The phone call dragged on until nine o'clock at night. Jiang Yao knew full well Chen Yuan probably wasn't planning on going home. Seeing how calm and unhurried he was, she figured he intended to stay the night at Fengting District.
'This couldn't be better.'
It had been ages since Jiang Yao had shared a bed with her young master. She missed that feeling dearly—the sense of security from holding his arm as she slept, and the fluttering in her chest upon waking up to see him beside her.
In the dark of the night, her eyes were filled with a seductive charm.
It had been a long time since she had been intimate with Chen Yuan, and a faint sense of anticipation stirred within her.
"Okay, that's all for now. Bye, Sis. The Young Master and I will come pick you up at the airport tomorrow."
"Just have Chen go. You don't need to come."
"No, I insist on going."
After saying this, Jiang Yao immediately hung up, giving her sister no chance to object.
