Unrivaled Soldier in the City-Chapter 41: The Unfinished Kiss
Looking at Fan Bingbing’s tightly closed eyes, her lovely face, and her hot, red lips, Lin Kuang’s heart began to race. The next moment, their lips touched. Fan Bingbing’s body quivered, her pretty face turning even more radiant.
Feeling her soft lips, Lin Kuang wanted to continue, but just then, the door was abruptly thrown open.
Immediately after, a shrill, androgynous voice screamed in the room, "Ah! Good heavens, what are you two doing?! Oh, my God!
"Incredible, just incredible! This is unbelievable! To think you’d be doing something like this... Oh, heavens, my world is falling apart!"
Hearing the voice, Lin Kuang and Fan Bingbing both flinched and instantly pulled apart. Fan Bingbing shyly lowered her head, her face bright red, unable to look at Lin Kuang.
A flicker of embarrassment crossed Lin Kuang’s face, but the sight of the effeminate Zhao You standing in the doorway made his stomach churn. The guy was repulsive. Especially his timing. He didn’t come back earlier, he didn’t come back later—he had to come back at this exact moment. How infuriating!
"You! Shut up!" Lin Kuang roared, unable to control himself.
At his shout, Zhao You trembled in fright and quickly clamped his mouth shut, not daring to speak another word.
Lin Kuang shot Zhao You a fierce glare before turning his gaze to Fan Bingbing. "Bingbing, it’s getting late. I should go," he said softly, his voice laced with a rare tenderness.
"Mm... okay. I’ll see you out." Fan Bingbing quickly stood up, glancing at Lin Kuang with a flushed face.
Just as Zhao You moved to stop them, a harsh glare from Lin Kuang froze him in his tracks.
Fan Bingbing and Lin Kuang left the room and entered the elevator. Her shyness hadn’t faded. She kept her head down, not daring to look at him.
Just then, Lin Kuang suddenly grabbed her nervous little hand and pulled her into his arms.
"Let’s continue our unfinished kiss."
With that, Lin Kuang lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers. Before Fan Bingbing could fully savor the sensation, he pulled away. The elevator was about to reach the ground floor.
Holding her in his arms, Lin Kuang smiled. "Bingbing, remember this unfinished kiss, alright? We’ll continue it next time."
"Mm," Fan Bingbing replied, her face blushing. She didn’t even know why she agreed. Her mind was a jumble of complex emotions.
After stepping out of the elevator, Fan Bingbing walked Lin Kuang to the main entrance of the Siegel Hotel, where they waved goodbye.
However, their intimate behavior as they left was inevitably caught on camera by the paparazzi. Though they didn’t get a shot of them embracing, a picture of them holding hands was definitely headline-worthy.
Watching Lin Kuang drive away, Fan Bingbing was still in a daze. Only after he was long gone did she turn to go back inside. Her crimson cheeks were exquisitely radiant, and her heart was pounding in her chest.
Although she had given Lin Kuang her first kiss in a state of confusion, she didn’t regret it. In fact, a small, sweet feeling bloomed in her heart—an indescribable, elusive sensation.
As he drove, Lin Kuang clearly sensed several cars tailing him.
Paparazzi? These guys are relentless! he muttered to himself. He suddenly shifted gears and slammed on the accelerator. The Mercedes-Benz commercial van roared to life like a steel beast, speeding down the road.
With his expert evasive maneuvers, Lin Kuang quickly shook off the paparazzi. After all, he was the ace of the Wild Wolves. If he couldn’t even manage this, he’d be pathetic.
After dealing with the paparazzi, Lin Kuang checked the time. It was already eleven at night. He thought for a moment, then pulled over to the side of the road and removed the license plates. With that done, he got back into the driver’s seat and waited quietly.
He was waiting for Zhang Lianmei to call, waiting for the location of Wang Yuan, the boss of the Eagle Sect. People like him rarely had a fixed place to stay at night. It could be a hotel, a bathhouse, his own home, or some secret villa—it was impossible to know. Unless you were in their inner circle, an ordinary person would never know their whereabouts. After all, men in their position feared death. If they were actually killed, they’d die without any recourse.
Time passed silently. At half-past eleven, Lin Kuang’s phone buzzed. It was a text from Zhang Lianmei.
The message was concise and clear: "Blue Sky Homes, Villa 85." It also included a photo of Wang Yuan, since Zhang Lianmei was worried Lin Kuang might not recognize him.
Lin Kuang mused with a slight smile. This Zhang Lianmei is a very thoughtful woman. Ambitious, meticulous, and shrewd. Definitely not someone to be trifled with.
Thinking this, Lin Kuang started the car, switched on the GPS, and sped off.
After sending the text, Zhang Lianmei breathed a sigh of relief. She had considered betraying Lin Kuang, but for some reason, the memory of his eyes sent an icy chill through her heart. That was why she didn’t dare to cross him. Besides, a greater reason held her back: her own ambition. I can’t let myself stagnate. I must have more control, more power! If Lin Kuang can really take out Wang Yuan, I’ll have the perfect opportunity to seize power and become the Empress of the Eagle Sect. Of course, if Lin Kuang dies, I won’t lose a thing. For me, it’s a win-win situation.
Thinking this, Zhang Lianmei finished dressing in the restroom, then threw the SIM card into the toilet and flushed it away.
"Darling, are you done yet? I’m getting impatient," a man’s voice called from the bedroom.
"Oh, I’m coming, I’m coming! You’re always in such a rush, Liu," Zhang Lianmei replied in a cloyingly sweet voice. She then swayed out of the restroom and back into the bedroom.
Meanwhile, Lin Kuang had already arrived at the address Zhang Lianmei provided. It was a district of villas, similar to Panhai Lanting. He drove the car into a grove of trees before getting out. His gaze fell upon the cluster of villas just beyond the woods.
