That Girl From Nowhere: Tycoon's Forbidden Sweetheart

Song Shijia wanted to say something, but he was a bit annoyed, so he simply lowered his head and blocked her mouth, kissing her.

He stopped only after taking in the girl’s words and her sweetness.

Pressing his forehead against hers, he panted lightly.

"Your problems are my problems too," his voice was slightly hoarse, and his gaze was gentle, "trust me a bit more, okay? I won’t let them hurt you."

Song Shijia’s cheeks heated up. They were too close, his breath entwined with hers, his enlarged handsome face occupying her entire view. She even felt like she couldn’t breathe, her legs growing weak.

Besides, she felt a little like crying.

After a while, she gently nodded, "Mm..."

Ji Ruofeng lowered his head to kiss her again, finally simply holding her up, pinning her against the door panel while kissing.

Outside, it was still bustling, but the temperature inside the box was gradually rising.

Five minutes later, the door to the box was suddenly pushed open.

Fan Xinglan at the door, and the manager Hepburn who brought the card to open the door, were both stunned.

They dumbly stared inside at Ji Ruofeng and Song Shijia entangled on the sofa.

Clothes in disarray and hair messy, looking like they just did something, and about to do something more...

The air instantly fell silent, and Fan Xinglan was simply dumbstruck.

The two on the sofa froze as well, their minds instantly clearing.

Ji Ruofeng immediately covered Song Shijia with a coat beside him, simultaneously pulling her into his arms, using his body to shield her from the outside view, his ears reddening to the extreme point.

Even though all the clothes were in place, and nothing inappropriate was seen, he instinctively acted like that, moving as if caught in an affair, flustered.

Fan Xinglan awkwardly scratched the back of his head, "Uh, uh, I knocked on the door for a long time, and seeing no response, I just..."

"Maybe it’s too noisy here, didn’t hear the knocking," Ji Ruofeng’s face turned as red as a cooked shrimp, "why are you looking for us?"

"You haven’t come out for a long time, little sister-in-law was a bit worried, so she asked me to check, didn’t expect... cough, to disturb you, but it’s too messy here, are you sure you don’t want to go back and continue?" Fan Xinglan winked at Ji Ruofeng.

Completely acting like someone watching a good show without causing trouble.

"Get out!"

Fan Xinglan sensibly closed the box door again.

Two minutes later, Ji Ruofeng and Song Shijia walked out from inside, clothes neatly tidied.

The two walked properly without daring to hold hands, awkwardly standing at the door of the box like two elementary students caught making a mistake, their ears and necks reddened.

Just then Yun Qiluo came out from next door, seeing their appearance, immediately sensed something big had happened.

Not even holding hands, standing so far apart, faces flushed, obviously had a fierce argument.

Moreover, a button on Song Shijia’s clothes was missing, her collarbone was red and slightly swollen.

Yun Qiluo suddenly felt anger rise in her heart, "Ji Ruofeng, you’ve gone too far!"

The suddenly scolded Ji Ruofeng: "?"

His heart skipped a beat, starting to feel guilty, had little sister-in-law already guessed what they were doing inside?

True, treating Shijia like that... was indeed too much, they weren’t even engaged, the location so casual, fortunately nothing really happened, little sister-in-law’s anger was understandable.

He was about to seriously apologize.

Then he heard Yun Qiluo angrily say, "It wasn’t Shijia’s fault, it was her family’s fault, how could you hit her?"

"...?"

Ji Ruofeng couldn’t help but slowly form a question mark over his head.