The Extreme Of Infatuation

On a snowy night, in the elegant four courtyards* of Tinh Trai Cac, Le Anh draped a luxurious and expensive men's suit over her hand.

*Sihe Yuan: is one of the traditional Chinese residential architecture types, consisting of 4 houses, the main house facing North-South, the side houses facing East-West. The adjacent roofs are connected to each other, forming a closed space surrounding the central courtyard.

Behind the silk curtain, Tu Kinh Tay was turning his back to adjust his clothes. His upper body was wearing a black shirt made of smooth, shiny chiffon. He reached out to grab a wet towel, the fabric of the shirt further accentuated the firm and strong muscles on his back. Although sexy, it was still elegant as if it was not tainted by the dust of the world.

Just looking at it for a second, Le Anh had to quickly look away.

Just five minutes ago, she accidentally bumped into Tu Kinh Tay outside the door, the yogurt box in her hand was pressed down and spilled out, wetting the other person's waist and crotch, the yogurt was so thick that the tissue couldn't wipe it clean.

It was only when the tea waiter came in, bringing towels and dry cleaning supplies to help Tu Kinh Tay clean up, that everything seemed to be over.

Tu Kinh Tay turned around and walked out, calmly taking the coat from her hand. In the moment they passed each other, his cold and noble back cast a shadow on her, the distance between them shortened, it seemed like something was squeezing her, making her breathing even heavier.

"I'm really sorry just now, is there any problem with your phone?"

The man's slender fingers were buttoning his shirt, he hesitated for a few seconds then replied: "No"

The hoarse voice only replied with one word.

The tea waiter quickly pulled out the sofa, respectfully inviting him to sit down.

Le Anh looked away, turned around and walked through the doorway back to the main hall.

"Have you finished everything?"

The person asking was Vu Hoai Anh, the spoiled young master who brought her here.

Le Anh said "Yes"

"This girl is the personal guide of the 799th art gallery, she happened to pass by here to give me the painting, just now she accidentally offended Mr. Tu, I personally apologize to you on her behalf."

Vu Hoai Anh put his arm around Le Anh's shoulder, introducing her to the distinguished guests in front of them.

Tonight's discussion about the Quan Thon Industrial Zone had to be paused because Le Anh's yogurt box accidentally spilled onto the host's clothes.

On the Beijing pear wood table, several accountants were standing and holding iPads to work, who sitting here weren't the children of the rich and powerful?

But in her eyes, she only paid attention to one person, the person with the highest status in this area - Tu Kinh Tay.

He was still cold and didn't say anything, just focused on burning the Tuan Dien incense, watching the smoke slowly rise.

This person was the eldest grandson of the Tu family, a family that everyone was wary of mentioning.

This land of the capital was home to many wealthy and powerful families, but the Tu family was considered the most noble.

The smoke from the Tuan Dien incense was as hazy as fog, Le Anh looked at Tu Kinh Tay, the expensive watch on his hand was stained with some incense powder, he slowly used a towel to wipe it off.

Le Anh did not dare to look for long, afraid that the waiter would throw her out.

Seeing Le Anh's face still pale, Vu Hoai Anh pulled her to sit beside her, coaxing: "The matter has been resolved, Mr. Tu did not eat you, so why are you afraid?"

"Wait until I finish my work and then come back to my place to spend the night. Don't be shy, we are all our people."

This was not the first time she heard him say such meaningful words.

"No, I still have something to do." Le Anh hurriedly moved away, wanting to leave.

Vu Hoai Anh pressed her wrist tighter and tighter, finally frowning, he thought she was unreasonable.

Only then did Le Anh realize that once she sat down in this position, it would be difficult to stand up.

Le Anh was originally just an ordinary art student, but Vu Hoai Anh was willing to pay a high price for her to draw him a few paintings, secretly happy that someone recognized her talent, completely unaware of the other party's evil intentions.

Unexpectedly, Vu Hoai Anh's purpose was her, not just the pictures she drew.

It is said that Vu Hoai Anh currently has a girlfriend, they have been in love for three or four years, and have not broken up yet, Le Anh is not interested in being the thirteenth person.

But the more she didn't want to, the more excited Vu Hoai Anh became to tease her.

