Does a toad also crave a taste of swan meat

Ji Ningxue... Jiang Che was indeed interested in her!

During the just-completed game of Truth or Dare, he had already gathered plenty of information about her.

Despite being 27 years old, Ji Ningxue was as unripe as a green apple, exuding an air of innocence.

"You're going to take me home?" Ji Ningxue narrowed her eyes, sizing up Jiang Che standing before her.

[This little guy is definitely up to no good.]

Ji Ningxue frowned slightly, pursing her lips. How was this guy so skilled at kissing?

"I’ll have you know, I’m going home," she said.

Jiang Che blinked innocently. "Yeah, where else would I take you if not home?"

Ji Ningxue: "..."

In the end, she nodded. "Fine, you can take me back."

As the two walked away, the partygoers exchanged knowing glances.

This was wild—everyone here was an adult. Where they were headed next? It didn’t take a genius to guess.

Even a fool could figure it out!

A flash of envy crossed Zhou Kai’s eyes before he turned to the other students, his sycophantic smile vanishing, replaced by cold indifference.

"Listen up. Whatever happened tonight, including Jiang Che leaving with Ji Ningxue—none of us saw or heard anything. Got it? If anyone breathes a word... don’t blame me for forgetting our school ties."

As a top-tier rich second-generation heir, Zhou Kai was on a completely different level from these high school classmates. The only reason he’d organized this reunion was to get Ji Ningxue into his hands. Yet now, the woman he’d been pining for had run off with Jiang Che.

A pang of melancholy struck him, but the potential rewards were immense. This was his golden ticket to securing Jiang Che’s favor.

Sure enough, the next moment, a voice echoed in his ear.

[The Zhou family of Hangzhou, right? If you ever run into trouble, just go to Qiangsheng Group’s Monkey and drop my name...]

Zhou Kai’s face lit up with ecstasy.

Perfect. Everything was falling into place. With Jiang Che’s backing, the Zhou family heirship was as good as his.

...

Inside the Maybach, Ji Ningxue sat in the passenger seat, her head tilted slightly, cheeks flushed from alcohol, radiating an irresistible allure.

"Ji-jie, if you’re drunk, try not to throw up in my car," Jiang Che teased.

"Hey, who’s drunk? I’m totally fine!" Ji Ningxue straightened up, a hint of defiance in her expression.

"That tiny glass of wine? No way it could get me drunk!"

"If you’re not drunk, then why did you agree to such a ridiculous dare? Unless... Ji-jie, you’re secretly a closet pervert?"

Ji Ningxue was speechless. "Ugh, you’re the pervert here! And... that was my first kiss!"

Jiang Che feigned shock. "What? First kiss? But you’re married! Unless... your husband has bad breath and you can’t stand him?"

Every word out of Jiang Che’s mouth was torture for Ji Ningxue.

"Idiot, just focus on driving!"

Jiang Che whistled, a smirk playing on his lips.

Ji Ningxue turned to look out the window, her mind in turmoil. Everything that had happened tonight was way too intense for her!

Still, a faint thrill bubbled in her chest. The forbidden thrill of sneaking around as a married woman—just thinking about it made her face burn.

Soon, the car pulled up to the Ji family villa.

The Ji estate was even more extravagant than Jiang Che’s, sprawling across a small hill with its own private garden, lush tea trees dotting the landscape.

"Not bad, Ningning-jie. Your family might not be rolling in cash, but you sure live large."

Ji Ningxue’s pride took another hit. What did he mean, "not rolling in cash"?

The Ji family was worth billions! If anyone else had said that, she’d have snapped back instantly. But coming from Jiang Che... she had no rebuttal.

"We’re here." The Maybach stopped at the Ji family gates.

Even from a distance, Jiang Che could smell the protagonist aura radiating off Xiao Chen.

"Hey, Ningning-jie, don’t get out yet. Kiss me one more time? I was so dizzy earlier, I barely felt anything. That was my first kiss too, you know?" Jiang Che shamelessly pleaded.

"Wait, yours too?" Ji Ningxue was surprised. Jiang Che’s first kiss?

"Mhm~ Aren’t you going to take responsibility, Ji-jie?" Jiang Che blinked innocently, looking utterly pitiful.

Of course, everyone knew that first kisses reset every day at midnight!

Totally legit!

"You... Ugh, fine, you little brat. One more kiss."

"Hehe~ Ji-jie, you’re the best!" Jiang Che had Ji Ningxue wrapped around his finger. Playing the pure-hearted little brother in front of an older woman like her? Guaranteed success.

...

"Huh? Whose Maybach is that?"

Xiao Chen, sweeping the front yard, glanced up and spotted the luxury car with the license plate "88888," his brow furrowing.

Just then, a voice called from behind.

"Jiang Che’s car? Take me to see!"

Zhao Li hurried out of the house, shooting Xiao Chen a disdainful look as she passed him.

"Useless trash, get out of the way. Don’t let Jiang Che catch sight of you."

Xiao Chen simply smiled humbly. After all, she was his mother-in-law. People naturally gravitated toward power—one day, he’d win her over with his charm.

With that, he picked up his broom and walked off, though his gaze remained fixed on the Maybach.

His instincts told him Ningxue was inside.

...

When Ji Ningxue stepped out of the car, her legs were unsteady, her high heels nearly twisting her ankle.

Though she’d straightened her clothes, she kept nervously adjusting her collar.

A closer look would reveal her lips, soft and pink, slightly swollen.

"Sweetheart, you’re back?" Zhao Li beamed as she approached, though her eyes were locked onto Jiang Che in the driver’s seat.

It really was him!

She’d seen Jiang Che once at an elite gathering years ago. Now this—this was what a true young master looked like.

"Is this... Young Master Jiang??" Zhao Li pretended to be shocked, her expression dripping with flattery.

"Did Young Master Jiang bring you home? Oh my, how embarrassing for us!"

She frantically signaled Ji Ningxue with her eyes, but her daughter ignored her.

"Auntie, Ji-jie had a bit to drink, so I offered to drive her back," Jiang Che said warmly, his smile like a gentle breeze.

"Won’t Young Master Jiang come in for a visit?"

Zhao Li’s mind raced. She wanted to set her daughter up with Jiang Che!

After all, she knew the truth—though Ji Ningxue had been married for three years, she’d never let that waste of space Xiao Chen lay a finger on her. She was still untouched!

She’d gone to great lengths to protect her daughter’s purity.

Only a noble young master like Jiang Che was worthy of her. Xiao Chen?

A toad lusting after swan meat?

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