She Picked Up A National Bigshot On A Stormy Night - Chapter 17
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Chapter 17: Name Your Price
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
By the time the two of them came downstairs, Li Nan had already prepared a table of dishes. However, Ling Han, who just come downstairs, had changed her clothes. Her face was flushed like a peach blossom, and there was an indescribable charm in her eyes. It was obvious what the two of them had done upstairs just now.
No wonder when he was cooking just now, he thought that he had heard someone shouting. He thought that he had heard it wrongly, but now it seemed that…
“Ah Nan? What are you thinking about?” Ling Han called out to him.
That was when Li Nan came back to his senses. He lowered his head to hide the disappointment in his eyes. He replied, “Nothing.”
Pei Jing’s face was full of pride. During the meal, he deliberately sat at the seat closest to Ling Han and kept putting food in her bowl. His sweet tongue made her laugh heartily.
Li Nan did not say much throughout the meal. After the meal, he left the old mansion. What Li Nan said earlier when he arrived was indeed true. Ling Han soon found that there were often some paparazzi around the old mansion, trying to secretly take pictures of her.
For the next two days, Ling Han and Pei Jing stayed indoors. Apart from developing the antidote, they had s*x in bed.
It was not until the morning of the third day that Ling Han took Pei Jing out to buy some medicine she had just finished using.
“Hey, bro, I have some good news here. Do you want to know what is it?”
“What good news could you possibly have?”
“It’s about Ling Han’s father, Ling Jian! Recently, the matter regarding the Ling family’s eldest daughter has been causing a commotion. Don’t you want to know something else?”
The two of them were driving within the courtyard, and they happened to hear the paparazzi chatting outside the courtyard. Ling Han’s expression turned cold, and she immediately motioned for Pei Jing to stop the car.
“Let me tell you, this was news from a long time ago. It didn’t go viral, so I’ve been holding onto it until now. Ling Jian is a pedophile!”
“What?”
Ling Han didn’t hesitate. When she heard this, she immediately opened the car door and walked to them. “The news you just mentioned, name your price.”
The two paparazzi looked at each other. One of them smiled and went forward, sending some photos from his phone to Ling Han.
Back in the car, Ling Han frowned as she looked at the things on the screen that shouldn’t be seen at all.
“Miss, are we still going to the mall?” Pei Jing asked as he waited obediently by her side.
Ling Han curled her lips into a cold smile. “Yes, why not? I heard that the Ling family is holding a cocktail party tonight. We can go and prepare for it.”
Ling Han changed her mind at the last minute. After arriving at the mall, she wasn’t in a hurry to buy the things she needed. Instead, she brought Pei Jing into a men’s clothing store.
“Miss, this brand is so expensive. Why did you bring me here?”
“To get you a decent outfit.”
Ling Han didn’t even turn her head. She went straight to the counter and said to the cashier, “Help him change into the outfit the model in the display window is wearing.”
Not long after, Pei Jing came out of the fitting room with a completely different look. His previous outfits were mostly casual. Now that he was wearing a straight suit, his broad shoulders and narrow waist made him look like a mannequin model, which made him look even more dignified.
“Not bad. My Ah Jing is quite handsome,” Ling Han nodded in satisfaction.
Pei Jing leaned close to her ear and smiled. “How can I catch your eye if I’m not handsome?”
That night, Ling Han got out of the car with Pei Jing. The hotel where Ling Jian was holding a cocktail party was right in front of them.
The two of them were stopped by the security guard at the door. “I’m sorry. Please show me your invitations.”
Ling Han raised her eyebrows and asked, “I’m here to attend my father’s party. Why would I require an invitation?”