85: Next Time When You Want to Allure Me, Wear More Clothes

Next Time When You Want to Allure Me, Wear More Clothes

Luosang didn't know how to respond.1

Alright, I shouldn't have felt touched.

"Don't worry. After all, you used to take care of me. I won't let anything happen to you in this place." While speaking, Nian Junting took out his phone and turned to make a phone call.

"Hello, Director Zhang. I want to report something to you. I'm in the Gu Feng Club at the moment, and I've accidentally discovered that some improper trading is happenings in this place. You should send your people as soon as possible. It's alright, reporting things like this is the duty of every citizen."

Luosang's mouth corners twitched slightly. Do you have to make it sound so righteous?

She had thought about calling the police before. However, she also understood that such a large, private club must have a solid background in Xia City, so calling the police wouldn't have been helpful to her. But to her surprise, Nian Junting directly called the police chief to report this.

Rich and powerful people are living a different life indeed.

After hanging up the phone, Nian Junting turned back to find that Luosang's eyes were sparkling beautifully under the lamplight. And she was wearing such a thin dress that seemed to need some protection.

He praised her in his head. She has a much better sense of fashion than before.

"Relax. After tonight, Mr. Lin will spend the rest of his life in prison. He won't be able to bring you any trouble," he said.

Luosang gave a start and said, "Can the police find any proof? This club should have a strong background, right?"

"Whatever background they have, it's nothing in comparison with the Nian Family." Nian Junting gave a scornful smile and said, "The police can find any proof they want in a place like this. What do you think that group of women by the front door are here for? Besides, the police will visit without warning, so the people won't have enough time to run."

"You're right," Luosang nodded, then raised her head and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Nian."

"Em," Nian Junting felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze.

He never noticed it before, but now, he felt that her eyes were extremely alluring. "Where's your coat?" he asked.

"I didn't wear one," she responded awkwardly.

As she had expected, Nian Junting's face darkened after he heard what she said. "It's so cold, but you came out wearing such a thin piece of dress. No wonder some man tried to do things to you."

Luosang lowered her head. She knew that he would think that way. "It's not what you think…" she tried to explain.

"If it's not like what I said, did you wear like this on purpose because you knew that I was going to be here?" he asked without thinking.

"That's not true either…" said Luosang.

"Did Sister Lan tell you that I'm here? Or Lu Kang?" Nian Junting continued asking questions with a serious look. "You got along with Sister Lan and Lu Kang quite well before. You were really thinking ahead."

Luosang didn't know what to say.

It's you who has been thinking ahead.

Luosang decided to change the topic. "Should we get out? This is the men's room after all. People may come in at any time."

"Now you know that people may come in," Nian Junting sneered and responded. He turned, made two steps, then suddenly turned back.

Luosang, who followed close behind him, wasn't prepared for that. She bumped into his chest. Her nose hit his strong chest muscles. It hurt so badly that it squeezed a few teardrops out of her eyes.

"Mr. Nian, why did you stop so suddenly?" she asked.

Her voice was soft. She didn't realize that she sounded like she was grumbling in a flirtish manner.

Nian Junting lowered his head to look at her. Without any preparation, he saw her snow-white chest and her cleavage.

He blinked, knitted his brows, then took off his brown-colored jacket and put it around her shoulders. After that, he warned her, "Next time, wear more clothes when you try to allure me. Don't catch a cold."

The unique manly vibe that belonged to the jacket immediately wrapped her up. Luosang's body was warmed, so was her heart.

Maybe it was because she was exhausted, because she didn't try to argue against him; instead, she simply responded with a hum. But of course, arguing was unlikely to be helpful to her.

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