<strong>Chapter 1213: Chapter 1206: Your Gratitude Isn’t Deep Enough</strong>


    Upon hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, Lin Qianru did not hesitate and received the jewelry box. She first gave Lu Tianxing a somewhat puzzled look, trying to guess what surprise Lu Tianxing had in store, but ultimately she opened the jewelry box, and the moment she saw what was inside, Lin Qianru was instantly stunned.


    At the center of the jewelry box was a jade pendant carved into a human figure, exquisitely crafted. The little figure on the jade pendant was lifelike, and its appearance was almost identical to Lu Tianxing. The pendant was crystal clear, and the carved figure of Lu Tianxing had a wide grin, as if he had found something truly joyful.


    “Imissioned a master sculptor to carve this in Jiangnan ording to my likeness. I want to tell you that even though I can’t always be by your side, I hope that when you see this jade pendant, you’ll feel as if I’m always with you, never leaving, eternal. No matter where I may be, I promise to always apany you, and I also wish for you to be ever joyful, never troubled, and free from worry,” Lu Tianxing said softly to Lin Qianru.


    “Tianxing.”


    Listening to Lu Tianxing’s touching words, Lin Qianru’s body trembled slightly, and crystalline tears rolled down her cheeks. These were tears of happiness, for she felt exceptionally blessed at this moment; the man she loved kept her close in his heart, and that was more than enough.


    “There, there, why are you crying? Let me help you wear the jade pendant,” Lu Tianxing gently wiped away the tears from Lin Qianru’s face, speaking tenderly.


    “Hmm.”


    Lin Qianru nodded heavily.


    Lu Tianxing said nothing, only received the jade pendant Lin Qianru handed to him, gently brushing aside Lin Qianru’s hair, and tied the pendant around her neck.


    “Tianxing, thank you.”


    Lin Qianru turned around, looking at Lu Tianxing with a gaze full of her unique tenderness, her face disying a breathtaking smile, as she softly kissed Lu Tianxing’s lips.


    Feeling a hint of softness from Lin Qianru’s lips, Lu Tianxing was momentarily stunned, then a slightly mischievous smile appeared on his face, and his fingers holding Lin Qianru began to behave rather boldly: “Qianru, this jade pendant was meticulously crafted by someone I hired, and it’s top-notch jade. It’s worth millions! Millions for a pendant, and yet you think a simple kiss is enough to repay me? Too cheap, don’t you think?”


    Lin Qianru did not stop Lu Tianxing’s roving hands, instead she red at him with feigned irritation and spoke in a sweet, sugary voice: “Then what kind of repayment do you want?”


    “I feel what you just gave wasn’t deep enough,cked substance, and didn’t reflect the kind of inner gratitude at the time of repayment, so I think a change in expression would be more appropriate. Maybe you don’t quite understand, I can teach you.”


    As he spoke, Lu Tianxing swiftly undid the buttons on Lin Qianru’s shirt with one hand, while the other hand slipped inside her clothing.


    Feeling Lu Tianxing’s actions, Lin Qianru trembled, instinctively wanting to pull away from his hand, but how could Lu Tianxing give her a chance as heunched a swift andprehensive attack.


    In moments, Lin Qianru’s pretty face had turned crimson, and her eyes were almost dripping with water. Her body seemingly lost its bones, copsing into Lu Tianxing’s embrace, while soft, enchanting sounds asionally escaped her red lips.


    “No… not here, go inside, someone might… might barge in here.” Lin Qianru struggled to grasp Lu Tianxing’s hand to keep it from wandering, while speaking with difficulty.<fnfa18> This text is hosted at FιndNovel</fnfa18>


    “I saw it just now, you locked the door; no one will barge in. Besides, don’t you find it more thrilling here?”


    Lu Tianxing raised his head to look at Lin Qianru’s apple-red face, a sly smile ying on his lips as his arms swept across the desk, pushing everything aside, then stood up and lifted Lin Qianru onto the desk…


    Feeling this, Lin Qianru trembled, immediately understanding Lu Tianxing’s intention, causing her face to flush blood-red, and she instinctively tried to push him away.


    “Ring ring!”


    But just at that moment, the phone on Lin Qianru’s desk rang, causing Lu Tianxing to pause slightly in his actions, while Lin Qianru also instinctively tried to push him aside.


    “Who’s calling now, talk about poor timing.”


    Lu Tianxing’s face was lined with dark streaks; he was about to begin his conquest, only for the phone to disrupt him unexpectedly. “Who could be calling so precisely?”


    “Tian… Tianxing, no… stop, let me answer the phone first.”


    Lin Qianru urgently pushed Lu Tianxing away, her eyes bearing a pleading look.


    “Alright! But you’ll have to make it up to meter.”


    Lu Tianxing let Lin Qianru go rather begrudgingly, a lingering eagerness still on his face.


    Lin Qianru sighed and rolled her eyes at Lu Tianxing, quickly reached out to tidy her rumpled clothes, suppressing the agitation in her heart, nced at the caller ID, and picked up the phone on the desk.


    “Hello, Mr. Bai.”


    “Mr. Bai?”


    When Lin Qianru spoke, Lu Tianxing’s body trembled slightly. Could Bai Zhiqing be checking up on them? But when he saw Lin Qianru’s face as fresh as a peach blossom, a sh of viinous smile surfaced on his face. His wife and his little wife were talking on the phone, should he take action? That seemed to be very exciting.


    Seeing Lin Qianru talking with Bai Zhiqing, Lu Tianxing chuckled, reached out and wrapped his arm around Lin Qianru’s slim waist, his hand starting to misbehave.


    “Ah!”


    Suddenly ambushed, Lin Qianru couldn’t help but let out a shriek.


    On the other end, Bai Zhiqing paused hearing Lin Qianru’s cry: “Qianru, what happened?”


    Lin Qianru red fiercely at Lu Tianxing: “Nothing, I… I identally dropped my pen…”


    Watching Lin Qianru biting her red lips, Lu Tianxing became even more diligent, knowing that on the phone was his wife, and before him was the little wife. The wife calling the little wife, while he, the husband, was intending to engage in delightful activities with the little wife. Even though a phone separated them, truly speaking, what difference was there from face-to-face? It was undoubtedly a form of ménage à trois…


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