CHAPTER 18: CHAPTER 18: A FAINT, SWEET FRAGRANCE WAFTS OVER...

Thud——

Song Yinyin was thrown into a high-class nanny van, landing on the back seat, her nose smashing into the headrest, causing tears to well up in her eyes from the pain.

She rubbed her nose, glaring angrily at the man behind her, Lu Jihan, a tall and slender figure in a well-tailored black striped suit that showcased his perfect physique.

But she had no inclination to appreciate male beauty; she only felt incredibly unlucky to have bumped into this egotistical, chauvinistic pig, lunatic...

Song Yinyin cursed Lu Jihan fiercely in her heart before sitting up straight, her almond eyes wide open, "Open the door, let me out!"

He glanced at her, a thin smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

The very next second, he waved his hand and said, "Drive."

The car slowly started moving, picking up speed as it sped through the bustling city.

Song Yinyin looked in shock at the rapidly retreating scenery outside the window, her head like a jammed puppet, slowly turning back to glare at him.

However, before she could speak, he leaned back lazily, his hands clasped over his legs, "Speak, what’s your purpose in approaching me?"

As if hearing the world’s biggest joke, Song Yinyin pursed her lips, letting out a snort from her nose.

Did he actually think she went to the Song Family to get close to him?

"Sir, this narcissism of yours really needs treatment at a hospital!" she snapped irritably.

Not wanting to pay him any mind, she got up to open the car door and get out.

However, the next moment, her slender waist was tightly grasped by something, and the two of them suddenly swapped positions—

Lu Jihan extended his iron arm, and with a swift motion, pressed her slender, graceful body against his chest, as solid as a wall.

Song Yinyin’s back ached painfully from the bump, wrinkling her nose, she turned to curse him, but just as she did, she realized she was sitting awkwardly on his... lap.

And her pert bottom was pressed right against his most sensitive part!

At that moment, the car happened to drive over an obstacle, causing the wheels to shake and the car body to jolt violently.

"Mmm..." Lu Jihan felt a familiar heat wave surge from his lower abdomen, and as he abruptly raised his head, his thin lips accidentally brushed against her face.

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted into his nose, causing his throat to bob and his breath to catch.

Little Jinhan was already uncontrollably rising towards Song Yinyin...

He was a normal, virile man, but due to the Blood Curse, the blood of ordinary women couldn’t merge with his.

Except for that woman from six years ago...

Over the years, he had been very disciplined, yet the woman before him bore a striking resemblance to that woman six years ago, both having a special and deadly attraction to him.

The sweet fragrance she emitted was the same as that of the woman from six years ago, inflaming his desire, making him want to possess her immediately, to crush her!

Was it a coincidence, or just his illusion?

A brief lapse in concentration was traded for a crisp, clear sound.

Song Yinyin was truly furious, never having encountered such an unscrupulous, shameless man, daring to do this to her in broad daylight... The next second, she directly raised her hand and slapped him.

Slap——

Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!

Lu Jihan’s handsome face was slapped to the side, his eyes instantly darkened, the ink within them like a tide rising to engulf everything.

He turned back, seizing her fair wrist.

The next second, cold words spilled from his cool lips, "What are you being so coy about? Wasn’t your purpose in approaching me to attract my attention?"