my uncle and aunt might plot to get rid of you somewhere, huh? Let me tell you, I can't help you with this. Don't push me too hard."

But she had to admit to some truths that Liu Zhizhong had mentioned.

Just now, when she met her aunt and Zhang Hong, both women indeed praised her skin and complexion, even asking about what cosmetics she used.

That was a vanity that felt very comforting to a woman.

But she knew these things too. Her tangled feelings of love and hate for Liu Zhizhong were indeed related to her own transformation, glowing with vitality and allure.

In a word, for a woman who had a sexual life at the age of 32, wouldn't she be both beautiful and nourished?

Liu Zhizhong didn't care what she cursed him with; he was only interested in what he could gain from being with her.

He lit a cigarette, took a sip of tea, and said, "Ah, Sister Qixiang, you speak with such gritted teeth; that's not very loving, is it! Have I pressed you? I haven't, have I?"

"It better not be, huh…" Zhang Qixiang said and then sat down on the chair across from Liu Zhizhong.

But Liu Zhizhong gestured to the seat next to him, "Sister Qixiang, come over, sit next to me and eat, let's be more affectionate."

"I won't!"

She was firm, cold, inflexible, and began eating her selection of food, filling her bowl.

Liu Zhizhong smiled without bothering her, feeling hungry himself, appreciating the really good food here.

So, he also lowered his head and ate, not willing to banter with her.

Anyway, he had come here this afternoon, and she had to accompany him for lunch and join him for a nap afterward.

The atmosphere at the dining table was still a bit awkward, at least Zhang Qixiang felt very suffocated.

How could the proud heiress of the Zhang Family be manipulated by someone as insignificant as Liu Zhizhong? Could the feeling be pleasant?

Liu Zhizhong didn't feel the awkwardness, not a bit of it, the awkwardness was for others.

When he was almost done eating, he loudly set down his chopsticks and stopped eating, wiping his mouth with a napkin.

Zhang Qixiang was still eating when she looked up and said sternly, "What, you're done eating? Is the food not to your taste? Sorry, then I won't have meals sent over anymore. I shouldn't spoil you!"

Who knew, Liu Zhizhong just shook his head with a smile, "How could the food my woman brought not be to my taste? I'm just half full, I don't want to eat anymore because I need to move around later. Eating too much can hurt the stomach. You should eat less too; I'm thinking of your well-being."

Zhang Qixiang immediately caught his implication, her face flushing red, and she pushed her bowl aside, "You dog, can you ever be serious?"

"Was what I said wrong? No, why aren't you eating then? Throwing down your chopsticks and pushing your bowl away."

"You... I... I don't want to waste words with you. I'm just dieting! Whether you eat or not, I don't care!"

With that, she wiped her mouth and went to the restroom.

Liu Zhizhong then stood up and went upstairs, saying as he walked, "Well, I'll go into the bedroom ahead, you come up later, I really have something important to ask you about."

Watching him swagger up the spiral staircase, Zhang Qixiang felt helpless and regretful, trapped in a solutionless life.

After she finished in the restroom, she had to tidy up the dishes herself, not bothering to call the servants.

After cleaning up, she went upstairs too – there was no escaping it!

As she thought about what might happen upstairs, she felt agitated and ashamed at herself for actually somewhat looking forward to it.

Women, sometimes, are just so interesting!

Before losing her virginity, she was frightfully virtuous, but once something happened, well, she turned quite wanton.

Before long, Zhang Qixiang entered her luxurious bedroom.

Liu Zhizhong was already naked, his clothes casually thrown on the sofa, lying on the soft bed, wrapped tightly in a pink blanket, showing only his face.

But underneath the blanket, something was already strikingly tented, quite a sight to behold.

He even reached out a hand from under the blanket and beckoned Zhang Qixiang, "Sister Qixiang, come here!"

Zhang Qixiang was both amused and irritated, thinking, "How shameless is this guy?"

But she coldly said, "Get up quickly and wash up!"

"I've already used your toothbrush and toothpaste, and my mouth feels frighteningly fresh; I also showered, I'm clean!"

"You… bastard, using my toothbrush and toothpaste, don't you find that disgusting?"

"You see, we are going to kiss in a while…"

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