Plunder-Chapter 67 - Move in with Me

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Move in with Me

Chapter 67 -67: Move in with Me

“Zhou…”

Qiao En was about to speak, but Zhou Jin’an kissed her more deeply.

He dominantly and aggressively pried her lips apart, sweeping through like a hurricane.

The clear scent of tobacco filled her mouth, and familiar memories revived in her mind.

She resisted, resisted, and gradually became powerless.

Her mouth was hard, her words heartless, only her body was soft.

His kiss, as if it had some kind of magic, made her lose control as their lips and tongues entwined.

He knew her body’s code too well, his scorching hand on her slender waist, and the volcano inside her was about to erupt.

Zhou Jin’an held her tight, kissing her deeply.

It was as if he wanted to meld her into his body before she turned into a puddle.

“Wait for me, I will definitely explain things to you.”

In the haze of consciousness, Zhou Jin’an’s burning voice penetrated Qiao En’s ears.

She suddenly came to her senses, her teeth biting down on his lip.

“Hiss~”

Zhou Jin’an winced in pain.

Taking advantage of this, Qiao En pushed him away with one hand, her eyes chaotic, her breath disordered.

“Mr. Zhou, please behave yourself.”

Qiao En steadied her mind, the blush on her flushed cheeks gradually fading.

Zhou Jin’an raised his hand to wipe the blood that oozed from the corner of his lip, his eyes darkening even more.

He took out a key from his pocket and handed it to Qiao En.

“Move to Chu Garden, come live with me.”

Chu Garden was Zhou Jin’an’s private residence. He had a strong sense of boundaries and disliked having outsiders at his place.

Including Qiao En.

In Qiao En’s memory, the only time she spent the night at Chu Garden was when she had just become Zhou Jin’an’s secretary.

That time, Zhou Jin’an was drunk, and Qiao En helped him home, where he vomited all over the place. Sister Rong was busy cleaning up, and Qiao En helped him into the bedroom.

Their bodies rubbed together, sparking lust.

Leveraging on his drunken state, Zhou Jin’an kissed her, and Qiao En, to complete Mrs. Zhou’s task, willingly went to his bed.

After that, besides being his secretary, she also became his bed companion.

However, he never took Qiao En back to Chu Garden to spend the night again.

Qiao En stared at the key, lost in thought.

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Once upon a time, she too had fantasized about one day moving into that big house.

But that was in the past when they were happy together every day.

Now, they could no longer go back.

Qiao En did not take it, a chilly look rising in her cold eyes.

“Director Zhou, are you trying to treat me like a canary?”

Qiao En scoffed, shrugging her shoulders and increasing the distance between them.

“Sorry, I’m not interested.”

“I already have a boyfriend. Please, Director Zhou, don’t be presumptuous anymore. I don’t want your fiancée to misunderstand, nor do I want you disturbing my life with my boyfriend.”

Her words were harsh and ruthless, leaving no room for Zhou Jin’an.

In his predatory eyes, anger swirled.

“I will handle An Kexin’s matter well, making sure you aren’t hurt. Move in with me, and keep your distance from Ding Hao.”

Zhou Jin’an made a promise, yet immediately set a condition.

Qiao En looked at him as if she had heard a joke.

Ding Hao’s confession must have gotten to him, making him eager to find a cage to shut her away in.

It didn’t matter whether she was willing or not; what mattered was that she could still belong to him.

So, to Zhou Jin’an, was she a person with feelings and dignity, or merely an object he could possess at will?

“Mr. Zhou, you’re dreaming!”

Qiao En said no more, turning around and swiftly disappearing into the night.

Under the streetlight, Zhou Jin’an stood with his hands hanging by his sides.

His eyes, dark as the night sky, shadowed Qiao En’s retreating figure.

The next morning.

Qiao En bought breakfast for Qiao De.

Ding Hao was also there.

He held his phone, playing a game with Qiao De.

The two men, as they played, yelled and shouted excitedly.

Qiao De’s mood improved a lot, a smile appeared on his face, and there was a sparkle in his eyes.

“En’en, you’re here!”

Ding Hao immediately put down his phone and greeted her with a big smile on his face.

“Ah De, it’s time for breakfast.”

Qiao En handed over the breakfast buns she had bought, but Qiao De didn’t take them; he was immersed in the world of the game.

“I’ve eaten already.”

Only then did Qiao En notice that there were several breakfasts laid out on Qiao De’s bedside table.

“En’en, these steamed dumplings are specially bought for you, give them a try.”

Ding Hao, as if performing a magic trick, pulled out a beautifully packaged meal box.

He was making a courtesy call, Qiao En understood, but she didn’t want to accept it.

“I’ve already eaten.”

She picked up Qiao De’s dirty clothes and headed to the washroom with a basin, but Ding Hao followed her with the dumplings.

There were people in the washroom, and as soon as Ding Hao appeared, they recognized him.

“Doctor Ding, good morning!”

Ding Hao ignored them, opened the meal box, and started pushing the steamed dumplings towards Qiao En’s mouth.

“Be good, open your mouth!”

Qiao En, feeling extremely uncomfortable, quickly turned her head away.

“I’m really not hungry, eat it yourself.”

She refused, but Ding Hao persisted.

“Listen, it tastes better when it’s hot, and I went all the way across half the city just to buy these for you.”

Ding Hao pushed forward again.

“Doctor Ding, you really treat your girlfriend well!”

In front of the patients, unguarded in his laughter, he was a highly skilled angel.

But in front of Qiao En, he was a devil, both wicked and imposing.

“Miss, cherish him. Doctor Ding is a rare good man!”

Others flattered him, making Ding Hao even more smug.

Qiao En, feeling extremely uncomfortable, tried to leave with the basin, but Ding Hao blocked her path.

“My girlfriend, of course, deserves to be pampered.”

“Ding Hao!”

Qiao En lowered her voice and called him by name.

She despised Ding Hao’s ostentation and even more his coercion.

“Let me tell you a secret, my childhood nickname is Xiaohao Hao. In the future, when it’s just the two of us, you can call me that.”

His mouth curved in a disdainful smile, as if he was deliberately confronting Qiao En.

As people in the washroom gradually left, Qiao En decided to confront Ding Hao clearly.

“Doctor Ding, I think I need to be clear with you, I only consider you a normal friend, please don’t misunderstand. You’re a good person, but I’m not interested. I hope you don’t waste your time on me anymore.”

She spoke her rejection very directly.

Ding Hao listened, but the smirk on his lips deepened.

Like a rascal, he took another step toward Qiao En.

She had nowhere to retreat, her back suddenly pressed against the wall.

“But I like wasting my time here, what should I do?”

Qiao En didn’t know what to do, but someone did.

As Ding Hao’s words had just ended, Zhou Jin’an’s fist fiercely smashed into the back of his head.

The washroom was cramped, and Ding Hao fell to the ground unprepared.

The dumplings spilled out of the paper bowl, scattering everywhere.

“You first get out.”

Zhou Jin’an pulled Qiao En over and pushed her out of the washroom.

He kept his face stern, moved slowly, loosened his tie, then unbuttoned his shirt cuffs up to his elbows, revealing a segment of his muscular forearm.

Ding Hao, having taken a hit, lay on the wet slippery floor for quite a while before he forced himself up.

He spit on the ground and clenched his fist to strike at Zhou Jin’an.

The fist whistled through the air, creating a sharp sound.

“Zhou Jin’an, you’re looking for death!”