The next second, he immediately grabbed her slender waist with both hands, turning his lips from passive to active, slipping into her mouth, and dominated fiercely, conquering and plundering.

Only her body warmth comforted him, only having her in his arms allowed him to slowly calm down.

After a long, deep kiss ended, he pressed his forehead against hers and said, "It’s still not enough."

"What’s not enough?" Song Yinyin gasped, struggling slightly to get a bit of air, her voice hoarse.

He clenched his teeth and said, "You secretly went to see Professor Qin Qing, I’m very upset. You knew how worried I was, yet you still did it? So, you’re punished tonight..."

Pausing deliberately, his gaze deepened, he leaned slightly to the side, biting her earlobe, whispered, "How did you just call me?"

Huh?

Just now?

Song Yinyin’s mind was still a bit foggy, she couldn’t recall at first. But when she finally came around, she suddenly understood what Lu Jihan meant.

"Husband? Dear husband?" she asked uncertainly.

"Mm, I’ll deal with you slowly tonight."

The bandit-like voice had a hint of ambiguity, making Song Yinyin’s face turn red instantly.

Finally, he lightly bit her earlobe again, saying saucily, "I just hope you’d call me that."

Song Yinyin: "..."

He continued to cuddle with her for a bit. Song Yinyin was shy, worried that Shen Kang had been waiting outside for too long and knew what they were doing in the car, how could she face him later?

She pressed her hands against Lu Jihan’s chest and gently pushed: "That’s enough, don’t be angry anymore, I promise when we go back... you can deal with me however you like."

Lu Jihan chuckled, "Really?"

She nodded, her face flushing red.

Lu Jihan raised an eyebrow in satisfaction, happily whistled, rolled down the window and called out, "Shen Kang, drive!"

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

Shen Kang smiled faintly, nodded, and got into the driver’s seat.

......

At the Yan Family, Yan Zhengxiong instructed the housekeeper to prepare some nourishing soup and medicine to send to the hospital to visit Yan Kejun.

Just about to head out, his phone rang.

Seeing it was the assistant calling, he frowned as he answered, "Hello."

"Sir, something’s wrong, Professor Qin Qing... there’s been a situation!" the assistant’s voice was somewhat flustered, indicating an urgent situation.

"Professor Qin Qing?" Yan Zhengxiong frowned, "What’s happened to him?"

"Sir, take a look at this."

The assistant showed Yan Zhengxiong a video on the phone; in it, Qin Qing was getting intimate with a young girl whose face was pixelated, in an office...

Yan Zhengxiong’s face turned livid.

"Damn it! What is going on?"

"Earlier, Professor Qin Qing followed our instructions to confront Lu Jihan. But, somehow Lu Jihan found out about these videos and exposed them online directly."

The assistant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "It seems Professor Qin’s move is now impossible to continue. His reputation in this circle is sure to plummet..."

Yan Zhengxiong was furious, almost throwing everything he held.

But he restrained his temper, not venting it out, veins bulging, face turning dark.

Meanwhile, the doorbell rang outside.

After a while, a servant came to report: "Sir, Professor Qin Qing is here, claiming to have an urgent matter to discuss with you."

Yan Zhengxiong’s eyes widened in disbelief, glancing towards the entrance, spat, "That Qin has the nerve to show up here directly, why not find an excuse and send him away?!"