Even If I Knew It a 'Green Tea', I Would Still Take the Bait (Forced Nph) - Chapter 14: Hot Potato

Chapter 14: Hot Potato

The high-performance Maybach slowly merged into the heavy traffic flow, the atmosphere inside the car was tranquil. Jiang Kan was waiting for a response in the front, but the person calling the shots in the back remained silent. Only Yu Fu, her heart pounding like concentrated raindrops, was in a mess.

She didn’t dare to look at Jiang Siwei, nor did she dare to react too much, afraid he would see through her little thoughts. Ironically, the hair tie she had taken back was like a hot potato in her palm, burning her curled fingers until they couldn’t stop trembling.

Jiang Siwei clearly noticed this, looking at her, his tone calm. “Are you hot?”

A bead of sweat rolled down her pale neck at his words.

Yu Fu couldn’t even deny it, lowering her eyelashes, mumbling an admission. “A bit.”

Sitting in the passenger seat, Jiang Kan suddenly turned his head, his gaze piercing through the gap between the seats, landing on Yu Fu’s rosy face, blurting out. “Are you running a fever? The temperature difference between morning and night has been large lately, it’s easy to catch a cold.”

With his words, the focus of attention in the car fell on her.

Yu Fu didn’t want Jiang Siwei’s attention now, shaking her head repeatedly. “No, it’s just hot.”

But the air conditioning was on in the car, the cool air circulating, it was quite refreshing. Jiang Kan furrowed his brows, still worried, without even thinking, he looked at Jiang Siwei. “Uncle, can you help feel her temperature?”

“……”

Yu Fu’s heart felt like it had flipped over, pounding wildly. Uncontrollably, she looked at the calm man sitting next to her. He was not old, but had a stable bearing, appearing detached from everything, with a clear-headed calmness.

Under the gaze of the two men, Jiang Siwei slightly lifted his eyes, slow and composed. “Feel what?”

Yu Fu couldn’t take it anymore, feeling suffocated in this enclosed space, and didn’t dare to hear what else Jiang Siwei might say, hastily stopping Jiang Kan. “I really don’t have a fever, I’ll be fine in a bit.”

Jiang Kan finally quieted down, and started pestering Jiang Siwei about the trip on Sunday again. Yu Fu had been a bit excited earlier, but after this brief clash, she felt she was no match for him at all, it would be very difficult to see Lu Xuezhou through him, she might have to make other plans.

She sighed silently in her heart.

Then she heard the not-very-talkative Jiang Siwei say, “We’re going to the East Suburban Airport, it’s late at night, outdoors, there will be a lot of mosquitoes and the road is not good, do you still want to go?”

The eyelashes that Yu Fu had lowered fluttered, realizing he was talking to her, her eyes brightening with excitement, quickly responding. “I want to, can I?”

Jiang Kan was also waiting for the answer.

The formally dressed Jiang Siwei casually tapped his fingertips on his thigh, as if caressing something, instructing Jiang Kan. “Create a group, I’ll add Xuezhou in.”

Yu Fu felt her breathing quivering, her chest heaving rapidly, her heart filled with a sweet sensation, as if she had licked something very sweet. But she was also afraid, afraid of being discovered to have ulterior motives, so she immediately lowered her eyelids, staring at her knees, softly saying, “Thank you, uncle…”

The corners of Jiang Siwei’s lips lifted slightly. “Wear more, it gets cold at night.”

Even though she was being cared for, Yu Fu felt a little strange about it, but out of politeness, she obediently nodded. Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of Yu Fu’s villa. As soon as Yu Fu unbuckled her seatbelt, Jiang Kan in the front turned to say goodbye to her. “See you tomorrow, remember to bring an umbrella.”

Yu Fu responded with a hum, her gaze uncontrollably looking towards the man leaning back in the back seat. In her small town before, she had never had the chance to see such a handsome guy, with high brows and deep eyes, but not overbearing, with a deep and steady bearing, like the black suit on his body, impeccable, dignified yet aloof.

It also hinted at an uncontrollable danger.

“Goodbye.”

Yu Fu said to him.

But it was the always-looking-back Jiang Kan who caught it. “Let’s stay in touch on WeChat.”

Jiang Siwei didn’t say anything, leaning back in the seat, eyes closed to rest, his right leg crossed over the left, the neatly pressed pant leg slightly riding up, the expensive fabric of the trousers tightly following the well-exercised contours of his leg, exuding an indescribable sexiness.

Yu Fu looked at him deeply for a moment, then gently closed the door as she left.