At this moment, she discovered that her seat was right next to Tu Kinh Tay's.

Le Anh remembered the incident where she wet his pants, the white yogurt stain on his pants had disappeared, making her feel flustered.

Perhaps Tu Kinh Tay did not realize her presence, he was instructing the tea waiter about something in a low, cold voice that Le Anh could not hear clearly.

The tea waiter bent down and poured freshly brewed tea into Tu Kinh Tay's teacup.

Tu Kinh Tay did not touch the teacup, only saw him open the pen cap, sign the "Document exchange on new industrial park" then stand up and leave.

The door of Tinh Trai Cac opened with a creaking sound, the young masters who were sitting there all stood up to see him off, their attitudes full of humility: "Mr. Tu, take your time!"

With all reverence, their eyes unconsciously followed his back.

The floor heater was very hot. When Le Anh arrived, she was wearing very thick clothes, so she was so suffocated that she couldn't breathe. Suddenly, she wanted to leave.

After getting the signature of the Crown Prince of the Tu family, Vu Hoai Anh was busy arranging the documents so he didn't have time to keep her.

"Where are you going, Le Anh?"

"Go home."

Le Anh immediately grabbed her bag and left in a hurry. After walking a few steps, she saw a black car parked in front of the guild hall, about to start the engine.

In the middle of the cold winter, a girl stood next to the car, raising her beautifully made-up face to look at the man in the car.

"Brother Tu, you're here too? Why didn't you tell me?"

Tu Kinh Tay sat in the driver's seat, his finger placed on the gear lever on the right side of the steering wheel, gently pressing down.

Parking is also considered polite.

The car window is half down, the interior lights are dim silver-white, the car's central control system is made of real wood painted black and plated with shiny chrome, the seats are covered with black and white leather, creating a neat and luxurious feeling.

The man smoked a cigarette, sitting there listening.

"Why didn't you answer my phone?" The girl looked hurt, silently watching the man's actions.

Tu Kinh Tay took the cigarette out of his lips.

His arm hung limply on the car window, his skin was white, every blue vein and joint on his hand was extremely clear, it seemed to be very well taken care of.

He flicked the cigarette ash off with his index finger, focusing only on the cigarette in his hand, seemingly completely ignoring the other person.

Seeing him silently blowing smoke and not answering no matter what she asked, the girl continued to ask worriedly and infatuatedly: "Did I do something wrong?"

After a while, Tu Kinh Tay calmly withdrew his hand and said calmly: "You are not as good as the person last night."

"Do you like that girl in the strap dress?" The girl continued to pester him but got no answer.

His slender fingers holding the cigarette turned the gear lever, tilting his head to look this way. Le Anh calmly looked into his eyes, but he wasn't looking at her. She seemed to see him smile slightly.

Too vague, Le Anh could not make a clear judgment.

Bright white headlights shone forward, the luxurious black Mercedes-Benz turned down the slope, half of the car body disappeared behind the red wall of the courtyard.

He left decisively.

The license plate on the back of the car is JING08**.

The license plate was more expensive than any luxury car in the city with a starting price of tens of millions, and he was the only one who could drive this car to the front door of the clubhouse.

Seeing the girl's tears fall, Le Anh gave her a pack of tissues and walked out the door.

Her purpose here this time is not simple.

Tonight was the third time she accidentally met Tu Kinh Tay.

Desire is something that humans cannot control, after meeting Tu Kinh Tay, that desire becomes even more uncontrollable.

She really wanted to escape from Vu Hoai Anh's stalking for the past two months.

Because his last name is Tu.

Seeing beauty gives rise to greed, using your surname Tu is also the same, your ability and appearance, randomly pick something to compare, even if you light a lamp everywhere, you still won't be able to find anyone more outstanding than you.

In her life, this was the first time she had such impure intentions towards such a noble man.

Behind him, there were footsteps approaching. It was Vu Hoai Anh. He asked, "Do you like looking at Mr. Tu that much?"

Le Anh was not scared at all, as he walked he replied: "Next time I see him, should I blindfold myself?"

Vu Hoai Anh behind suddenly burst out laughing: "Le Anh, you want to go to bed with him, right?"