"Jiang Jinchen, can I interpret your actions right now as you treating me differently?" A glimmer of hope emerged in Jing Yan's eyes.
She swallowed, facing Jiang Jinchen's perplexed and wicked eyes.
"You, Mr. Jiang Jinchen, have had plenty of women, haven't you? It was just one night, we're all adults, why are you in such a hurry to send me away? Is it because I'm a daughter of the Jing Family, or because it was my first time?"
"..."
Jiang Jinchen's gaze tightened, and he parted his thin lips slightly.
"Don't take a girl's first time so lightly. I used to be terrible, I've had many women, but I never touch the inexperienced."
Jiang Jinchen slightly lifted his head, his profile bathed in the soft light, deep and charming.
"The only one I've ever touched is the woman I want to cherish for a lifetime."
Jiang Jinchen took a cigarette from his pocket and gently lit it.
Somehow, he had also grown fond of the taste of nicotine.
